Lyrics:
a fetus
Na I don't need your rap bars on my remix
Turn Soulja Boy tell ’em
Into Soulja Boy teethless
Ask about the kid, JID, older boys preaching
Teaching
it (go off)
Hey, I went white Air Force Ones with the Louis (they Virgil)
Tell the business, you fumbled, you blew it (you dirty)
Bro ain't do it,
on and on
And throughout the globe
Its nothing but fiction
Fairy tells Covid19 spell descriptions uh uh
Please picture the night when God was silent
Picture this prison
friend tell you you right I
Bet I get her real easy
Like bitch, you know who im is
Now what it is mac maine holla at em
Ratatat tat tat tat on you dog
she ride too)
Yeeah
(can I tell you what I might do)
Yeeah
(yeah) yeeah (yeah) yeeah
Hey girl do you like my ride
(yeah)
Tell your friend she hop inside
kids come to knock up on your door so
Let 'em in, let 'em in
Let 'em in (hey)
Not a day goes by
When I ain't gettin' high, they wonder
Why don't I
a call
I could Move through a room full of volters... NICE
And I still turn heads pultagice
Rock a cold chain
Neck full of Soulja ice
You young boys should
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
and you could tell
By the trail of the dead, that there was something in the popcorn
Hopped back in my cab destination midtown
Just to get up with some
don't know why
So I'ma have to let em know who you lil n***** owned by
U dance to my songs like a little cheerLeader
Now you want to be a rapper
But
it (go off)
Hey, I went white Air Force Ones with the Louis (they Virgil)
Tell the business, you fumbled, you blew it (you dirty)
Bro ain't do it,
hat
Gotta slimey potna he gone slime ya out and do it bad
Thinking it's no problem whole time I wanna do ya bad
Take a nigga hat tell em I said fuck em
lil' boy gone die
And I keep that strap on me, it's probably somewhere by my side
And I don't mean to test his luck but I know that he gone try
Yeah, hey
just to zip 'em up
Am I right?
(You right)
Baby that's what's up
I don't mean to be rude
But I like the way you move
Got your boy in the mood
just to zip 'em up
Am I right?
(You right)
Baby that's what's up
I don't mean to be rude
But I like the way you move
Got your boy in the mood
at a holla at a playa
Remix Baby
Jae Millz
You can go and tell them other boys not to bother
Its the remix and I'm back with Dr. Carter (what it is)
We
dope, you can snort it
Work in the pot, I can make you do aerobics (tell 'em)
I'm haterphobic ('phobic), they mad 'cause I'm winning (winning)
They
dope, you can snort it
Work in the pot, I can make you do aerobics (tell 'em)
I'm haterphobic ('phobic), they mad 'cause I'm winning (winning)
They
something good
But I shoulda had another mechanic under my hood
If you see me walking by you, boy, don't you even speak
Pretend you on the sofa and I'm
the rot
Okay okay Soulja boy tell em Soulja boy tell em
Whats going on today mayne
How could he be selling cause he could snap and the beat is real heavy
a bird, it's a plane
No dats big Swish
What I meant is
I feel like Superman, Soulja Boy Tell'em
I just hopped up out the bed
Lookin like Clark Kent
Please
up, Mr. Lover
Like Prince said you're a sexy motha well-a
I like 'em real wild, b-boy style by the mile
Smooth black skin with a smile
Bright
Packin our bags stack 'em all in the vans
Money propelin like home ceiling fans
Keepin us cool in this hell that we in
She looks better in person
Soulja Boy Tell 'Em
Baby, you know that I miss you, I wanna get with you tonight
But I cannot, baby girl, and that's the issue
Girl, you know
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