Lyrics:
let me work it/ I put by thing down flip it and reverse it/It???s your fremme neppa venette/It???s your fremme neppa venette???
Soulja Boy ???
My team so cop bitch ion need no fuckin substitutes
Don’t need no shooter Ima soulja Yk I’m gon shoot
She love da way I pop my shit she love my dickie
the rapper niggaz are clappin up anotha tell ev-a-ry one
Misery loves company so we done with thee
Enemy where he be energy sendin me the route
My
and you ain't writing shit if I ain't read it, I'm high as ever
Bitches tell me stick em like they're diabetics and my flow's cold, they call it cryogenic
[Soulja Boy]
Soulja Boy Tell 'Em, This the remix
V.I.C. You already know what it is man
It's ya folk Soulja Boy Tell 'Em
Checkin' in everything
Bingo
Bingo
Bingo
Bingo
Bingo
Bingo
Bingo
Ah,
It's Gucci, Soulja,
It's Gucci, Soulja Boy Tell Em'
It's Gucci
Burr burr
Pass by in my
something just tell me [x3:] (I'll do it)
Just hit me up on my cell [x3:] (I'll do it)
[Verse 1:]
Soulja boy tell em'. Im on the phone wit lil momma got me
by Odell Beckham
He got regular pringles
Well go and let em
On my Trigga; Animal
Drax facts
Look em up
Haters is snowglobes yea
I shook em up
And I
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 are selective bad boys
Some "we just wanna be accepted" bad boys
Some big whips but no electric bad boys
Think they're bad 'cause of Narcos
Na
red lights
Tell me stop cause I'm killin em
Got chains like a millions
Lames they not feelin em
But tell em keep hatin
Praying on my downfall, tell em
Hopping in my ride and tell them this is what I do
Whip N Drive Whip N Drive Whip N Drive (Adlib)
Whip N Drive Whip N Drive Whip N Drive (Ad-lib)
Whip N
sitting till I die
Hopping in my ride and tell them this is what I do
Whip N Drive Whip N Drive Whip N Drive (Adlib)
Whip N Drive Whip N Drive Whip N Drive
and im goin fuck you up
If he ain't a soulja then that boy ain't one of my kind
Smoking good green popeye make the glock fire
This a good thing my time
love to soulja hate, ya heard me
I beat the game and balled in '98, ya heard me
You like the Benz, then fuck it, I navigate, ya heard me
You lay down
cleo
I'm not going back and forth bout my people
Aye tell all my bruddas I love em
I wouldn't trade they life in for nothing
I'm tryna make a way for my
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
my lil' soulja there
Bitch, it's over, I thought I told you that
Ayy, you too messy, why you posting that?
I can really tell them boys to spin that
raps
I don't do this for my 'Gram
I don't do this for no bants
Why you tweeting me this shit?
You ain't fucking relevant
Someone tell 'em that I'm
runs it
Nigga my heart beat slow & pump blood
Souljas been around wit before they had thugs
I'm gonna give it 2 ya raw I'm gon' tell it like it is
I'm
in my Air Force Ones
I like the all white high top strap with the gum bottom (big boy)
There's something about 'em that's dirty, that's why I got
I fucked her for free
And now you walk around like somehow you got one up on me
Nigga please, this your brother part
This nigga found Soulja Boy's
the whip we get up on em, so warn em
Fuck the broke boys, dope boys put ya wrist up
Trappin all day tryna go home and get my dick sucked
She don't got close
in my Air Force Ones
I like the all white high top strap with the gum bottom (big boy)
There's something about 'em that's dirty, that's why I got
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