Lyrics:
off in da party and im bout da get loose dey hollin soulja boy tell'em gon hit Dat 1,2
Chorus 2x:
Ahhhh yuh snap and roll yuh snap and roll yuh
swerving lane to lane this shit metropolis
Why you don't speak on shit? cus I be peeping shit
They gone remember me, my life you can’t remix
Tell'em cut up
bruh
The way I'm sitting cozy on the beat like its a sofa
I spit the facts real watch me tellem like I’m soulja boy
I hit the track with conviction
I don't move my lips, these bitches like to kiss and tell
I don't move my lips too much, It get hers wetter
I don't move my lips, these bitches kiss
son like Janet
Fly cause I'm in it
You looking
Like you need a minute
Peso then say so
Same pace so tell em boys
Fuck out my face yo
Hardly ever touch
Listen
Hmm Hmm
Anytime she come boy
Its a problem
Money is the way
I know how to solve em
Baby stand up
It's the fucking anthem
Baby stand up
Its
I'm knockin at your door
With that 4-4 pointed right
At ya fuckin whore i wet em
Her legs, fuckin spread em
Dive in a bitch cuz I get that pussy wetter
Soulja Boy Tell em
(I gotcha)
Yeah, Justin Bieber
(That's me)
She's a rich girl
(She's a rich girl, rich girl)
Yeah
She's a rich girl
Buying all
Soulja Boy tell ?em, from the internet to mainstream
You already know what it is, stacks on deck entertainment
Collipark Music, Interscope Records
[Talk:]
Soulja Boy Tell 'Em!
Hey, when they ask me what I do, I say iDance!
iDance!
iDance!
iDance!
I lean, I rock, I jig, I youl, I snap, I pop,
Soulja Boy Tell Em
Ya know what it is man
Turn my swag on man
Time to hit my bird walk man
[Chorus x2]
Watch me hit my bird walk
Watch me hit
dawg and they all wanna show love
I’ll pack the boy out if he posts em
Can’t fuck w your love I got colder
White reeboks on me I’m a Soulja
Going JT off
now
Fuck Soulja Boy
Dog I heard that shit at Ice T's house
My Gucci bring them Mice's out
Like Gucci I'm so Icy now
I tat my hood all on my arm
Don't
Me going broke nigga yu could forget it
Feeling like Soulja Boy I need my credit
I’m really a vibe , something yu can not edit
Designer be on me I
And if they don't like it, tell em
Get in line
And kiss your ass bitch
Love you baby, au revoir
That's right, let's go out like this
Mirror mirror
Ha!"
Saw him yesterday, and I gave that fool a high five
Short shorts, she loves my thighs yeah I'm a frat boy
I'm feeling like I am Soulja, turn on my
ladies over
Tell em this is Y-M-E so when you come you cant leave sober
You would think she came with buttons by the way that I control her
Put her
pourin out your hair
Nigga, any f**kin time nigga, any f**kin where
Make 'em bleed is the motto that, I live by
If you f**k with me it's a must you die
em like a Soulja
Keep on floating By
I'm the chosen child
Thas I'm asking why
So I can take your pain
And turn it into mine
Man I don't mind
I got
(gllliiiddd)
Choppy Sounding off singing like Lucci
Left the scene told me boys it was Gucci (brrr)
Neva been a Soulja boy
Always been a F**in chief
Lead neva
people, shoutout to Nigeria
Doing what I want, I'm free like, I did not kill em
I got the vision, I'm Superman ohh, Soulja boy tell em
Osmanli in this
chain
Big watch
Dope boy
Trap spot
I'm dripping this sauce on these folks like I'm knuckles
These shoes that I'm in called buscemi dont scuff em
Put
Tell em that I need a hunnit thousand
Tell em that I need a hunnit thousand
Tell em that I need a hunnit thousand
Tell em that I need a hunnit
bitchBallin! Soulja Boy Up In Da Buildin
Throw Some D's On That Bitch
I Just Got My Report Card
Throw Some D's On That Bitch
I Just Got My Report Card
Throw
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