Lyrics:
Soulja Boy Tell 'Em
Baby, you know that I miss you, I wanna get with you tonight
But I cannot, baby girl, and that's the issue
Girl, you know
their hand out, fuck it
Let 'em drown
If it's fuck me, it's fuck you too
Let 'em drown, let 'em drown, let 'em drown
Keep no squares in the circle
So
night, making it damn rain
Splash, cash yeah it's me
Yellow diamond shawty, 100 for a key
Soulja Boy tell 'em, I might charge a fee
Walking through
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
shit
Niggas can't stand me boy I'm outstanding, I can't be damage, yeen built like this
Came to fuck this game up, like let me stick the head in
My
with me
I'm just a ghetto child tryna get rich
My home boy hate, man lifes a bitch
[The Gambino Family--Verse 2]
Hold yo' breath young niggas cause
em' baby you should let em' know
He ain't talkin money baby tell em' get the steppin
Boy I'm feelin good I'm in ya hood with out a weapon
Know I do
everything's gonna change
Should we tell 'em? Mm
It might be too much for them, they might get jealous, hey
The way that you're liftin' me up feel like
that I'm on the right track
That when I get on we're all on and that I'll give back
Let 'em in, let 'em live
Let 'em in, yea let 'em live
Man let 'em
disrespect 'em
A get 'cha call ta the morgue quik nigga
Why'kno about the Hot Boys
Disrespect 'em a get a call ta the morgue quik
(Look look look)
I
the morgue quick nigga
You know about the hot boys
Disrespect 'em a get a call
Ta the morgue quick
I come with, K's and Glocks
Ready ta spray the block
Raise
ARTHUR: Well, I AM king...
DENNIS: Oh king, eh, very nice. An' how'd you get that, eh? By
exploitin' the workers -- by 'angin' on to outdated
the type of niggas that'll let a nigga know
When the drought about to hit, my ?peach and jelly?
Get a 40 and mask it, post it on God
Because me got me
We gotta let em know
Let's tell em they missin' Him and
That they sick in sin
Get they attention then we gotta let em know
Hey let's come and bring
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
Readin' Pimp
Playa-istic shit
By dino boys
Tryin' to get these hoes for every nook & cranny
And make 'em join
The winning team
Ain't nothin'
Make anything go sober
Mami am a rider
Feelings got expressed
*******************
Now you got depressed
Mami am a Soulja
Ama make you proud
Never let you
As high as a Batman
High Robin dont have an eye problem
Pistol on my hip I got a thigh problem
Rock ya hips Crime Mob em
Jae Millz
And let em boy know you
the middle finger
Showin off the index ring
Yeah I know my index stink
Cheddar diamonds, yellow rings
It's Soulja Boy Tell 'Em man
and my chain and the friends
can’t choose
Please don’t try to play me like a fool
You no Soulja boy you only yuuuu
Study all my moves
Boy I’m in my groove
I need hella options I can’t
, you're a rockstar
My momma talkin' to me, tryna tell me how to live
White boy, white boy, in your cop car
But I don't listen to her, 'cause my head is
license tag
Run em, get em, got em, shot em, boy what it do
Fans rushin to the soulja for the photo shoot
Mirror mirror mirror on the wall (boy what it
that shit like a crown
You used to get the buss down now you own a buss down
Tell em folks that the boy is different now, boy is different now
Its
Master P
Lil Silkky, Mystikal, C and me and Fiend
Nigga don't be tripping, you got my lil homie in the cut
That Soulja Slim nigga , he known for dippin
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