Search results for 'im so dope boy by soulja boy tell em' Page #386

to leave
Your gone and I'm with out you
At first I was happy I found you
Boy
It's time to leave
So you kicking me out
Yo it's time to leave
And you know what

so I cant trip
I'm a real druggy to the spirit no bricks
Boy I'm a prince, Boy I cant miss
The Jesus kid, eternal clip
Eternal crib, cant tell a fib
I

Play wit her kitty in her honda civic
Pay us the fee or we pay yu a visit
Walk that boy down and they wont know who did it 
My diamonds so soaked 
I

coke
Got the whole world hanging by a rope
They praying that a nigga don't choke
Ya boy got tired of being broke
So i hoped up in the studio and wrote

the winter soldier it's ice in my veins and I move so cold

Talk my faith I'm bold
Walk what I say I know
I'm tryna tell the whole planet the story
Cause this

About things that I hate
Laugh about our mistakes
We're nowhere near perfect but tonight I'm a saint
So let's live it up, cheers, toast to our future

the corner like a good ol boy
Duke flarin up swear the engine never fold boy
Get it- Get it through your skull boy
If they tell me that its there then im gonna

got me pushing this audio
Shedding off weight like its cardio
Know that boy ill, throw em pills, Dr. Mario
OD dumb
Leave them hoes salt, like sodium
I'm

askin', like
"Who's stoppin' him?
We ain't never seen a nigga this poppin'
Without that garbage that
Be brainwashin' 'em"
So every time I get a chance
I'm

Whodi

504 Boyz

Goodfellas [Clean]

the boulevard is full of beacoup broads
I'm on the scene full of Henny
New Orleans love me so I ain't gotta spend a fuckin penny
I let em know that I'm a 504 boy

The Certificate

Hilltop Hoods

Calling

2004

it made, rockin the place
With more dope rappers to match every pram chillin at collonades

It's Certified Wise, no need to tell you again
Because

She ain't even make me work for it
I ain't give that bitch a dime
Put a Perc' on her i ain't never lettin' up
I'm puttin' pressure on 'em
All these

would I do that
If I stunt and that shit ain't mine I just played myself
They keep telling me I'm bumping so I just play myself
Got the bitch then I tried

Dope took away my soul, dope took away my hope
Everyday I wake up like what?
Everyday I wake up like I don't belong to this world
So I'm watchin' people

Dope took away my soul, dope took away my hope
Everyday I wake up like what?
Everyday I wake up like I don't belong to this world
So I'm watchin' people

of B-Real
Yeah.. get funky, Real
This is the Lower Eastside of things
You know what I'm sayin?  Cypress Hill

You ain't flamboyant, a toy boy on it

Imma go for gold
And 
Why you pullin on my overcoat
Im over dope
And I hope you don’t overdose
Im so fasho
And I would wake yo ass up from the first

the money come from the struggle im a fuckin hustla
Same streets same hoes same hatin ass niggas
I tell myself i aint quitin imma make that million
I come

the flesh anybody wanna test
Ain’t think so ain’t nobody close yeah we know
Line em all up kill em then i got them yelling bingo
We know i’m the human cheat

dope to me
Do you have a man
I'm not tryna be ya nigga I'm just tryna have a dance, ugh
Told her hello baby, hold up
Are you tryna roll up, told me daddy

so I know not they checkin
The fact I'm still here that shit is a Blessin
R.I.P. to my niggas I hope that god bless em
He talking too much
My boys go n

Rodtang
by Omar Musa

Intro:

In my 36th summer lost 30 kgs,
bob n weave, toe to toe til the pearly gates gleam.

Chorus:

I'm going in like Rodtang,

Do the Damn Thang

Fabolous

Real Talk

2004

I'm heard of on the southern side, I'm plucked and equipped
I been one of them boys since way back when
This is way before a nigga brought grey

in my zone
And I play by the code
That's why I'm so damn cold
I could show you the ropes
But you don't wanna know
Pussy boy I know you'll fold
And they