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Buttermilk Biscuits (Keep on Square Dancin')

Sir Mix-A-Lot

Swass

1988

Now I'm your big mal dropper, mud duck stopper
Fila on the bottom and Adidas on the topper
Transform scratchin', big beat matchin'
I can tell you're

the season, 
There's only One Reason
I live and I die for the Name of JESUS!!

Boy, the adversary plottin on me tryna get to me, tell em get behind me,
Thanks

watching
Guy Fieri Blonde, dining, driving by em
Get the barrel popping like I'm Guy Fawkes'ing
Lil light jog, yall marathoning
Mera Mera No Mi know

Me going broke nigga yu could forget it 
Feeling like Soulja Boy I need my credit 
I’m really a vibe , something yu can not edit 
Designer be on me I

When I first met you mama you was so nice and kind
You done got reckless and changed your mind
But you're the stomp down rider
Now you're the stomp

All these bitches sad
'Cause they hate to see me grin

If you touch my bitch
I will visit with a drive by
Pussy boy, get lit
Had to get you out of my

hear
Stomp thru the street make 12 call dispatch 
Strut like a model drip damn near mismatch 
Tell em pull up wit the cash like I'm kidnapped 
Coupe

none of the extra
Let him keep talking tell bro go fetch him

He was thinking he tough, he got put on the stretcher
Boy that n***** was praying
Straight

Nigga feeling froggy let it all fall down
Tell the pussy nigga leap better look fo he jump
The water in the pot get hot if you don't stomp
Fuck a 1 on 1

pourin out your hair
Nigga, any f**kin time nigga, any f**kin where
Make 'em bleed is the motto that, I live by
If you f**k with me it's a must you die

people, shoutout to Nigeria
Doing what I want, I'm free like, I did not kill em
I got the vision, I'm Superman ohh, Soulja boy tell em
Osmanli in this

(gllliiiddd)
Choppy Sounding off singing like Lucci
Left the scene told me boys it was Gucci (brrr)

Neva been a Soulja boy 
Always been a F**in chief 
Lead neva

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

Report Card

Arab

Souljaboytellem.com

2007

bitchBallin! Soulja Boy Up In Da Buildin
Throw Some D's On That Bitch
I Just Got My Report Card
Throw Some D's On That Bitch
I Just Got My Report Card
Throw

bitches they come by the dozen
Just pulled up on Fior he stuffing a Russian
My feet is not Dior these Tims what I stomp in
But back to this bitch she be

FN is tucked by my pelvis
Slob on my knob
And the bitch started belchin'
I got hoes in London, Sweden, and Belgium
762, see that boy, and they nailed

Tell em that I need a hunnit thousand
Tell em that I need a hunnit thousand
Tell em that I need a hunnit thousand
Tell em that I need a hunnit

to get a lil green you can tell that I came up from nothing
My young niggas pull up and they get to dumping
We got the lo we pull up to yo function
We got

to The Greatest
Tell em I'm nice too, plus push them nice grooves
The Inc roll like deuce man, I'm ol' G Bobby J
And we sling at soccer fields the yay
They

boy

You don't want no problems 
Niggas step wrong then we solve em 
Get a bad bitch just to stomp em 
Bitch made is what we call em
Cause you really

The Fan

EPMD

Out of Business [Limited Edition]

1999

[Chorus]

[Erick Sermon] 
Word yeah, tell em P, yo 
I never seen y'all before, when I came through 
With my dogs headbanging with the, Hit Squad crew

Aye like I gotta talk to em on this one gotta make em' feel you Lue aye pass me that right There yea it's like I had so much to say and like nobody

Turn My Swag On

Soulja Boy

R&B in the Mix 2010

2010

I put it in my head, I'ma die for this gold
Soulja Boy Tell 'Em, boy what's up?

Hopped up out the bed turn my swag on
Took a look in the mirror

lucky)
Funny watchin' two niggas beef that could hardly fight
Like Soulja Boy gettin' pepper sprayed by Charleston White
Can't forget about the Super