Lyrics:
[Soulja Boy:] Aye Rab mayne i just got back from the mall mayne guess what I got?
[A-Rab:] What you get Soulja Boy
[Soulja Boy:] Mayne I got me
Tell em free my nigga out the slammer
Black and white whips
Designer on kicks
Got me feeling like a panda
Put a dot on his legs
Can't stand up
All
I'll run a fade
I ain't nеver scared, no, I'm not afraid
Got some mothеrfuckers saying that I changed
Boy, I'd never switch
Know I'll stay the same
I'm
seen my own niggas Soulja hate (Fuck em' tho)
So I ain't laughin' wit no nigga keep my poker face (Fuck em' tho)
Yeah I'm on that shit like right now
Yeah (yeah), yeah
Draco
You know what the fuck goin' on (Soulja)
Look
I'm havin' bond money
We like to shoot it for fun, done it
My choppa
Drop Buckets Get Money Let's Go
These niggas playing they goin die bout it
That nigga fakin he ain't ride bout it
Turn them boys to ghetto angels he
[Trick]
I tellin ya boy I got them boys
Dog I be tryin to tell em
Verse 1: Trick Daddy, The Lost Tribe
You can't catch me boy
Don't upset
like I'm Soulja Boy
You better move
If I don't know ya boy
I need two
Just like I'm titty boy
I got the juice like Pac, prince of the city
I make em you
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
take down this number homie
[Chorus]
Everywhere I go all of the people know my name
It's ya big homie Snoopy, just tell 'em you with me
I got
Boy, I'm Superman
Hahahahahaha
Just Blaze!
I ain't no muthafuckin' Soulja Boy, I'm Superman
Haha
Up, up and away!
Boy, I'm Superman
Hahahahahaha
Just Blaze!
I ain't no muthafuckin' Soulja Boy, I'm Superman
Haha
Up, up and away!
(put 'em on your grave)
Niggas stay schemin', but they ain't ready to pop that (pop that)
Coke Boys move keys, where the locks at? (Coke Boys, baby)
(GTTC!)
Yeah, it's Southside, yeah (Soulja Boy Tell 'Em)
Got this new dance for y'all called the Soulja Boy
Hey, yeah, ahh
Aye, yeah (That's that
(yeah)
What up, Left Eye? (what up?), what up, Aaliyah? (what up?)
Yeah, TEC-9 close by, touch 'em up (yeah)
I shoot niggas in the mouth, boy, pucker up
Yeah, Soulja Boy, tell 'em
Damn, yeah, I done came with the McGlock (Woah)
In the party and it's gettin' hot (Yeah)
I just seen a opp thot, yeah,
(put 'em on your grave)
Niggas stay schemin', but they ain't ready to pop that (pop that)
Coke Boys move keys, where the locks at? (Coke Boys, baby)
this ain't no suit hoe
I got Pradas up under these, not no Timberland boots hoe
I'm sick dog and there ain't no antidote
Bust your motherfuckin' head
a play
Run to the money ain’t got time to pace
These be niggas tripping I’m quick on my feet
Ion want no features this shit ain’t for free
I’m with my OG
that paperwork
Put money on ya head, watch this paper work (I got 'em)
My shooter said I gotta pay him first
I told my shooter go and slay 'em first
Pussy nigga come bring me my paper
Cook a nigga no matter the flavor
Whip so fast got you signing a waiver
They ain't hating on me
Boy that jealousy
Boy
?
I'll tell you what's up, boy
Lookin' for the plug 'cause we ain't got enough, boy
So, what's up, boy?
I'll tell you what's up, boy
We gettin' money
look sweet like a lick
You ain't Baggin shìt
Da Last person who tried
It went bad for him
He got sent up
Like Jesus
Done asked for him
Word to Soulja
money superstar, where the f-ck is stunna at?
Damn?
[Soulja Boy]
I just got a new deal,
I aint talking pickle,
Im outside the cell,
while you boys just
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