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wanna do
This time, this time, this time, this time
Baby, come tell me what you wanna do (Uh)
My lil' slime (Yeah, let's go, let's go)

Feel like Soulja

wanna do
This time, this time, this time, this time
Baby, come tell me what you wanna do (Uh)
My lil' slime (Yeah, let's go, let's go)

Feel like Soulja

Yo, Yo... what was i....?

Ladies pukin' when they see me, 9 out of 10 women
But the one freak who about it, I put my thing in 'em
X 3

Ladies puking

block like a wishin well
Uh 

I don't kiss and tell 
But ya last nigga kiss and told 
Ima Soulja just so you know 
And I got Hella material with plenty

a freak 
Shit I need me a lot 
Cause one ain't enough 
I get around like pac 
562 209 
You can guess the last 4 
Big Soulja boy shit baby
Kiss me through

and despise me, so I let 'em
See, the answer to show niggas better than you can tell 'em
You've had to deal with a lot of real-life drama
What do you say

My mama told me never ever trust one, bust one and break 'em
Be about your paper nigga take it
Everyday's a hustle, got these haters at my neck

but I feel I gained more
Headaches but you tell me let it go
And I feel I don't know where I'ma go
If I'm on the right track let me know

Start off by

way 
Round in circles I'd go 
Longing to tell you 
But afraid and shy 
I'd let my golden chances 
Pass me by 
Soon you'd leave me 
Off you would go 
In

he taking a nap
Better hit my phone while this shit coming hot
We lamp on your house we ain't here to come counsel
Got two real souljas with me

bruh
The way I'm sitting cozy on the beat like its a sofa
I spit the facts real watch me tellem like I’m soulja boy
I hit the track with conviction

with u
When you not around me I miss you
Facetimeing through the phone I wanna kiss you
We got these haters sick get em ah tissue
And girl I lose control

a big fan
Pockets on Vin Diesel, pockets on Riff Raff
Niggas faker than witch-craft
I split a Nigga in half
These lil boys they look up to me
I put the G

Cutlass

Exodus

Top 5 Dead or Alive

2015

can't tell me nothing
I hopped in the Cutlass
I hopped out a bucket
I pop like I pulled out my weight in some luggage
These hoes steady buggin'
My phone

you know I miss you wont you kiss me thru the phone
Girl you know I miss you won't you hit  me on that

On that FaceTime hit me on that FaceTime
On that

stop it

Who it be, the boy slick P
Clean muscle car runnin' wit da big feet
Blowin' my smoke, throwin' up the fo's
You can tell by da gear that

White Girl

Young Jeezy

Drank Epidemic, Vol. 7

2007

stop it

Who it be, the boy slick P
Clean muscle car runnin' wit da big feet
Blowin' my smoke, throwin' up the fo's
You can tell by da gear that

woah
I told em don't get in my way
Hope you had fun yo times up
These niggas suck
Who signed em
Drop one verse and I took off
Soulja boy on donda
They

the boys dawg they tryna pull you over
A tell em my name Elroy Jefferson
Fuck dem niggas for real
We out dawg i gotta go
The muthafucka boys tryna sweat

tell that it won't be pretty
And I'm really scared of em, he's already hit me
He touches me places I don't like it
And I ain't talking bout a hug

dome since the flip phones (pow)
My ice rocky, nice jocky
So much maple leaf money
Niggas think I'm playing ice hockey
I'm that fly type
Move through

on your own
Ain't nobody fuckin' with me, you can tell by the tone
Gotta lotta women waitin' by they phone all alone
But I'm here for ya
When I get

for a minute?
Yeah, sure, I’ve been waiting for your call
Yeah, I been going through some shit lately
Tell me about it

Aye like I gotta talk to em on this one gotta make em' feel you Lue aye pass me that right There yea it's like I had so much to say and like nobody