Lyrics:
I'm hot
We can party like a rockstar nonstop
Here?s what she told ya boy, she likes that soulja boy
She cranked up the ten, cruisin in the benz
I
Noboul settin precedents
Stackin all these presidents
These ones stuck in my pocket
Man I turn em all to Benjamin's
Soulja 8 I represent
My people
Seductively moving my body; now watch me rock my hips
Take a sip of the goose
I'm lookin' good and livin' lavish
Big boy pimpin', popin', dippin'
Now tell me
that chip on my body
Man fuck a shoulder
Tell em boys like I was soulja
Im the best in this here borough
Nigga trust me I been through
Golden
niggas wit yeah uk that we ready
Can't fw bitches they stuck up and messy
Spot em got em he get hit wit that weson
Zay a Soulja yeah he armed n he ready
Soulja Boy
Pulling up in my new toy
Shoot my shot, Brandon Roy
AND I
Cannot slow down my grind
I'm one of a kind
Tell me what's on your mind
This, is,
a hot girl
(What you want boy?)
I want a hot girl
(Turk)
I like'em hot
The onez that don't tell me to stop
Eat dick swallow the cum
what? Takin' me for a joke, and watch me hurt cha
Boys there, they be commercial, I beat 'em 'til they purple
I'm a lil' bitty nigga, but I got a big
the energy is the bomb
I can tell that you fascinated by the way we rhyme
And we flow like with the mo like
Mo strike wit the fire
Baby I know you say it
the top open
In the cold, nuts
From the city of Oakland
Don’t fuck with me
Bitch tell me what you want
When you from the streets
You can never let ‘em
of a daddy this music was my father
I was raised by the bayou that muddy water
I was raised by bayou
Grow up watching Caillou
90's baby I'm 92
Steppin in my
Binded wit the art feel and hear it in every flow
Say they flowing like faucets my stream is deep in a cove
But I never seen its as death you know spirits
stop all dat talking
Bitch just roll my tree
Just bout that draco
got dat Soulja boy rite by my seat
Fuck these niggas mane
Dz niggas don't know bout
snitching on me (I got em)
Told my mom im evil
Bitches acting phony (Bitches acting phony)
No dont show no love
Because im by my lonely (because im by my
showed me love I could see ryt through
I had this anger in my heart I had to let it loose
I can't be trippin wit them boys you be Talkin too
Keep
showed me love I could see ryt through
I had this anger in my heart I had to let it loose
I can't be trippin wit them boys you be Talkin too
Keep
make the cover of it
I'ma throw another fit
3: 00, I'm day fly, by night
I'm in another fit wake up wit a groupie
End my night off wit another bitch
I go
Fold And Decompose:
Chorus:
We just folding decompose them (x6)
Get em up.. tellem I'm filling my cinema
Kill em all.. killem up Killa, killing my
'bout no muthafuckin' people
I won't rest till I see a nigga dead in the concrete
I be a TRU Soulja till I'm buried
I leave 'em worried, gettin' high for
on me what it is nigga
How it feel to be a real nigga (x4)
Two lambs the same color I just call em' twins
Back at home I'm gone buy that boy a Benz
the scenery as I make em uncomfortable
Cause most MC`s ain`t really got no pull
Watch me stifle em quick with the gift and the wit
Make em quit all that riff
myself, cuz I don't mess with the people
Rhude shoes on, new shoes on, what'd I tell them
I get in the t-shirts, and I also mail 'em
Planted myself in
have you lookin like a fly mamacita, fuego
'Cause you look so good, you make me wanna spend it all on ya
Get up out this club, slide wit ya boy and we
rather have the digits than daps (tell 'em)
So give me the haps, do you want the meat or the scraps? (come on)
Put heat on my naps, and now my hair look
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