Lyrics:
was tryna be calm
But uh, that chopper rock, put his head in his arms
And man, I tried talk to 'em, I tried talk to 'em
Hit 'em up, hit 'em up
I
brudda caught a case
I'll see em by July
Yea
I'm waisting it down
Still don't know when I come down
Say she wanted love
I'm in love with my life
Boy I
time, don't get your whole show cancelled
Everythang gotta do get tuned in, tell 'em hoes I'm on now
This whip might do 'bout 200, tell 'em hoes I'm gone
come down
Catch a contact homie watch as I take hits
Show me who you know that take nigga vap hits
Everybody grows let me know if you need some
Tell
(Why?!)
There he goes, right there with his toy souljas
I'm all by myself, let's git dis ova
Dogg down on the whole crowd, don't nobody move
Where my
that's sealed
A bag of gelato and a bag of pills
I got two pints in a book bag
I ain't pay for 'em, you know I took that
White boy try and show me he got
(ISSA W!LEYS WORLD)
(Yeah)
Hush be cranking that iron he a Soulja Boy
07 was You'ing all over boys
Was down and bad bitch I ain't broke no more
the colorss fool, I'm in the streets for real
I'm giggin' on these hoes, do 'em like dominos
I slam 'em on they back, and tell 'em, vámonos
I wanna rock
the colorss fool, I'm in the streets for real
I'm giggin' on these hoes, do 'em like dominos
I slam 'em on they back, and tell 'em, vamanos
I wanna rock
convicted a felon I woke up
Accept em father has save me Im momma lil baby thats crazy
I see death I see life I see wrong I see right
I see hood I see God
servin da fiends,
Got dat burner in my jeans.
I'll blow by any means,
Man it get mean.
It was times I aint eat,
Everythang aint what it seem.
Had to make
Noboul settin precedents
Stackin all these presidents
These ones stuck in my pocket
Man I turn em all to Benjamin's
Soulja 8 I represent
My people
going down boy too bad fuck ya, sorry for ya
Listen let's not to get shook, but I ain't the one to come lookin'
Cause all I can tell the police is, I am
man
I never plan to change
Burning Buddha got that
Buddha on my chain
Heard my shooter gotta
Judas in his aim
Tie'em by a noose
We gone let'em hang
Yea
now
Fuck Soulja Boy
Dog I heard that shit at Ice T's house
My Gucci bring them Mice's out
Like Gucci I'm so Icy now
I tat my hood all on my arm
Don't
[Mannie]
Wha wha wha nigga nigga
I put piss stains on private planes cause its my jet nigga
Money ain't shit cause my rottweilers drink moet
na my song den dey play
Oya tell em tell em tell em that me Pepperhyno is the new dancehall king
Make you tell em tell em tell em I be the boy with
nothing
You niggas hoes you bitches sweeter than some honeybuns
That nigga hiding like his bitch I put em on the run
I appreciate everythang my desire
I did to em' choppa style gon' and put a cig to em'and you know how I know O silly cause I did all that shit with my babymama with me...
[Lil Wayne:]
(Soulja Boy Tell 'Em) soulja Boy on the beat
Yasss bish, yasss, yasss bish, yasss
Yasss bish, yasss, yasss bish, yasss
Yasss bish, yasss, yasss
Pistol totin Nigga, head bussing
Like madden send a blitz, he dot that door then I'm gone rush em
I put like 50 All up in his system, heard them
Tell em free my nigga out the slammer
Black and white whips
Designer on kicks
Got me feeling like a panda
Put a dot on his legs
Can't stand up
All
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
your woo game won't work think
You a soulja I'm a put him on a camoflauge shirt
Berg, Weezy, look what I did to 'em choppa style
Gon' and put a cig
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