Lyrics:
on the regular
Soulja Boy tell em ahead of you
Get plenty of cash and revenue who
Walk inside the club
Man I’m getting head inside that bathroom
Soulja Boy tell em
like an asian
and my swag onnn,and im ridin chrome
and i turned my swag on and i told yo girl
kiss me thru the damn phone
Now im getting my shine
think of me when you think
Of jay-z think of kiss
Fif' or Em when you think
Of them think of this
I'm ma bout to go pick
Up this little stinky bitch
motherfuckin' camel
Never gave a fuck
Bitch I'm Soulja Boy tell 'em
And I tote that automatic that
Will bust yo cerebellum and I freestyle
Versace, Versace
2012,
night, making it damn rain
Splash, cash yeah it's me
Yellow diamond shawty, 100 for a key
Soulja Boy tell 'em, I might charge a fee
Walking through
we the best
And I'm down in Miami
Ridin' in the phantom
Somewhere by south beach
Soulja boy tell em
Got a million dollar mouth piece
On my dog
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
like soulja boy tell em and they parents they can't see it they blind they wonder why they kids talking bout soulja boy all the time(all the time) they
Do it like that.
[Mac]
Ya heard me.
[Soulja Slim]
Do it.
[Chorus]
Can I ball y'all or do they want
through
All the bullshit had
Made a humbled me
I remember them
Days when niggas was
Hiding in them trees
We would anything
Not to get caught up
By any
some time to cool it on my own
Cool it on my own
Told her kiss me through the phone
Super soak a soulja girl
I had to go and crank that ho
I switched my
spinnin'
They thought the Ferrari was rented
I'm ridin my windows ain't tinted
It's Soulja Boy Tell 'Em im gettin it
Molly in my pocket, taking off like
Soulja Boy Tell'em with a brand new mac eleven
N***a try me man I'm rockin' gucci sweaters
Louis on my head BLVD is getting money
N***az hatin' on me
Would you read us a bedtime story?
Passed me the pistol
Bam, I look through the door
I see like three, four niggas
Conductor, Conductor, Conductor
remember I was a water boy
No wakin up n smellin roses we smelt gun smoke
Smoked em like piff we light yo ass up wen our guns blow
You Hea me talk in slangs
I'm-I'm-I'm connected everywhere (that's the homie)
Everywhere I go all of the people know my name
It's ya big homie Snoopy, just tell 'em you with me
I
shawty
All I know is you the one nene
No cap, you a snack in a bowl baby
I'd choose you if you had a clone baby
I'm ya Soulja Boy, kiss me thru the phone
Motherfucker you can blame it on
Superman
Fuck Batman and Robin
Bring that Batmobile through Compton
Nigga, we'll rob em
Escalade armored trucks
Motherfucker you can blame it on
Superman
Fuck Batman and Robin
Bring that Batmobile through Compton
Nigga, we'll rob em
Escalade armored trucks
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
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
I dedicate this song
To everybody
Who's felt pain
Deep pain
Oooo, tell me
Oooo, oooo, yeah
Oooo, tell me
Oooo, oooo, yeah
Ayo, Empress
Make 'em
some "Bro, can you get me on the guest list?" bad boys
And then they wanna get up in your club and start flexing bad boys
Give me the crown, man, I
by Kiki
She gon' give me 'nini, ayy, 'til I'm weak-weak
I French kiss the money, she French kiss my wee-wee
Came through shittin' on 'em, jewelry
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