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Soulja Boy Tell'em!

Jumped Inside The Showerrr
Then I Get Stupid Fresh
Turn My Swag On, Put That Ice On My Neck
Call On Miami (Miami) yeah That's

the whip
Boy you know we Finna hoe
Your ass
Met her on that pole
Tell shawty do that polish dance
Said she got a man, it don't matter, I Don't know his ass

taken back
They taken back, by my skills

Strike a cord in their nerves
Give em all the chills
La Roux comin' for you swagger on a hundred mill
A hundred

to take a hit
I've become interpretive
Tell me what you make of it
Tell me what you make of that
When I take it, never taken back
They taken back, by my

your mind like they did Kennedy's
Closed casket ghetto boys world where we
Make the murder bracket high shore taxes
High by the dead beat daddy’s

easily show you it

They call me a maverick
Yea home boy, I'm a savage 
They call me a maverick
Yea home boy, I'm a savage 
I tell em do not get in my way

just wanna feel alive while I do this
Light it up, pour it up, keep drinking and throw it up
Tell your boys you love em and stay close to them and run it

A.D.I.D.A.S.

Big Boi

Monster

2003

dip to hunt on
Cause she mobile than a grip
Or the Blue Man Group
Caught out on the Vegas Strip
Tell em' a good game, juju pimpin'
Give em' to my nigga

out the friend zone
When I pull up in that blacked-out Lambo
Catch you riding shotgun, let ya friends know
Kill 'em girl (How boy? Tell me how)
(How

on that scale right, bet it come back Even Steves
These bitches best believe in me
When I tell 'em "Baby let me take you out this ghetto that you livin' in"

Boy tell me how I look, tell me how I look
Brand new brand Breitling, tell me I look
Bitch tell me how I look, tell me how I look
Forgi whippin on my

stunned by some small change
Bitch, do you see this chain
Bitch, can't you see I got ya
Life in my pinky rang
Dope game cocaine, boy I done sold it all
No

stop? When will I knock the crap off?
Hailie, tell 'em, baby
My dad's lost it

There's really nothin' else to say, I, I can't explain it
I think my

She tell me that I got some problems
Every time that I call you you ignore it
Like boy you so damn stubborn
I tell her you fuckin a Taurus
But we

Copy my styll brudda be more original
I hate sly comments tell 'em be more literal
I'm on my grind soon to be at my pinnacle
Dem man ain't on shit

haters
Tell em they should try to get up on a elavator escalator
Rise up naga open ya eyes up naga told the bitch
She can gone and open thighs up naga ohh

gorilla stuntin dat Rose Royce
Draft pick
These hoez choose
Clean swag
Got her klothes moist
When Haters see me dey like oh boy
I done kame up and I'm proud

to tell her bye it ain't workin'
I think that I'm done with your girlfriend
I just smoked a blunt with your girlfriend

Young nigga too beast mode

cell drinking coffee
The haters, they on me, I say, shake em off me
Four, that's my brother, he up with the Glock
No nine to five, but I'm punchin'

emergency
Contact them niggas you say that you got and I bet that they tell you to run me
Damn Kwa
I ain't mean that mother fucking toxic
Man fuck that
No

pose to be together
We fuck so good
Im asking ha, when we go see eachother?
Its understood
She gotta nigga and I gotta ho
Nah we dont tell
Unsaved my

Zaytoven

Yeah
Migos
Bars, bars, bars, 16 bars
16, 16
I don't know

You take the deuce of that yellow then drink it
I be like, "Damn, boy

they ask if I'm alright I tell em everything's well
I'm stepping by myself, I keep that heat behind my belt
I'm stepping on my own, but my niggas rocking

Stand by me baby come stand beside
Please don't let me go I will never leave you behind
Kill that boy if he tried
He seen the look in my eyes
Before