Lyrics:
pouring out your hair
Nigga, any-fucking-time, nigga, any-fucking-where
"Make 'em bleed" is the motto that I live by
If you fuck with me, it's a must,
pouring out your hair
Nigga, any-fucking-time, nigga, any-fucking-where
"Make 'em bleed" is the motto that I live by
If you fuck with me, it's a must,
Put it on God, put it on me
Watch 'em go switch up in front of the bitches
And then get to lie on his homies that died
Boy, that shit scandalous, I
Nah Shootout Ayye, Nah Shootout Ayyee,
Nah Shootout Ayyee, Nah Shootout Ayyee
(Soulja Boy Tell Em)
[Verse 1:]
Its time to do my dance, pullin up my
just come home my shit ain't going right
Everybody branching off doing they thang
Some of 'em in the studio and some of 'em they slang
that's how it go I
use
I'm running circles around 'em on a loop and I go stupid with it
I'm too committed
And I need that girl to tell me I'm cupid with it
Man, I'm too
Tell 'em this ain't that, and that ain't this
With a flick of my wrist, uh, huh, yuh (uhh)
Cutthroat, cutthroat, cutthroat (uh, bitch, bitch)
They
Gangbangin', crack slangin', not given' a fuck
Two strikes in my life, a nigga fed up
Mama said don't let up, and baby boy keep your head up
CHORUS (2X)
locking it
Give it up, give it up, g-g-give it up
Them cops on put and they came to town
Y'all boys betta put 'em up, put 'em up, what?
Put 'em up,
spray
Get em
Boy there he go
Get em
Boy there he go
Get em
Blocka blocka blocka blocka
Boy there he go
Get em
Boy there he go
Get em
Boy
blew
Five shots changed my whole life, throats were slit
Niggas die by my orders when I wrote this shit
Though we go back like wild knights at Latin
cause it's goin' down
You see the DB's tell em' Wacko lookin' for em'
I got some dro, I got some change, I got some pussy for em'
If they ask you where
cause it's goin' down
You see the DB's tell em' Wacko lookin' for em'
I got some dro, I got some change, I got some pussy for em'
If they ask you where
a gun to my head I laughed n smiled for real I told em to do it
Moving the money tonight but after I'm done wit that we gone go through it
Lil bro asked
wit dr. dres focus
White lotus same color suntan lotion
Half a pound of purp got the boy steady smokin, two days go and the boy still rollin
Half
on my head,
Bitch I pull that fuckin chopper and they scramble like eggs.
Soulja Boy tell em that this shit is historical,
All the newspapers put this in
to the old me
Sugar coated no koolaid
Whats my name know its too late
Why he drop it got that new you
Im like soulja boy hit em with the you
Rockaway
Now
boys, I hit every block
Checked every rehab, hit every dope spot
I came up wit nuthin
Then I heard somethin
On the radio, I go to V.L. 'cause they be
I'm a Soulja Livin' Tru, you got the same energy
Huh, tell me, nigga, is you feeling me
Been getting 50 for them 30's up in Tennessee
Sold so much
em
My eyes red in the studio this XO got me rockin'
In paradise like Coolio man gangsta shit been poppin'
But ya'll Soulja Boy frauds that bitches out
drugs you took
Stuck in a nook
Forced to do it by the book
Even though I'm a rook
Here lemme tell ya a tale
You in jail gettin railed
A piece of rail
Boy, I'm Superman
Hahahahahaha
Just Blaze!
I ain't no muthafuckin' Soulja Boy, I'm Superman
Haha
Up, up and away!
Boy, I'm Superman
Hahahahahaha
Just Blaze!
I ain't no muthafuckin' Soulja Boy, I'm Superman
Haha
Up, up and away!
me yea she dish it well
Besitos but I don't kiss and tell
Head to toes I got her gripping nails
Imma bring the hammer man I bet we'll build
Bar
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