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Tell me who realer 
I can't put no trust in shawty 
Because I don't feel her 
I told the boy to run up 
Nah 
I don't fear none 

I'm coming for

hit with that Draco (bah-bah)
Soulja Boy or that Aubrey Graham (Aubrey Graham)
No one be playin', haan
She howl at the moon, I be barkin' (haan)
I

No Dick at All

E-40

Bang or Ball

2001

at all
She said she rather lick 'em click and balls

Now tell me what I gotta do to get the kick?
Without the bullshit like a dick is for bittin
What

Turn My Swag On

Soulja Boy

Westwood: The Big Dawg Is Back!!!

2010

nine years old I put it in my head I'ma die for this gold (Soulja boy tell 'em)

Hopped up out the bed turn my swag on
Took a look in the mirror said

dat bag
Won't show no love no hugs
No fuccs I want da bands
Off the shoulder Soulja
Blood all in my fam

I won't live like last year
Man dat shit was

down the road
Right by the ocean
I got bitches (swag) on my toes (Dre)
(Pretty boy swag) Pretty boy swagging on
You fucking hoes (I do this)
This one for

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

told em all
To make moves
I showed them
All the values
And how to handle a blue
With out getting loose
And caught by the blues
It’s that 92
From that 90

give 'em a chance (Boys will be boys)


Boys start out as boys but they turn into men
and they don't give you a timetable that's gonna tell you when

Can't Leave 'Em Alone

50 Cent

Can't Leave 'Em Alone [Ringle]

2007

'Cause I am what he wants his girl and I love it

I can't leave 'em alone
I tried that good boy game
But the dope boy's turning me on
It's just that

Can't Leave 'Em Alone

50 Cent

The Evolution

2006

'Cause I am what he wants his girl and I love it

I can't leave 'em alone
I tried that good boy game
But the dope boy's turning me on
It's just that

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

dis my everythang and
I could put that up on heaven's gates
Sit that pretty ass upon this handsome face
It's handsome right
Witcho kitty appetite
Had yo

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

On the Run

C-Murder

Life or Death

1998

Know what 
I'm saying for the 19 9nickel and three mothafucking pennies 
Shit's getting real 
[Soulja Slim] 
Its the glock born shooter so respect

, bye)
(I ain't thinking 'bout you)

Middle fingers up, put them hands high
Wave it in his face, tell him, boy, bye (Sorry)
Tell him, boy, bye (Sorry)

it

I can't leave 'em alone
I tried that good boy game
But the dope boy's turning me on
It's just that he know what I want
So bad, I love that, I can't

make em put her in them cuffs
Why? Cause ive had enough of that broad
She won't learn her lesson until she
End up in the cop car
Yeah but I don’t want

Watch Dem Haters

Beelow

Ballaholic

2000

niggas that you know that's trying to do you in
I find myself busting at my own friends
Bitch made nigga with a smile on his face
"You my boy", "That's my

and this my year
Na this my mellineum i got em
Soulja Boy Tell Em' That the name on my colladids 
i sit back if a nigga disrespect 
then he diseased RIP
rest

don't get em hit

Gucci ain't Gucci dropped his ass that's my face lift
You gonna wake up in the sky I go ape shit
White boy wasted 1017 shots
Jamaica

Light another blunt and wipe the blood out my eyes
Living fast and past young like we rushin to die
I lost some souljas to the trenches really

of baddies and let em flip
Oh my
I was rolling with woes and
Hoes in plight
I met a gypsy then she hit me
Star 6-9
Put me on the Gnosis
That could Stimulate my

this wrist
Pour up in a drank of fruit Fanta
Young nigga from Savanna
But you know that I fuck with Atlanta
Gucci Mane, I'm the Savanna Santa
Put you