Lyrics:
for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These
Soulja Boy Tell'em with a brand new mac eleven
N***a try me man I'm rockin' gucci sweaters
Louis on my head BLVD is getting money
N***az hatin' on me
paid"
You can tell that we don't play by
The looks that's on our face
Heard the opps been throwin' shade, boy
You know we play with K
Come through
me some tissue (tissue)
Soulja Boy in da club gettin' crunk like hanh
Told da DJ turn da beat up like hanh
And ya know it's goin' down (down)
Know he hate to see Young Harry run it up
Use to shit on me I got more followers
Tell that boy he better hurry and follow up
I did what I could for em
With a coupla 12s off in my trunk
And let 1 of you boys get besides yall self's and get swole up like the mumps, see
Back then couldn't tell me nothing
or damn walk em down (Pow)
Walking like tyler terry walking like I'm homeless (Walk)
No drive by ain't lie lil niggas walk up on you (Yeah)
I need a break
bitches i just want pussy
I just want money, ain't nothing funny
Y'all niggas keep laughing chopper gone dump
We gone tell'em
When it come to that walk
don't never let 'em speak, please
Drip by my walk, swag when I talk
Who's at the door, know they better knock
I be fly like a bird but them boys boutta'
off in da party and im bout da get loose dey hollin soulja boy tell'em gon hit Dat 1,2
Chorus 2x:
Ahhhh yuh snap and roll yuh snap and roll yuh
It's ya boy, David Banner
I'ma see if I can bring the gangsta walk back
Memphis, Mississipi, everybody from the South
Let's walk!
Gon' gangsta walk
He looks like a DUMBFOUNDED banana
So now I'm stepping up to him
And just BUST A RHYME
Saying I'm a DOCTOR slash SOULJA
BOY who has no time
And that
know it
Wanna bring it you ain't ready for it
No right now what's ya tell em go get boy
And lights out
And nigga I ain't playing with ya
Come any
rock, jig, crank, lean that to the left
Soulja Boy Tell 'Em, rubberbands still on my neck
(Hey!) Watch me jig this here
(Hey!) Watch me walk it out
(Hey!)
You know lust got them hits right?
This sound like another Super Bowl
It's the Philly thing
Bird gang
Eagles Nation, what up
Yeah, what we tell them
Soulja Boy Tell em
(I gotcha)
Yeah, Justin Bieber
(That's me)
She's a rich girl
(She's a rich girl, rich girl)
Yeah
She's a rich girl
Buying all
know it
Wanna bring it you ain't ready for it
No right now what's ya tell em go get boy
And lights out
And nigga I ain't playing with ya
Come any
the rules in my hood
If you touch me you get murked
We ain't with that back and forth, it ain't no rap, we hittin' first
G-5, we be at LIV by Sunday when
the dirty south
What we really worried about x2
[soulja slim]
(peep this shit) I know you heard about this nigga from the 3rd
Raw, then a uncut bird with bad
crazy like Bellevue
What they tell you? (Leave that boy alone) Leave that boy alone
Like Home Alone (Yeah), fuck a skull and bone
Arrest the president,
looking good and it match wit the piece
Errbody wanna know what's that on the boy teeth
Ear lobes on hang, eight karats outta tell
It cost a baller 100 g's
ain't wanna look out for my children
Matter fact, I'm back, I been gettin' stats
Don't fuck with 'em, tell 'em let's do it
Turn boys to men, I'ma get
Doll then, Soulja Boy Tell 'Em we got one
No, I can't fit it in my pocket
Got a quarter million cash, I can't fit it in my pocket
Me and Asian Doll
But I got no chill
Gotta stay on em
Niggas aint know boy you gotta stay on em
Said I got no chill
Why do em like that said that you was gone thought
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