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, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
It's a green light (DrumWork shit)
They shoot up everything, it's a green light
(Brrt)

The young boys runnin' down, nigga,

Whippin and roll, hope in and I tell em I told you
Whippin the coke and no cola
All of these niggas I knowla
My squad we taking shit over
Soulja, hey hey

squeeze, lemon squeeze
Lemon squeeze, lemon squeeze
Don't tell my niggas stay safe, tell 'em to stay dangerous 
Auntie hit that stem, almost fainted

Shoppin' Spree

Yo Gotti

Heroine Bars

2008

just to make my rims spin
Half a million dollars spent on the house I live in
Even more spent on the seat I sit my ass in
Soulja boy tell em a.k.a

(DJ on the beat, so it's a banger)

They call that boy HitMan (huh?), mission complete
He runnin' up, hittin' his target (boom, boom, boom, boom

something just tell me [x3:] (I'll do it)
Just hit me up on my cell [x3:] (I'll do it)

[Verse 1:]
Soulja boy tell em'. Im on the phone wit lil momma got me

Lil Boyz

Juvenile

Tha G-Code

1999

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

that's me, yep (ay)
Yep that's me, yep (ay)
Yep that's me
Soulja Boy Tell 'em
Yep that's me
Swish, swish, swish, swish

They be like "who that is?"
Pulling

'em burn nigga, we let 'em burn nigga
(All these niggas want be hot boys) We let 'em burn nigga
We let 'em burn nigga, we let 'em burn nigga
(All these

Let 'Em Burn

The Hot Boys

Let 'Em Burn

2003

'em burn nigga, we let 'em burn nigga
(All these niggas want be hot boys) We let 'em burn nigga
We let 'em burn nigga, we let 'em burn nigga
(All these

niggas be faker than wrestling
I put that boy on a stretcher, ayy, ayy (boom)
Uh, I'm applying pressure
Big Draco and me nigga, I'll snatch your

Beat Biters

Missy Elliott

Da Real World

1999

(tell 'em)
I'm sick of y'all fake Timbaland beat bitin', you know what I'm sayin'
I'ma bring it to y'all like this

By all means necessary
You might

Marco Polo

Bow Wow

Total Club Hits, Vol. 2

2008

Trick

Soulja Boy Tell 'Em
(Yeah, and the boy Bow Wow in the building, haha)
My swag to official, man
(Ayy, Soulja my swag too, man)
Y'all

Gucci Bandanna

Soulja Boy

The Mini Album

2009

Soulja Boy Tell 'Em

(Ey) Gucci bandanna, Gucci, Gucci bandanna
(Ey) Gucci bandanna, Gucci, Gucci bandanna
(Ey) Gucci bandanna, Gucci, Gucci

Shinra Tensei bitch you feeling my pain
My boy a Soulja hit you with that Drake
Put that chrome to his dome and then split up his brain
Pull up to yo block

Trick

Soulja Boy Tell 'Em
(Yeah, and the boy Bow Wow in the building, haha)
My swag to official, man
(Ayy, Soulja my swag too, man)
Y'all

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

leave em smellin like septic tanks
Bitch You ackin like a hoe you must wan be my la sneaky link 
Lemme tell you sum yon don’t wan go to war w a soulja
Im

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

Boy, we get 'em gone, just by the low (ho, huh?)
'Fore the fame, I was fuckin' them hoes (huh, Foo, Foo, what?)
I was robbin' all them boys with

to God and tell
You "Have a blessed day" (Boom boom boom)
Let's make a toast, pop a cork on a fresh Ace
I ascended to the top at
A Kamikaze fighter jet

it and glock and um cocking it gettin hot by da minute.
Soulja boy tell em I?m all about cheddar folk icey
new chevy same color as antelope.
I?m sick

Absolutely, and they become part
Of the process"
Brrt! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! (Ayo)
Brrt! Brrt! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Ayo MAC in

bullets flushed em
That nigga died? His mama cried? Well tell that bitch that I said fuck her,
(You stupid mother fucker)
Knew that you ain't love em
Let em