Lyrics:
flames
Relating to fredo cuz most niggas change
I can't be like youuuuuuuuuu
You Soulja boy(sold him)
He's says he makes P but diddy
He doesn't he likes
her left and got her right
Dranking Hennessy
I'm in this B
And cranking Soulja boy
Hit a Nigga square in the mouth
And air it out if he get hype
Single
Noboul settin precedents
Stackin all these presidents
These ones stuck in my pocket
Man I turn em all to Benjamin's
Soulja 8 I represent
My people
raps
I don't do this for my 'Gram
I don't do this for no bants
Why you tweeting me this shit?
You ain't fucking relevant
Someone tell 'em that I'm
[Intro]
Do you like it do you like it do you like it whassup?
Do you like it do you like it do you like it what?
(Put 'em on put
that I need it like pronto
Tell em that I need it like pronto
Tell em that I need all my guapo
Tell em that I need all my guapo
On a mission right
Yeah
Check Check
Gotta make sure this muthafucka right
It's ya nigga Amaan in this
Look
I could tell you all about some real things
Only if you
Down
down the road
Right by the ocean
I got bitches (swag) on my toes (Dre)
(Pretty boy swag) Pretty boy swagging on
You fucking hoes (I do this)
This one for
always wanted to do like
A Last Call, I remember the first time I heard Kanye's
I thought that shit was so tight dawg
And I was like, man I'm tryna tell
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
Tell me if you know someone that needs (Jesus, Lord)
Now we've been through a lot of things
Tell me if you know someone that needs (Jesus, Lord)
and put 'em to the sky
Do what I say girl don't ask me why
Back in the day they passed me by
Now I get dome on the passengers side
Like (whoa) damn I'm fly
Now break his legs, arms, neck (yea).
[Chorus]
(Soulja boy tell em)
(S.O.D. money gang entertainment)
(I present to you the show stoppas)
(When
[Trick]
I tellin ya boy I got them boys
Dog I be tryin to tell em
Verse 1: Trick Daddy, The Lost Tribe
You can't catch me boy
Don't upset
Tell me where the party at
[Timb]
Pick it pick it pick it up
[Yoshamine]
You and I goin' do that damn thing, make it bang
You went out
Feeling fine
Poppin' trunk
Tippin' dine
But we do it for h-town
Tell them boys its time to lay it dine
Tell tell them boys its time to lay it dine
Cause we
You remind me of a folder
Push me down and I heat up like a toaster
That boy is a Soulja
I hate these niggas more than I hate being sober
I can't
like boys and be men (be men)
How you gon' win, when you ain't right within? (How you gonna win?)
How you gon' win, when you ain't right within?
talking shit they didn't like, riding marble white
I might just break 'em off, when I come dripped out like Ike
I'm talking shoes by Huarache, shirts by
talking shit they didn't like, riding marble white
I might just break 'em off, when I come dripped out like Ike
I'm talking shoes by Huarache, shirts by
the numbers, like a phone log
Did my thing in LA, but niggas don't call
Back, so they lack, or they doze off
Aye, yo tell me how we sound, yeah I know huh?
They
fuckin' with the right one, soulja fo life one
ain't no mothafucka like em
where he at, show em to me
and I'm gonna strike em and bite em
and swallow em
on the front line,ima turn up when it's war time,war ready I'm kut throat kanival like soulja slim,I thank this that n*gga right her,pull over n*gga that him,fye
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