Lyrics:
shirts, socks and sandels
Keep the God in me, the Hova Ja knew Allah in me
Ball wit' me, don't tell 'em who saw when 'bout to squall wit' me
Fall wit'
of civillians
Tell 'em I'm chilling with Patron on ice
And my home on ice, and my neck on ice
Lo-lo-lo-look at my ring, I'm a hustler string
You should learn
Ain't nobody tell me this but you did
Too much on my mind but I feel you can
Take this pain away make me a new man
I won't ever feel that this be
red lights
Tell me stop cause I'm killin em
Got chains like a millions
Lames they not feelin em
But tell em keep hatin
Praying on my downfall, tell em
Stay open like 7/11 that's 24/7, when you need some hot shit
Stop by and get you a beverage, I'm servin'
My rhymes like nickels and dimes
Plug it
Stay open like 7/11 that's 24/7, when you need some hot shit
Stop by and get you a beverage, I'm servin'
My rhymes like nickels and dimes
Plug it
get, the more my ambition tells there's more
I'll move an eighth for that girl, I'll move a half for that boy
Then I flip that,double up, kick back,
get, the more my ambition tells there's more
I'll move an eighth for that girl, I'll move a half for that boy
Then I flip that,double up, kick back,
Soulja Boy Tell Em
Ya know what it is man
Turn my swag on man
Time to hit my bird walk man
[Chorus x2]
Watch me hit my bird walk
Watch me hit
What you think my gun bust ice one
Down in Georgia
Six hours from Florida
Niggas get slaughtered
Boy where I'm from
Problems gon' get solved
By
of shi that happen when u stuntin wit the shitz
I Go by Soulja
Call me Soulja
I'ma Soulja Forreal
I'm really stacking up my money everyday of the year
I
what you mean? (Soulja Boy Tell 'Em)
You ain't on no bean, nigga what you mean?
I don't blow that stank, nigga what you mean?
I don't sip that
thousand
Tell em that I need it like pronto
Tell em that I need it like pronto
Tell em that I need all my guapo
Tell em that I need all my guapo
Tell em that
flopping now
Shooting my missile take the chopper down
VP the union we got it locking down
Who talk foul said they washing me
Turn to FCC and tell em watch
the shooters can get shot
Get shot quick
Even the shooters can get shot uhh
Tell em I got plenty arson to sell em
Heat by the fleet displaying it very seldomly
know what I want
So bad, I love that, I can't leave 'em alone
The more I get
The more my ambition tell me there's more
I'll move an eighth for that girl
wishes to bring 'em back, they ain't taking it well
My scammer homies jack too, they say they taking your wells
I got green wock too, I get the case by
and the hottest of'em all
I killed it but ain't competition just carvings in my arm
Suicide on this mike I'm bout to take it apart
Tell'em I been a Soulja boy
I
Draco (Draco)
Soulja
She make it clap, clap, clap
She make it clap, clap, clap
She make it (she made it clap, like pop that, haan)
She make it
tell 'em I ain't really religious
They say, "That's cool, Papi, we get it
But just be cool and don't be trippin'"
If a nigga try me, I'ma handle my
of this intergalactic show, emperor of all known and unknown worlds, the no one knows more than I do about anything, mr grab em by the pussy, president,
dirty
It's Canada nigga, I got the country on my BI
Two bad women, I bet I can turn 'em bi
Hol' up, call me Mr cash Get It
Orange Lamborghini
Lookin' like
shirts, socks and sandels
Keep the God in me, the Hova Ja knew Allah in me
Ball wit' me, don't tell 'em who saw when 'bout to squall wit' me
Fall wit'
hard to find me 'cause nigga I'm shinin'
I ain't got to tell these boys, they know I'm shinin'
I ain't got to tell my goons turn up, they bother you
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