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need to leave you 'lone
And you make it way too hot, I
Can't come to the phone
Why you passin' by my job? 
I think it's time you go
Boy you know you

Soulja Boy tell 'em

[Chorus]
Her booty got swag, her booty got swag [2X]
Now dip it down, den roll with it [2X]
Her booty so big I can hang my chain

walked by, tried to catch my eye
Had him on his tippy toes won't lie
Richgirl put em on a natural high
Now you wanna play it off
And act hard
It is what is

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

Rhymes

Too Short

Life Is...Too Short

1988

damn beat now all the money is mine
I carry big fat WIVES, I treat my girls like guys
Ask 'em "who do they love?" and they all say TIDE
I'm just

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

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

Don't quit your job, this not cashable, edibles
Couldn't make your music any salvable

Ay, who are you
My name is Cruel, boy, how do you do
Don't give

Juve "The Great"

Juvenile

Juve the Great

2003

[Verse 1: Juvenile]
Uh, Uh, Uh I took my first break in seventy-five
I tell the story like yesterday when(??) was alive
didn't do shit with my

Shut 'Em Down

Onyx

Survival of the Illest: Live from 125 NYC

1998

(what? What? What?)
Shut 'em down
Shut 'em down, shut 'em down (Official Nast' shut 'em down)

Word up boy
'Bout to shut down the whole industry

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

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

Snap and Roll

Soulja Boy

Souljaboytellem.com

2007

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

She's a rich girl
Rich girl
She's a rich girl
Rich girl x2

Soulja Boy Tell em'
Aye yo aye yo aye yo
Yeah, oh 
She's my rich girl x3
Yeah
Justin Bieber

A Whole Nation

Kirk Franklin

The Fight of My Life

2007

is not finished still today(We're lost boys)
So you wanna believe that (My daddy's coming back he didn't forget about me)
Only child after school
We

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

to hurt me, my momma dead, so fuck 'em
A small timer on the rise, so nothin' I feel
To my niggas in the county, I might do a bit with ya
Boy, in the streets

I ever stop running 

Yeah let me tell em let me tell em let me tell em 
Yeah let me tell em let me tell em let me tell em 
Yeah let me tell em let me

running
Yeah let me tell em let me tell em let me tell em
Yeah let me tell em let me tell em let me tell em
Yeah let me tell em let me tell em let me tell

eyes work a full time job And girl, I guess I need you like a god damn job 'Cause I've learned that music doesn't pay
Too little too late
Tell 'em keep

itchin' for that paper
My fingers, they itchin', they itchin' for that paper

It's 8 a.m., I'm wakin' up, hop out the bed, Check my swag, Soulja Boy, 3

wanna do
This time, this time, this time, this time
Baby, come tell me what you wanna do (Uh)
My lil' slime (Yeah, let's go, let's go)

Feel like Soulja

wanna do
This time, this time, this time, this time
Baby, come tell me what you wanna do (Uh)
My lil' slime (Yeah, let's go, let's go)

Feel like Soulja

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