Lyrics:
blowin'
Tell 'em all, "Look out, here he comes"
Now I can say whatever I feel like to you
Then give me six crap-shootin' pallbearers
Let a chorus girl
They fold ya
I'm traumatized
I seen shit that turn you Soulja
I swea I hate being sober
For problems I smoke doja
U changed up on me
But that's yo L
ain't really gettin' bricks
Its official man ya n***** ain't s***
Tell 'em I said that!
He n**** lying everytime you hear rhymin'
He don't talk
Soulja Boy tell ?em, from the internet to mainstream
You already know what it is, stacks on deck entertainment
Collipark Music, Interscope Records
Everyone tells me
I was dealt a losing hand
The way that I look
The way that I act
It's not hard to understand
Sure I got troubles
Maybe you got'em
Niggas know when we step in the place, the whole city stop
Better tell 'em if they ain't know, put 'em on shorty
(We know how you be doing it baby) How
could've been an actor
But I wound up here
I just have to look good
I don't have to be clear
Come and whisper in my ear
Give us dirty laundry
Kick 'em when
out, boy
Tomorrow comes and things will look better by then."
But I'll look out the window
Then look in the mirror at the same old me again
(I told ya)
Soulja Boy Tell 'Em
Hopped up out the bed, turn my swag on
Took a look in the mirror, said, "What's up?"
Yeah, I'm gettin' money,
By the look in your eye I can tell you're gonna cry.
Is it over me?
If it is, save your tears
For I'm not worth it, you see.
For I'm the type
the frog, it's tinted (skrrt)
Askin' the lord, forgive me (hey)
Hold up, get right witcha (I'ma get right witcha)
Bad bitches, fuck 'em then dismiss em
the rot
Okay okay Soulja boy tell em Soulja boy tell em
Whats going on today mayne
How could he be selling cause he could snap and the beat is real heavy
[Chorus:]
Tell the truth.
Tell me who's been fooling you?
Tell the truth.
Who's been fooling who?
There you sit there, looking so cool
When you look in my eyes gon see a soulja
My loyalty is everything i told ya
Right or wrong I’m riding I done showed ya
Look me in my eyes bitch I’m
a little deeper in the well
My daddy used to tell me don't be fooled by what you see
If you want to get to the heart of things you gotta look way down deep
to roll the dice
Tell me what you're really here for (here for)
Them other guys? I can see right through ya
You seem like the type to love 'em
Mr. Carter (hello)
Tell me, where have you been? Where have you been? (You know)
'Cause they've been asking, they've been searching
They've been
This is my same old coat
And my same old shoes
I was the same old me
With the same old blues
And then you touched my life
Just by holding my
the back seat
Riding wit' the dope boy! (I'm a dope boy wit a guitar)
Tell 'em if they looking for me
I'm on the road to the next city
Riding wit' the dope
man!
For the boys march at dawn from the south to the north
Led by Kelly, the boy from Killanne!"
Tell me who is the giant with the gold curling hair,
He
and nice but I took her advice and passed her by
Years have passed and I don't know if love's gonna give me a second try
Well the look on your face tells
pretty and nice but I took her advice,
And passed her by.
Years have passed and I don''t know,
If love''s gonna give me a second try.
Well, the look
boy on FOX5
I brought Fergie to the block (block)
Fordham for the stunt
Me and Smurk before the deal
This ain't what you want
We got the streets,
I'm ridin' in a Caddy stuntin' like my daddy
Rollin up my girlfriend her first name Mary
Last name Jane look at these chains
Afro, Nappy Boy call me
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