Lyrics:
(Yuuu)
Soulja Boy Tell 'Em
Ayy, I got this new dance for y'all called, "The Soulja Boy" (yuuu)
Just gotta punch, then crank back three times from
(Yuuu)
Soulja Boy Tell 'Em
Ayy, I got this new dance for y'all called, "The Soulja Boy" (yuuu)
Just gotta punch, then crank back three times from
(Yuuu)
This is a Travis Barker Production
Soulja Boy Tell 'Em
Ayy, I got this new dance for y'all called, "The Soulja Boy"
(Yuuu)
Just gotta
You
Ay, I got this new dance for y'all called the Soulja Boy
You just gotta punch, then crank back three times from left to right
Soulja Boy Tell 'Em
???Crank That (Soulja Boy)???
- ???Soulja Boy off in this oh/Watch me crank it, watch me roll/Watch me crank dat, Soulja Boy/Then Superman dat oh/Now watch
tell em
First, he did
Kiss me through the phone
Mwah
Turn my sway on
Yah
Crank that Soulja boy
You
Rick n Morty
I'm a Soulja girl
I did the bird walk
I
soulja boy you nothin foe
yo dancin, yeah you stole the whole
the Heisman, the Roosevelt, the shuffle & the merry go
that aint even half of em lil nigga
dick
Yeah I like them balls you be shooting them bricks
Fuck you in the game for?
Bitch we up three-zip and it's Game 4
Tell 'em listen, couple bad
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
on 'em
Dope money with a band on it
Half gold, we got a hand on it
D-boys still ball the same
Just gotta little bit of glam on it
Yah
I got flames
a pause on the clock
Like a time out
with you there’s no doubt
That ill crank that with you till we hit the grave
Party every day
Soulja boy fan club till
get em
Shoot!
Let me get em
Nah shootout ayye, nah shootout ayyee, nah shootout ayyee, nah shootout ayyee
(soulja boy tell em)
[verse 1:]
Its
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
this thang,
Check my chain,
Club got crunk when they heard
That your boy came
I crank that Robocop
And make my shoulders drop
This snap(?) go by
It's Gucci, It's Gucci Burr
Soulja Boy Tell Em'
It's Gucci, Flocka
Scott Storch, Gucci Mane, we back at it
So Icey
Yeah
We smokin' that fire
For these are the times
You either crank that Soulja boy
Or that Soulja boy cranks you
Said shut the fuck, aye
Money moves only moves I make hoe
[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
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
Nah Shootout Ayye, Nah Shootout Ayyee,
Nah Shootout Ayyee, Nah Shootout Ayyee
(Soulja Boy Tell Em)
[Verse 1:]
Its time to do my dance, pullin up my
a vulture
But imma crank that superman I’m feeling like a Soulja
Way to young to deal with any baby mama drama
Strapping up the Word when I’m putting on my
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
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
think that hard
I’m so real keep a 5th it’s all camo no flauge
Now lemme tell you bout this straight dawg
Keep that boy there on a leash
All I know
rock, jig, crank, lean that to the left
Soulja Boy Tell 'Em, rubberbands still on my neck
(Hey!) Watch me jig this here
(Hey!) Watch me walk it out
(Hey!)
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