Lyrics:
Tre pound, crack crown
Meek Milly, Bloodhound
Grimy, thirsty, 'bout it you heard me
Glizzy on de-deck clip whole thirty
Looking for these fuck boys
Ah wassup my nig
Joccin on yo bitch ass
ah its yo boi soulja boy
and right now
im straight joccin on yo bitch ass
[chorus]
soulja boy up in dis
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
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
Do it like that.
[Mac]
Ya heard me.
[Soulja Slim]
Do it.
[Chorus]
Can I ball y'all or do they want
of people glad
glad glad yea glad I do it from
the heart and if I wasn't gonna finish man why would I even start?
Im soulja boy tell em and my
life is
my lil' soulja there
Bitch, it's over, I thought I told you that
Ayy, you too messy, why you posting that?
I can really tell them boys to spin that
runs it
Nigga my heart beat slow & pump blood
Souljas been around wit before they had thugs
I'm gonna give it 2 ya raw I'm gon' tell it like it is
I'm
think that hard
I’m so real keep a 5th it’s all camo no flauge
Now lemme tell you bout this straight dawg
Keep that boy there on a leash
All I know
Soulja Boy Tell Em
Ya know what it is man
Turn my swag on man
Time to hit my bird walk man
[Chorus x2]
Watch me hit my bird walk
Watch me hit
had ta show ha how I felt wen I was in Iraq
Bitch Ima bossman why you think I got 2 3 jacks
How you can’t tell you know a duck by how it walk an quack
Soulja Boy Tell Em
Ya know what it is man
Turn my swag on man
Time to hit my bird walk man
[Chorus x2]
Watch me hit my bird walk
Watch me hit
to spray ya
Let them boys know, in here with the Yungstar
And he finne flow, and he
Ain't no fucking punksta
So I'm finne pass it
Hopping like a rabbit
Man
to spray ya
Let them boys know, in here with the Yungstar
And he finne flow, and he
Ain't no fucking punksta
So I'm finne pass it
Hopping like a rabbit
Man
the scene
I left the beat off in a stretcher
(Leave it in a stretcher)
Yeah, look
Tell them boys "Catch up", yeah (Tell 'em)
Tell them boys "Catch up", yeah
Don't trust niggas, they smile it seems friendly
I'll be damned if i pass up
It's for bricks when I mask up and run down
On em to get my cash up
Cash
hat
Gotta slimey potna he gone slime ya out and do it bad
Thinking it's no problem whole time I wanna do ya bad
Take a nigga hat tell em I said fuck em
boys know came here with tha Yungstar
And he fixin to flow, and he ain't no fuckin punk
So I'm fixin to pass it
Hoppin like a rabbit
Man I'm comin
ya
Let them boys know came here with tha Yungstar
And he fixin to flow, and he ain't no fuckin punk
So Im fixin to pass it
Hoppin like a rabbit
Man Im
If me and the team pull up dawg
Then its, alright
I might bench 'em with a shot
I might bench 'em wit a block
I might bench 'em pass da rock
I might
when I ran around the corner by Pat house
Now they got my fuckin' boy on the corner
And if I spray the tec, best believe my boy's a goner
Yellin' down
where he stand, we live by law and we gon' lay it down
Tell me he want smoke, 187, that's that same shit
.357 send you to heaven, knock out your brain
a good life
Reminiscin' how we took boy good life
You act right, I might put you on a good flight
It's a good night (gang, gang, gang, woo-hoo)
In L.A.
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
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