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Boy, you goofy if you think you winnin' this
Gamble with yo' life and end up missin' it
Turn 'em into dust if he ain't listening
Unfamiliar with who you

Soulja Boy Tell 'Em bK
Yeah ha, ha, ha
Bitch

Brap, brap, brap, brap
Brap, brap, them choppas
Shawty on tip because she is a bopper
She fucked

They like cap you out yo top
I want head
I feel like I'm Soulja boy
Hopping out my bed
Like hop up out my bed
Turn my swag on
Let a nigga try to take

Down Here

The Hot Boys

Let 'Em Burn

2003

disrespect 'em
A get 'cha call ta the morgue quik nigga
Why'kno about the Hot Boys
Disrespect 'em a get a call ta the morgue quik

(Look look look)
I

Jackin' and slangin' hustlin' and peerin'
Man that's my life
Baby, slim, fresh, juve, weezy, turk
That's my clique
Disrespect 'em a get 'cha call
Ta

I'm low key cruisin' wit a big boy purchase
Protected by my presence, therefore you're never nervous (nope)
I know ya boy worth it (yep), the kid got

Playerizm

Celly Cel

Killa Kali

1995

Readin' Pimp 
Playa-istic shit 
By dino boys 
Tryin' to get these hoes for every nook & cranny 
And make 'em join 
The winning team 
Ain't nothin'

Hey, hey
Oh, okay, okay, ha
It's your boy, SiL
I got my boy, Reverb 360
AB fab, your baby's dad
Tabz what's up
SiL, I got you now
Baby girl, come

Street Wars

Boosie Badazz

Thug Talk

2016

got 'em, it was them niggas off your own block
But guess who sent them though? It was his nigga, yo
He like "not my nigga though, he dangerous, got

Soulja Livin' tru

I do Flint and D beats cause I know them boys
Hit ya street with the shh, it ain't no remorse
I'm on that Scarface shit, nigga

it up while you're young nothin new to it

Got my girl, check
She gone gimme, neck
Party hard, nothin less
Your bitch, she a wreck
Swag on em, no

they ass so much, we dig 'em up and tell 'em, "Die again"
I can hit the club all by myself long as the strap is in
Niggas told me, all the rappers

you Kobe 
Rest in power singletary I too was dat ill  lil boy in the hood afraid to bury my 
Demons but now they out huh I gotta face Christ matter

I cannot be like you, I
Cannot go out sad, nigga, never
(Uh)
You wanna talk about me, but I'm in my bag
Nigga hollup, like I'm Soulja Boy, niggas

and stuff (flah)
Turn you to lobster sauce (phew phew)
I got lots of swag (phew)
I got lots of sauce (yuh)
Fuck nigga got no heart (what)
My shirt is

burn it up, burn it up
Turn a whole to a two zip two zip to a four, four to a eight then a slab yea ya' know
Get my shit straight from the bay yea I tell

THINKING BOUT THE MEMORIES
I DONT THINK MY NIGGAS FUCK WITH ME
I AINT SEEN EM IN A MONTH OR TWO
LOWKEY I JUST BE UNCOMFORTABLE, 
WISH I WAS ONE OF YOU

BUT

Feel like 01 Rod Smart, he hate me
Thought I told ya, imma dark Soulja
Lurkin in the dark, drawn by Mignola
Witches roll up, potions gettin throwed up

Surrounded by mummified bodies and shit
Cemeteries errwhere
All in my county

I be sippin on it
Brain be gone
But it's like everything aight
Hangin

though? (Nope)

Fuck these niggas man they ain't
Got none of my swag (Nope)
Nigga think he stuntin wit' that girl
Man that bitch ain't bad
I'm from

That's All I Have

Lil Wayne

No Ceilings

2010

the morning
The world is waking up, you can hear the pigeons yawning
I'ma get that worm now, tell 'em it's my turn now
Y'all niggas need a lesson on some

bout' how it come
Nigga I just want the paper
Different kind of bags, I'ma sell em' how they come
I got strong, I got swag, I can get it by the acres

my mother cry" (Lord)
"Tell me one reason I shouldn't send you up to Christ"
He said, "Go 'head, take my life, I've seen everything but Christ"
Then

No Favors

Big Sean

I Decided.

2017

getting the job done, boy up every night
I'm about rolling a seven, when I toss up the dice
I'm about getting my logo off, flooded with ice
I'm about