Lyrics:
Draco
This your boy Soulja Boy, man (Soulja Boy Tell 'Em)
It's Big Draco by the way (Souja)
You already know what's goin' on (yeah)
Yes, sir,
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 ???
nigga
I'm focused on makin' records and gettin' bigger
Just hits, no misses, that's for the married folk
Tell 'em fix my suite up 'cause I'm comin'
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
stop nawl
I won't stop I can't stop nawl I won't stop I cant stop nawl
I won't stop I can't stop nawl
Soulja Boy tell em 18 years old (ay yea boy)
Born
to tell me stop
While I drop this bitch face down and watch her belly flop
I don't know why this world keep turning (as the world turns)
Round
I'm stuck in a clinic like Flint Montgomery
Take a step back, tell me right now, boy, just what your summary
Creeping through fireside
Smash
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
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
(I leann)
Soulja boy tell em
Mindless behavior (i leannn)
Watch me watch me
Aye aye
(I leann) watch me do it
(I leannn) soulja boy tell em
comin' like the Gotti boys
Bodies bein' found on Greenleaf
With their fuckin' heads cut off, motherfucker, I'm Dre
So listen to the play-by
some "Bro, can you get me on the guest list?" bad boys
And then they wanna get up in your club and start flexing bad boys
Give me the crown, man, I
nineteen-eighty, through eighty-eight
I Don't Stop Rappin like my first tapes
When I was broke, I used to sell em instantly (instantly)
One look, you could tell
comin' like the Gotti boys
Bodies bein' found on Greenleaf
With their fuckin' heads cut off, motherfucker, I'm Dre
So listen to the play-by
dragon
Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon
Roman, Roman, stop it, stop it
You've gone mad, mad, I tell you, mad
You and this boy Slim Shady
point me to the best ass-eater
Tell 'em "pussy clean!" I tell 'em "pussy squeaky!"
Niggas give me brain 'cause all of them niggas geeky
If he got
You can't catch him, you can't stop him
I go by them goon rules
If you can't beat 'em then you pop 'em
You can't man 'em then you mop 'em
You can't
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
you", so you know I'm finna slide (watch me slide)
Watch me do that walk up, you seen that pole, now he surprise
Hollow tips gon' hit 'em then I'm
woke
Someone tell 'em that he's broke
Someone tell 'em that the boy done seen a mill at 24
In Australia for a show
You in Shoreditch doing coke
I
is foolish, that was my views
I'm back at it, the rap addict, by any means
We gon' get these stacks accurate, no skinny jeans
Say he ain't a star,
or get up n' take em' out n spit cane wit it
Well the answer is right before your eyes
Who do you despise?
Killers who chop you we got to stop you pop
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
dragon, like a dungeon dragon
Roman, Roman, stop it, stop it
You've gone mad, mad, I tell you, mad
You and this boy Slim Shady
What's going on?
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