Lyrics:
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
Soulja Boy tell 'em!
Hopped up out the bed,
Turn my swag on,
Took a look in the mirror said what's up
Yeah I'm getting money (oh)
Yeah I'm
Back to back I got my shawty’s asking where I’m at
Plug just hit me up like boy you got them goddam slaps
I got all my souljas in the building yeah
hand it off through the window
clready know I gotta stretch my work it might be a minute till I reload
Ima a Soulja Boy got k's in the couch I chill
on the cashier
Ay I need my credit like soulja boy
They copying my songs bar for bar
Abusing drugs my pain avoid it
You pop pills to look cool do that shit for
the only ones that Know so don't tell me watch my Mouth
Nighas dropped the addy a year ago
And i still go by the house I done Learned his route know errnody
on eBay
Get word to the DJ, tell 'em Staten Island's
In the house, put the record on replay
Yo, it's Tone in the building (the teams in
, tell em, tell em, what
Tell em, tell em, tell em, yeah
Tell em, tell em, tell em
By my side I always knew, there'd be someone like you
Who would see me
, kneelin', by a grave in an old cemetery.
I stopped my car and walked over to where the little boy was kneelin' down. And
he smiled up at me and said,
couldn't buy 'em with just a dime
Well, the little fellow's story kind a touched my heart
So I told the lady to give him what he wanted and charge it to me
charged her a stack for it
Got it by the bag get a whole or a half for it
Soulja to the scale so they get what they ask for it
Imported cocaine but I don't
a nigga life, boy of them crackers is the enemy
Getting money too easy, taking pictures for the memories
Tell me if it's beef, cause I can't pretend
Tell
enemies
A lil' skinny nigga made it to the big times
No Limit Soldier still chased by the one time
I feel like it's, it's us against the world
Cuz every
my head low
I don't drink im getting high was barely getting by
Tell'em all this new shit finna pop my old shit still a vibe
Killer in the streets, he
days and years past when you add it up that's life boy
My young nigga said Josh I ain't you ion work for these white folk
Big Soulja got the Draco I got
to kill two birds with one stone
I just grab two birds now one gone
I supply it well that's my clientele
I fire shell if any of my client tell
Well they say
Anime drop top, I look like Inuyasha.
Yo, back on the track, it's the anime master.
Holes on my dick, Cowboy Bebop when I'm blastin.
Soulja boy tell'em
thousand
Tell em that I need it like pronto
Tell em that I need it like pronto
Tell em that I need all my guapo
Tell em that I need all my guapo
Tell em that
or they out here cruising
Its a cold world, the Fuck You thought Boy
100 Degrees, My Temperature Say Ima Hot Boy
You Think You Hot Boy, The Fuck You Not boy
night keep it blazing
Yeah boy that is what they say
Turn it up like my birthday
Yeahboy that is what they say
Turn it up like my birthday
Shine
so I can bend it over
Fuck the pigs yeah everything is kosher
I just hit up Jkidd, said he up in Dover
Had to tell my boy safety
Gotta keep one eye
get it while these haters just talk
(Still breaking boys off, hmm) Gotta do it for the north
Gotta do it for my hustlers in the south
(Still breaking
Soulja Boy tell 'em
[Chorus]
Her booty got swag, her booty got swag [2X]
Now dip it down, den roll with it [2X]
Her booty so big I can hang my chain
that had to mean to something
So lawd when we do it
Please don’t tell us nothing
Cause we gone load em up
And we gone find out where they at
We gone find
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