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(You!)
Soulja boy I tell 'em
Hey I got a new dance fo you all called the soulja boy
(You!)
You gotta punch then crank back three times from left
wanted to be, a soulja, like me

Buck, buck, niggas get fucked, don't step to this
Quiet as kept I'm blessed on a quest with a death wish
Tell 'em
this thang,
Check my chain,
Club got crunk when they heard
That your boy came

I crank that Robocop
And make my shoulders drop
This snap(?) go by
like soulja boy tell em and they parents they can't see it they blind they wonder why they kids talking bout soulja boy all the time(all the time) they
get em
Shoot!
Let me get em
Nah shootout ayye, nah shootout ayyee, nah shootout ayyee, nah shootout ayyee

(soulja boy tell em)

[verse 1:]
Its
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- ???Soulja Boy off in this oh/Watch me crank it, watch me roll/Watch me crank dat, Soulja Boy/Then Superman dat oh/Now watch
It's Gucci, It's Gucci Burr
Soulja Boy Tell Em'
It's Gucci, Flocka
Scott Storch, Gucci Mane, we back at it
So Icey
Yeah

We smokin' that fire
just to make my rims spin
Half a million dollars spent on the house I live in
Even more spent on the seat I sit my ass in
Soulja boy tell em a.k.a
we the best

And I'm down in Miami
Ridin' in the phantom
Somewhere by south beach
Soulja boy tell em
Got a million dollar mouth piece
On my dog
nigga
(All these niggas want be hot boys) We let 'em burn nigga
We let 'em burn nigga, we let 'em burn nigga
(All these niggas stealin' Fresh tracks) We
Now break his legs, arms, neck (yea).

[Chorus]

(Soulja boy tell em)
(S.O.D. money gang entertainment)
(I present to you the show stoppas)
(When
charged her a stack for it
Got it by the bag get a whole or a half for it
Soulja to the scale so they get what they ask for it
Imported cocaine but I don't
Now break his legs, arms, neck (yea).

[Chorus]

(Soulja boy tell em)
(S.O.D. money gang entertainment)
(I present to you the show stoppas)
(When
[Chorus: 50 cent]
I put that battery in his back
I'm the reason why he move like that
That's my motherfucking toy Soldier
I tell him pop that gat, he
Tell 'em Marty, you got a word for it
Right here, oh, ooh, oh, look yonder comin'
Where? Where you comin' from?
Right over there boys, comin' down
I'm gooned up, boy! Rich as fuck, boy!
Black and gold brakes, that's my truck, boy
I'm on my Eastside, shit I'm workin'
I got the party goin,
I'm gooned up, boy! Rich as fuck, boy!
Black and gold brakes, that's my truck, boy
I'm on my Eastside, shit I'm workin'
I got the party goin,
FLOW WITH MORE STRIFE
'cause the energy is the bomb
I can tell that you fascinated by the way we rhyme
And we flow like with the mo like
Mo strike
Top Quality Productions! Unk Camp! Dj Unk!
Tell Um How To Do It Shawty!

[Unk:]
Catch Da Beat Like Me. Bounce Ya Body Like Dis.
You Can Do It By
up
Hootie hoo slapped ya boys across the cheek with Isotoners
And went to tell yo momma and yo pop that you was a goner
Tell em Big Boi did it, I
[Soulja Boy]
Soulja Boy Tell 'Em, This the remix
V.I.C. You already know what it is man
It's ya folk Soulja Boy Tell 'Em
Checkin' in everything
I'm-I'm-I'm connected everywhere (that's the homie)

Everywhere I go all of the people know my name
It's ya big homie Snoopy, just tell 'em you with me
I
Somebody tell honey I'm good, just like a licorice
Meth got 'em stuck in the hood just like a clitoris
Something like this track from Roc', ya'll, ridiculous
boy, who wanna fail?
Hit you like a bully bitch, yeah saved by the bell
If you scared, go to church I’ll see you in hell
And your girl, she a flip, give
baby making
Gotta chop that freak sitting next to me
Bitch look like some nialating
Hey sunday morning 'round eleven roll by interupting in