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lackin’ Pistol packin’, we gon’ hit between his arms wit’ a hammer Bakin’ soda, my lil’ soulja, knock ‘em over, get ‘em right Late at night we pop out, we
(Spread) Spread (Spread) (Dazi) Aye, Soulja, no boy Rarri's, them toys Foreigns, she gorgeous Money, of course Bust down my wrist I seen water, no flood All
Now break his legs, arms, neck (yea). [Chorus] (Soulja boy tell em) (S.O.D. money gang entertainment) (I present to you the show stoppas) (When
the safe ya'll Cappin more than Soulja Boy if was his day job A nigga be rappin with passion A horrid assassin I leave the beats ravaged Than eat like
youngin' in my other room, fuckin up my sheets She tell 'em boy don't grab my hair because you're fuckin up my weave I got a hundred bottles Ciroc boy All
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
hand Go and get me some, break 'em off with my pump I gots to come through and I gots to get dumb Boys steady swerving Picking 'em up at Sterling Gots
hand Go and get me some, break 'em off with my pump I gots to come through and I gots to get dumb Boys steady swerving Picking 'em up at Sterling Gots
like my Netflix loaded (Get em') Telling your boss brick city boys is fire Never mind Half of y'all be talking through the wire Media slandered me So
they ass so much, we dig 'em up and tell 'em, "Die again" I can hit the club all by myself long as the strap is in Niggas told me, all the rappers
IM JUST INTOXICATED BY YOU/ MY DICK COULD PLAY WALDO BUT LET IT FIND YOU/ AND LET IT HIDE IN A WARM WET CAVE / AND I WANA SCORE THE HOME RUN LIKE ITS
a fetus Na I don't need your rap bars on my remix Turn Soulja Boy tell ’em Into Soulja Boy teethless Ask about the kid, JID, older boys preaching Teaching
with She call me Superman, I'm on my Soulja shit (you) Boss Dogg, get 'em, I sick 'em and take 'em home West Coast bitch, I'm on my fuckin' throne
with She call me Superman, I'm on my Soulja shit (you) Boss Dogg, get 'em, I sick 'em and take 'em home West Coast bitch, I'm on my fuckin' throne
just tell me, I'll make em' true Business I'm make em' just plan it boo Cause my goal for you is to make you whole Make your life complete, make em' nice
you Kobe Rest in power singletary I too was dat ill lil boy in the hood afraid to bury my Demons but now they out huh I gotta face Christ matter
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
Surrounded by mummified bodies and shit Cemeteries errwhere All in my county I be sippin on it Brain be gone But it's like everything aight Hangin
speed under my driver seat diamonds spinnin Like my head after I dicoptined lucky I don't spend the rent Tell them folks to cut a check likes to get floss
feelin' paranoid Tell my mom I got a job but I'm sellin' boy I need the big bad Brabus with the roof rack I need the big bad Brabus with the roof rack Just
Cause the streets aint where it is, foreal (Rxnel Verse I) Face gated I aint gotta tell ‘em Who I is Drive-by’s, look We aint catching Ubers here Aye…
youngin' in my other room, fuckin up my sheets She tell 'em boy don't grab my hair because you're fuckin up my weave I got a hundred bottles Ciroc boy All
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 Hopped up out
city Bitch, I never ran my mouth City boy shit, yeah baby, I'm a soulja Got the block hot now we all going global It's that city boy
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