Lyrics:
fixed? Nigga get that
Cap the fuck outta here
That dirty hoodie you wear
At every fucking battle
Get that the fuck outta here zIP EM UP!
I said
Fuck 'em up, yeah, fuck 'em up
Fuck 'em up, yeah, fuck 'em up
Fuck 'em up, yeah, fuck 'em up
Go get 'em, fuck 'em up
Yeah
Poppin' out,
you Souja Boy the way you tell 'em (tell 'em)
Breakin' and enter
Free up my nigga locked up in the cell, no cellular
I'm special but first I was
homes carry on
And dont be stunting if your not a stunt rider, lier bout a bike but The hoes still look by ya
Now lets salute
Ra Rev em up Rev em up
I started kicking in doors, just for money
(just for the money)
Trap out the bando, just for money
(trap out the bando)
Stick 'em up, stick 'em up
out that whip, stick can't miss
Walk down, ski on my face you can't see shit
Five-five-six, 762's, tell 'em treat this
And we ain't beefing on the net,
on them pills
Dade County dope-boy, best believe I'm 'bout dat doe
Chose come up get em yep, we ain't really by that def
Yeah, I'm the future, got
first like Soulja
Crank this bitch up like I'm Soulja
Keep a lil green baby yoda
Strike on that boy like I'm bowling
Shook em up, i'll pop his cap like
need temptation, I can tell that you want the rage
Just bring me a fucking wall and I will start to break
Get 'em
Get 'em
Get 'em
And put a little
Venom
that
Fuck how they feel run tell em that i said that
(Brick, Brick
Stop playing with me boy ,east side shit southside shit man, scarborough baby born
nigga fuck the fame
Don't remember "Hit 'Em Up," don't make us do it once.. more
Yo' niggas know, you ain't fucking with them Out..lawz
We keep
grasp what each other goes through
Black boy, black boy, we ain't gonna lie to you
Black boy, black boy, we don't like the sight of you
Pull up
[Intro]
Do you like it, do you like it, do you like it, wha**up?
Do you like it, do you like it, do you like it, what?
(Put 'em on, put 'em on,
bucked we having sticks like navy seal
5.56 rip through a shield hot shit hit 'em up hear 'em squeal
Bossed up quick just off a lick bro the driver hop in
up get em yep, we ain't really by that def
Yeah, I'm the future, got the goons 'round me
And yeah I rep my city, bitch
I'm from Dade County
Ay!
Pistol totin Nigga, head bussing
Like madden send a blitz, he dot that door then I'm gone rush em
I put like 50 All up in his system, heard them
Nahh Forreal
What he tell 'em
You hear that shit doe
Nahh Forreal
If you speak on my name, You can get it
Told my bruva let's slide and you know
Okay
Montana, okay
Coke Boy, okay
(ATL Jacob, he a fuckin' millionaire)
haan
She wanna ride with the star (star)
Ended up droppin' my top,
know some of these niggas not my friends and that back door won't get me
If they come, won't get in, I take my mask off
I'm like Soulja Boy, I shoot em
brudda caught a case
I'll see em by July
Yea
I'm waisting it down
Still don't know when I come down
Say she wanted love
I'm in love with my life
Boy I
[Intro]
Do you like it do you like it do you like it whassup?
Do you like it do you like it do you like it what?
(Put 'em on put
thirsty) [x2]
Soulja Boy Tell 'Em got the gurl gone wild
When I step on stage, and yo boy crack a smile
She thirsty, she thirsty
She wanna ride with
thought, from a dog on top
We been nuts
There was a fool who thought we was new to this
But who knew this would end up, a glow stick in a uterus
That's light
Cut em off they jus in the waaay
Cut em
Cut em
Cut em
Cut em
Cut em off they jus in the waaay
Cut em
Cut em
Cut em
Cut em
Quick to pick you up
Quick
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