Lyrics:
[Verse 1]
Soulja Boy Tell Em.
Runnin With It.
Gotta Get A Black Mask,
Cant See Me, SouljaBoyTellEm.
Im On The Beat.
I'm Undefeat. Tid,
Did Yo
Man 1: What?
Mandy: This praising.
Wise Man 1: No, no, no.
Mandy: Oh! Well, if you're dropping by again do pop in. (they
take
[Soulja Boy]
Hey whats up whats up dis ya boy Soulja Boy Tell 'em,
When you get dis message, pack ya bags,
Cause we going on a trip (trip)
[Soulja Boy]
Hey whats up whats up dis ya boy Soulja Boy Tell 'em,
When you get dis message, pack ya bags,
Cause we going on a trip (trip)
bout the grind
Im bout the get em, got em, see em, saw em gettin every dolla dawg
When you see me pop your collar ima throw out every dolla,
Soulja boy
tha court, it's 'bout to go down
Here come them niggas: soulja, Reebok, and Girbaud down
There's no remorse now
'Bout to explode rounds
Look, you
You niggas runnin' in place (Boom)
Time to pop out and turn up the city
(The city)
From the Bay where them boys get to trippin'
I'm in Oakland with all
don't drop the bomb on me
Drop the bomb on 'em
I don't want no doggone beef, see
Ain't no reason to sic the dogs on me
Boy, I'm the real McCoy, you
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
and Soulja I'm just gon' hit up my boy and tell 'em we made it
Keep ya mouth closed it need to be stabled
They tryna judge me, they put on a label
I call you
Bingo
Bingo
Bingo
Bingo
Bingo
Bingo
Bingo
Ah,
It's Gucci, Soulja,
It's Gucci, Soulja Boy Tell Em'
It's Gucci
Burr burr
Pass by in my
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
or get up n' take em' out n spit cane wit it
Well the answer is right before your eyes
Who do you despise?
Killers who chop you we got to stop you pop
love to soulja hate, ya heard me
I beat the game and balled in '98, ya heard me
You like the Benz, then fuck it, I navigate, ya heard me
You lay down
and your whole street, Soulja Boy gone bring the heat
You bitch ass niggas know my name, I'm in that bentley fire flame
Pussy niggas SOD's nigga and nothings
money on the play
and boys got the ? combination to the safe
with 3 60's they got put the bag on their face
now when soulja boy tell them ?
...oh my god,
coming up, finne pop up on the scene, and
Just got some drank from that boy with that Bird
And you know we just hooked up on some syrup
Now you know we
coming up, finne pop up on the scene, and
Just got some drank from that boy with that Bird
And you know we just hooked up on some syrup
Now you know we
I'm-I'm-I'm connected everywhere (that's the homie)
Everywhere I go all of the people know my name
It's ya big homie Snoopy, just tell 'em you with me
I
My price went up
Tryna get this set up
Some homies felons (ah ah)
That dude like Soulja Boy cause he tell 'em
I don't know that random
He ain't
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
Whoa! whoa! whoa! whoa! whoa!
(Soulja boy tell em, swish! )
I'm ballin' (I'm ballin')
Ok
I'm ballin' mvp baller of the year
I'm ballin' (I'm
posted on Twitter or someone's away message
Refresh this
Game cos they all want something new
World to Soulja Boy everything he said was true
Chubby Boob
broke em all down and we all got high
And niggas don't be trippin don't be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
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