Lyrics:
pourin out your hair
Nigga, any f**kin time nigga, any f**kin where
Make 'em bleed is the motto that, I live by
If you f**k with me it's a must you die
own waves so now they anti-Tidal
I'm livin' the no sock life to spite you
Since the Kalief doc, they've been at my neck
Y'all can tell 'em Trayvon is
paid what Cochran got paid to free OJ
Just to share my life on the stage in front of strangers
Who know a nigga fall to well, and that's the danger
P, Snoop and Mystikal
Pull over, I'm takin pullas
Fucked up, can't ya tell?
Take a smell, let me whiff that
Since God goes, you gone
Tatoos, that can
off in da party and im bout da get loose dey hollin soulja boy tell'em gon hit Dat 1,2
Chorus 2x:
Ahhhh yuh snap and roll yuh snap and roll yuh
keep a "blucka-blucka"
Hit 'em all week
Give me the keys to the bubble
I'm on y'all street
And watch it go up in flames boy
Blow up tha game boy throw up
eat me up like cocoa
I'm a P-ass bitch, you the opposite
Keep a nigga in a chokehold (duh)
White boy paid, had to put it on a TikTok (Oh)
White
My price went up
Tryna get this set up
Some homies felons (ah ah)
That dude like Soulja Boy cause he tell 'em
I don't know that random
He ain't
You a what? Bad Boy Killaz
(That's right, bitch, fuck 'em all)
Hahaha, yeah, nigga, fuck 'em all
(That's right, bitch, fuck 'em all)
Fuck all you
to eat up
Boy, I'm gonna chew you, 'cause I knew you was
Talkin' that junk, punk, now Imma do you
The way you should be done, call you my son
Make you say
be swagging, and I'm living lavish
Might cop me an Aston, Martin on 'em
Anything I drive I own 'em, bad bitch and that ass ain't normal
Gotta put
know
Throw your money in the air and let 'em know
I'm whippin' big wheels, whippin' big wheels
Hope your drink don't spill whippin' big wheels
Tell me
Teacher Hollin Out Soulja Boy Do Yo Work. She Talkin Bout Adjetives, Pronouns, And Verbs. I'm Knocked Out I Ain't Here Nuthin The Class Heard. Im Daydreamin
I'm fresh
Ya I'm clean
So krispy
Throwing out money
Like your boy gotta frisbey
Soulja boy tell em
For the kids like Disney
Chain 360
Make your
something good
But I shoulda had another mechanic under my hood
If you see me walking by you, boy, don't you even speak
Pretend you on the sofa and I'm
the doo-wah diddy and bust 'em with the pre-roll
Customs jailed me over an herb seed
Don't rat out your boy over some rat weed
I'm out of your back door, I'm
They called him a hero
In the land of the free
But he wouldn't shake my hand boy
He disappointed me
So I got my hand gun
And I blew him away
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
believe I'm him, I'm religious
I couldn't see me without a check (without a check)
Me without a check, I'm a wreck
Penitentiary, chances, took 'em
your shooter, I hope you paid him minimum wage (21)
Caught his BM at the stop sign, she say she go both ways (on God)
I'm big 4L and they know that
[Soulja Rap:]
She bad, like a student in detention
Walk inside the club and my chain just glistenin
Soulja Boy Tell 'Em yeah I got Chris wit me
I bet
Trey Ball in the building
Finna One-Take-Timmy this shit
Shout out Soulja, 2020 my year though
AF Nation
Shout out Big Soulja
Trey Ball tell'em I
boy, I was locked up in them chains for it
My momma know it, I don't do no back and forth
I catch 'em, whack the boy
Got racks, I stay wit' that
Yonder comes that gal of mine how you think I know
Can tell by that Gingham gown hangin' down so low.
Bake them biscuits baby bake 'em good n' brown
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