Lyrics:
so nice
If you keep coming back, that only means you know you lost the fight
They wanna talk shit, let em talk shit, cause they talk shit
Knowing deep
is foolish, that was my views
I'm back at it, the rap addict, by any means
We gon' get these stacks accurate, no skinny jeans
Say he ain't a star,
I know, I know, Weezy Wee, this dedicated to my father
Rabbit nigga, y'all excuse the expressions
What it be like up there baby boy,
Aye this
a nickle-plated burner
Still burnin' rubber, bustin' rubbers
And these bitches under cover
Tell the truth I ain't a lover
But I fuck her like I love her Boss...
fingers in her pussy, then
I tell her pussy, "Peace!"
It's Chuckee, she say, "Yo' name Chuckee?"
I said, "No, my name's Suck Me!"
Fuke roll 'em fat, kinda
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
seem to all be fam
I put the gun to Cardan, tell him, "Tell your man"
Mason Betha, haha
Come up off that watch now, I mean right now
The only excuse
'em jealous
So now I gotta dead this, oh-oh (look, look-look, look)
Boy, don't tell me that you sorry when
You with them bitches every night when
I know, I know, Weezy Wee, this dedicated to my father
Rabbit nigga, y'all excuse the expressions
What it be like up there baby boy,
Aye this
molly hit
Uhh, yeah
She just said that she ain’t tryna play games with me
Hop out the bed, turn my swag on, yeah, I’m Soulja Boy, aye
Tell em, how you
featuring Gangsta Blac M Child
Chorus (4x): You don't know me
My weapon's here to tell ya
[Lord Infamous]
Torture til
'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
the only ones that Know so don't tell me watch my Mouth
Nighas dropped the addy a year ago
And i still go by the house I done Learned his route know errnody
You see this is my hip hop profession here to educate you all on this corrupt world
We living in called America I mean Babylon cuz they just babble
it's rocky on my right hand
And I'm on stage by myself, ain't with the hype man
Go ahead then, tell me what your price is
Mine's is a hundred B's,
[Chorus]: [x2]
You and ya boy jaw jackin actin' like you wanna buck
Yo mug all mean like I really give a fuck
Been talkin' like you want it but I got
diamonds is real
Showed 'em how to shine by they selves
You need a cosign for your health
I need that bitch to grind on my belt
I know you need to try
people, shoutout to Nigeria
Doing what I want, I'm free like, I did not kill em
I got the vision, I'm Superman ohh, Soulja boy tell em
Osmanli in this
a fool's heart
Now I can't turn back
The first to do it I'm a soulja boy
Picture perfect moments getting captured with a polaroid
The wick was burning
jury be VVSes
Kated by DTSes
Like Khalid shit we the best and
I tell em hoes I don't wanna talk
Just leave a message
Automatic stash boxes so they
Can
street
Might start a beef
I'm gone off lean, but grind by any means
Count paper up, fuck haters
I'm on papers, still gettin' dirty, I'm tryna shake 'em
I'm the King of all Kings, I abide by no rules
And do what I do by any means (c'mon)
Call him necessary, the great visionary
Born extraordinary,
Boy, we about to fill they motherfucking head up with this ghetto dope
Time to break these hoes off somethin'
Got my niggas Bun B., Pimp see, I
[Chorus]
[Talk:] Ay Ya'll Hit Up
Ay Ay Soulja Boy Tell Em
Im Out
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