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a sweat
Vicky Vallencour water on my neck
I'm a dog off the leash, I ain't nobody pet
Soulja Boy, all these stacks on deck
Pour a four in the soda that

'em burn nigga, we let 'em burn nigga
(All these niggas want be hot boys) We let 'em burn nigga
We let 'em burn nigga, we let 'em burn nigga
(All these

Let 'Em Burn

The Hot Boys

Let 'Em Burn

2003

'em burn nigga, we let 'em burn nigga
(All these niggas want be hot boys) We let 'em burn nigga
We let 'em burn nigga, we let 'em burn nigga
(All these

Hold Up

Bun B

Lyricist Lounge: Dirty States of America

2004

know it
Wanna bring it you ain't ready for it
No right now what's ya tell em go get boy
And lights out
And nigga I ain't playing with ya
Come any

Hold Up

LL Cool J

Brass Knuckles

2008

know it
Wanna bring it you ain't ready for it
No right now what's ya tell em go get boy
And lights out
And nigga I ain't playing with ya
Come any

Really

Yo Gotti

Blood Moon: Year of the Wolf

2014

Iggy
Who you think I give a fuck about, an enemy?
Think I give a fuck about the industry?
Pussy ass nigga better Google me
Boy, I really made a million

gettin' jewels
I tell em' big up, big up! It's a stick up
Stick up! I stick and move!

And that's how we do
So IU, grab the gat and let loose

Yo, rat tat

8 tracks and tape decks
25, but I'm straight fed
Got a old soul, I'm so throwed
So raw with this rap thing
Kay Slay, go tell 'em dawg
Niggas know I'm

Crush by the lite- (Victoriouz)
New shit, man
Tearin' the streets up
It's your boy Lil Durk tunin' in with DJ Victoriouz, man (my nigga Lil Durk)

Burn One Freestyle

Gucci Mane

Chicken Talk

2008

charged her a stack for it
Got it by the bag get a whole or a half for it
Soulja to the scale so they get what they ask for it
Imported cocaine but I don't

the 40 on it
Took the 40 off my hip put a 30 on it
Yeah this jewelry round my neck bout a birdie on it
Could tell by the shit you copped you ain’t heard

talking shit they didn't like, riding marble white
I might just break 'em off, when I come dripped out like Ike
I'm talking shoes by Huarache, shirts by

talking shit they didn't like, riding marble white
I might just break 'em off, when I come dripped out like Ike
I'm talking shoes by Huarache, shirts by

em
My eyes red in the studio this XO got me rockin'
In paradise like Coolio man gangsta shit been poppin'
But ya'll Soulja Boy frauds that bitches out

dancing
Watch me get the crowd hype
Stacks on deck
Tell me what that sound like
Flipping thru my city
With my system up loud
Gettin fulla that loud
Got my

(OMB Mafia)
Huh, what?
Soulja Boy, Frosty, like what?
Soulja Boy, Frosty, like what? Aye
Aye
Huh, (yuh), yuh

Before I had fame, bitch, I had

a running back
Just to make my money stack
Red stripe horses, double G's Porsches
Make the haters nauseous, hot shit
Of course it's the boy from the North

You remind me of a folder
Push me down and I heat up like a toaster

That boy is a Soulja
I hate these niggas more than I hate being sober
I can't

are just everything we know (yeah)
Stack and flip and stack again (again)
Tell me what you know about it?
Oh, we have business fi mind (fi mind)

the middle finger
Showin off the index ring
Yeah I know my index stink
Cheddar diamonds, yellow rings
It's Soulja Boy Tell 'Em man
and my chain and the friends

watch 'em go down, watch 'em fall like dominoes
Watch 'em go down, watch 'em go down, watch 'em go down

All hands on deck
All in the front all in

Born in the Trap

The Game

The R.E.D. Album [f.y.e. Exclusive Bonus Track]

2011

hands out, begging for a stack
But like Soulja Boy, I was born in the trap
Broke ass niggas still begging for a stack
Take 'em to Shawty Lo, nigga, learn

Pop tags, get more and more rats, in stores, y'all trash
Piss poor, big bills, tall stacks, y'all cats lil' boys

Y'all wanna come fuck with

ain't no holdin' me back
Somebody tell em ain't no holdin' me back!
Ain't no holdin' me back, ain't no holdin' me back
Somebody tell em ain't no holdin'