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Fuck what you heard
Nah iont need no sleep
Pockets deeper than a jeep
Pretty bitches on they knees
Now we on tour
Four cities in a week
Diamonds

getting real gotta keep the 40 on me, hooligans moving in units like pretty tony

Chorus (2x)
city slicka to slick for the bity/ burgundy boy and my swag

Whoa
All this money comin' fast, I can't find nowhere to stash it
Lil' mama ass fat, huh, I can't wait to smash it
Chokers on my neck boy, yeah

What I Do

Chris Brown

Graffiti

2009

and all of 'em shine (shine)
I got my bread right, feel like I'm 6'9
Ain't just hot in mine, I'm hot in every city
She want a pretty boy, I brought Chris

my grindin' man, I got em' hooked
I got em' hooked, somebody tell em'
They love the way I'm shinnin' man, I got em' hooked
They love the way I'm

the toy
He hopped out wylin'
Shooting crazy like Soulja Boy
Got him in the frame, snapped shots
Not a Polaroid
Thousand words I never said to the pigs
Keep

Saddle Up

Attitude

Ride Through the Country

2008

of ya'll messing with this country sound
Them boys sent me with some new country
We rock Fords and lift kits with gun racks and mud on 'em
Ain't scared

I'm Pressa
Don't need to impress her
They ain't in my league
Please go tell them boys to catch up
My life was on the line 'cause
Every time I stepped up

Yo 

Beast 

Big man things on deck (dope nation ) 
Chock for the corner and wedge (abos3n)
Make you no rush, boys no for sweat (Mole)

Untouchable

Know he hate to see Young Harry run it up
Use to shit on me I got more followers
Tell that boy he better hurry and follow up
I did what I could for em

a body shot
Boy you want a body shot
They taking body shots
Blueberry and apricot Smirnoff
Pretty girl halter-top shirt off
Don't stop 'till we get it

my head low
I don't drink im getting high was barely getting by
Tell'em all this new shit finna pop my old shit still a vibe
Killer in the streets, he

the heavens
925 
It's a couple hours till eleven 

7 6 7 9 7 brethrens 
Shouts out to six nine 
Rat em out 
Soulja Boy Tell Em
Ani
mate
Did it
For the
Clout
But

molly hit
Uhh, yeah
She just said that she ain’t tryna play games with me
Hop out the bed, turn my swag on, yeah, I’m Soulja Boy, aye
Tell em, how you

3 A.M.

Timbaland

The Inspiration: Thug Motivation 102

2006

the swag (swag)
And it's fresh off the lot, you can tell by the tag, what's up?

[Chorus]
It's about three in the morning (ay)
Gotta leave with

I paid for it
Bad boy for life
Diddy saving it
Hit the party up
Wanna see my face
Hit the carpet up
Paparazzi race

Tell em ready for it
Let's go

I fucked her for free
And now you walk around like somehow you got one up on me
Nigga please, this your brother part
This nigga found Soulja Boy's

riding in my two door, running from cops, I'm by my lonely
You see how I shine, boy just tell me how bad you want it
I'm like go and get that sack
Go

Small waist, real bully
Shawty like me 'cause I got the cash right
Fuck dem little boys, take you to the bright side
Uhn
Tell me what you really want
She

Unlock with a key lava Tennessee call that vol-cano
Are you OK? No Soulja Boy Tell 'Em
It's my guy Kano uh yeah
Let's kick it on easy play the game
Round

Hip Hop is Stuck With Me 

I don't fuck around with no, Sneak dissers
Pretty boy ass kissers
Talking foul behind a keyboard, flagging like you a killer

(Verse 1: Snoop Dogg)
Drop the bomb, ring the alarm
We are here to do bottly harm
Now grab your girl
And run along

'Cuz you'll meet with me by

they know I’ll show em love, I got them killers on my team you know, the ones that give no fuck, best believe I tell em jump they finna up and start

3 A.M.

Timbaland

The Inspiration: Thug Motivation 102 [Clean]

2006

gangsta, you can tell by the swag
And it's fresh off the lot, you can tell by the tag, what's up?

It's about 3 in the morning
Gotta leave with somethin' hot