Lyrics:
writing songs with no hooks
And I’m still crossing instrumentals off of my books
Im pretty high most the time you cant tell by my looks
It’s visine, cause I
bullets flushed em
That nigga died? His mama cried? Well tell that bitch that I said fuck her,
(You stupid mother fucker)
Knew that you ain't love em
Let em
Soulja? oh yeah play boy naw, baby
Put that jacket on
Leave them heels on now take
It off quick, Swavey, baby
tha tuff times
Coming from a city,
Where you never see no sunshine.. (X2)
Hook #1:
Better watch yo mouth
What chu saying to a Soulja
Got a couple
looking up to the man I feel like always on go
Too hard I be ridiculous
Feel I'm one of the sickest
Tell them boys they can get it
Ain't tripping bout no
goin fly bout it
Send em to the sky bout it
Tell the truth why you lie bout it
Murder on my mind death around the corner I ain't hiding from it
I love
I'm a demon I stay on attack
I feel like I'm Soulja cause she make it clap
Cross that boy up someone get him a map
Yeah Ty the Vision but Meezy he
I'm saying my graces, I'm bout to eat all of ya,
Soulja Boy Tell Em I'm a one man orchestra.
Instructional videos on you tube,
So I can teach you how
What's happenin main? This B Gizzle
Your number one original hot boy a heard
And I got collipark music they got me bouncin' wit dis one here
You
it
I can't leave 'em alone
I tried that good boy game
But the dope boy's turning me on
It's just that he know what I want
So bad, I love that, I can't
that had to mean to something
So lawd when we do it
Please don’t tell us nothing
Cause we gone load em up
And we gone find out where they at
We gone find
a call
I could Move through a room full of volters... NICE
And I still turn heads pultagice
Rock a cold chain
Neck full of Soulja ice
You young boys should
Boy, I'm Superman
Hahahahahaha
Just Blaze!
I ain't no muthafuckin' Soulja Boy, I'm Superman
Haha
Up, up and away!
Boy, I'm Superman
Hahahahahaha
Just Blaze!
I ain't no muthafuckin' Soulja Boy, I'm Superman
Haha
Up, up and away!
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
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
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
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