Lyrics:
tell 'em to come out, we hardest to come out (hardest to come out)
Ball like I'm Jordan, yeah, I stuck my tongue out (stuck my tongue out)
Niggas got
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
the toy
He hopped out wylin'
Shooting crazy like Soulja Boy
Got him in the frame, snapped shots
Not a Polaroid
Thousand words I never said to the pigs
Keep
the Women
Ain’t Getting money You boys Looking sour
I’m trying to find out new ways To get paid
You chilling there getting paid by The hour
I’m getting
The boys in the cut get em drunk and they taunting
Nobody diss me cuz nobody want it
Been making good music they say that it's daunting
I'm chasing my dreams
tell it he aint the same nigga
Let u tell it he throwin shade nigga
Let u tell it he aint no made nigga
You aint tell em I'm gettin paid nigga
Let u
looking up to the man I feel like always on go
Too hard I be ridiculous
Feel I'm one of the sickest
Tell them boys they can get it
Ain't tripping bout no
not number two
Roll with my squad, BRVOs the crew
So fuck what you heard, 'cuz this what I do
Tell 'em This what I do
(Verse 1)
I’m in the club
to strangers
Bang wit glocks, bang wit 40s, and hammers
Glocks dat don't jam a bandanna I'm banannas
T.v. cameras damn he got damned em
Trick off wit dimes, I
pick em one by one off this earth
Niggas Treat me like a bank so I’m charging them a fee
See the end of the bill I added gratuity
Money games is
dreams aside I’m here to get your hopes destroyed
N say I’m first to do it braggin bout it like I’m Soulja boy
Rap artist I rap hardest with bad thoughts
Though he was a soulja boy til he heard the draco
Yeah
I'm in the whip like Kanye I drive slow
I got fat pockets man these niggas shit be micro
Tell they
avoid fuck boys, hate 'em with a passion
I'm sucka-duckin' gettin' money
A hard dick all a bitch got comin', yeah
All I know is more and more
like that I'm shy
No one by my side, everyone is blind
Apathetic lives don't reach out to neighbour
I apologize, I shouldn't have been born
Why am I
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
to tell em
Im makin waves, im making waves
Young man get money go get paid young man get paid (Yeh yeh)
Im making waves im making waves
Young man get
twist them in the game so fast
With this pimping, bitch, you ain't go last
I got to get 'em, let 'em know I'm pimping really
Unless I'm getting paid
son like Janet
Fly cause I'm in it
You looking
Like you need a minute
Peso then say so
Same pace so tell em boys
Fuck out my face yo
Hardly ever touch
it's a real deal b****, the real s***, there's no gimmicks,
Suave House, an the 504 Boys courtesy of No Limit, hit em up.
Get down, feel the ground,
going on
Make it look like a lotta stealing going on
Boy them cops is killas in my home
Nigga shot dead in the middle of the street
I ain't no thief, I'm
the morgue quick nigga
You know about the hot boys
Disrespect 'em a get a call
Ta the morgue quick
I come with, K's and Glocks
Ready ta spray the block
Raise
disrespect 'em
A get 'cha call ta the morgue quik nigga
Why'kno about the Hot Boys
Disrespect 'em a get a call ta the morgue quik
(Look look look)
I
Ho's say I'm a dog nigga, naw I'm a Hogg nigga
I got money, so fuck it I'm a ball nigga
Them other boys just out here rapping it
While I'm a young nigga
play you lay it down
I made 3 when the score sound pop on the board
Tell the crowd I'm the kind now
I be so clean wit the bleach
Had to get masked up
Discuss these im paid by soulja boy tell em Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In