Lyrics:
Me and Scooter ain't twins but we got twin choppers
I Waka Flocka Flame a nigga hit em with the yapa
I'm a street nigga, never be a partner
off for me
Then she gon' text her best friend like "Girl he got some good dick and money"
Her friend hit her back like "I know that already, that
tell yah, I don't need no favors
(Damn, Soulja Boy stunt on them haters)
And my resolution for New Years is nigga we made it!
You don't know how long I
gotta beat 'em stupid
Only got forty-one seconds just to give a nigga shit
Every second bitch I gotta use it
Some wet a nigga bluer and I cannot
Grab
I tell em be modest (Yo I try to be modest)
I tell em be modest (Man I tell em be modest)
But they like "Fuck that. Been getting my dollas
Bitch I
feel like she can press me for some money
I beat her out dat neck n dropped dis c*ck down in her stomach
she locked down n Itz funny
I told her tell
that rental back
Couple hundred, tint it black
Tryna make a mil in it
I'ma let 'em shuffle when I cut it
Got to deal with it when I got it
Put my homies
Ma$e, remix with the Codeine
Served K-roll to a lame ho, he gon' OD
Big worm, I'ma stand firm if you owe me
Yeah, it's smoke like it's smokin' no
blow, tell 'em where my homies at
Push on that pack tell 'em niggas I'll be back
I got a green broke down for some else to grab
A bitch in school,
soda, my lil’ soulja, knock ‘em over, get ‘em right
Told my nigga all the time, if I got it, you got it fasho’
Late at night we pop out, we don’t fight we
fuckin' with the right one, soulja fo life one
ain't no mothafucka like em
where he at, show em to me
and I'm gonna strike em and bite em
and swallow em
MUST BE PLAYIN',BOY BOY BOY YOU MUST BE PLAYIN'/
BOY YOU MUST BE PLAYIN' 'CAUSE YOU COULDN'T BE THAT SERIOUS/
[OUTRO]:
YOU KNOW IM SERIOUS/
WHEN I TELL
up niggas
Let 'em all in, bet 'em all in
Put me in the jungle, I get us all minks
Don't play with my wave
Know what, let 'em all sink
I don't
Soulja, Soulja, Soulja, yeah, yeah, ayy, yeah, yeah
They say I should make a change, what the fuck you think I'm doin'
I got up out that maze, I
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
told me, "It's a feeling they'll ever know"
I pack up all my sins in every L that I blow
And let 'em go, let 'em go, let 'em go, let 'em go
In
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,
to me,
Terror squad and the bu ain't sayin' nothin'
I be spendin' euros by the pound I'm talkin' London
If it ain't about some millions boy you ain't
made some eggs
For your bae in my bed
I have things but not success
I got steaks and overheads
Closed mouths don't get fed
Boy, you tired, go to bed
don't drop the bomb on me
Drop the bomb on 'em
I don't want no doggone beef, see
Ain't no reason to sic the dogs on me
Boy, I'm the real McCoy, you
Old-school cars be trailblazin' like Portland
The girls are the best like Travis with fat asses
I call 'em "gimme girls," they always tell me I can have it
to Tokyo
Got a sushi roll same second I land
I’m in Japan
Stacking my bands
Yen in my hands
They come by the grand
Copped me some drip
Bape for the fit
Spent
been blowing up spots
I got Hood ass homies
Been toting the glocks
And they gone shoot 'til I tell em to stop
Bitch, I been a Hot Boy so the
Cold don't fect me
I
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