Lyrics:
a dog, now watch me cat-a-pul-ta boy
Yeah, I'm extra alter, yes a vulture, catch you walkin'
Extra talkin' to the morgue by extra coffins
Yeah, I'm hype
I been a
Soulja Boy
Yup in my
White T
Get a stain
Off in that bitch
I Buy a new pack
Next week
No Gucci Mane
But the lemonade
Make a Nigga squeeze
Cause the streets aint where it is, foreal
(Rxnel Verse I)
Face gated I aint gotta tell ‘em
Who I is
Drive-by’s, look
We aint catching Ubers here
Aye…
Doll then, Soulja Boy Tell 'Em we got one
No, I can't fit it in my pocket
Got a quarter million cash, I can't fit it in my pocket
Me and Asian Doll
walk
Dab em
Fix em
Jig saw
Fix glock
Pick Lock
Push push push
Milly Rock
Aye
Toosie sliding your dms
Tell you come hop in my BM
And if you air me then im
I want to tell you all the story 'bout
A Harper Valley widowed wife
Who had a teenage daughter
That attended Harper Valley Junior High
Well, her
think you shittin like me
Got alot of niggas hating cuz they cant get like me
Man Im Soulja Bot Tell 'Em and imma tell ya how it goes
Put that puss on my
right on top of me
Pilf my way to the lottery
I'd say on God, no stopping me
Can't stop a G, cuz honestly
Dem lad try body me got bodied
Tell em, tell em
your donkey by my lonely I eat pussy like Shoney's
That's Tunechi, homie, master of ceremonies
I knock 'em down, domino effect, no pepperoni
I swear
point me to the best ass-eater
Tell 'em "pussy clean!" I tell 'em "pussy squeaky!"
Niggas give me brain 'cause all of them niggas geeky
If he got
got some real shit
Trying to be like $hort motherfucker, you know what I'm saying?
Dangerous Music got some mack shit for your ass, boy
Fuck him up,
the building, a rich boy here
Legendary
We so legendary
They 'bout to have a cow
Tell 'em to go make my dairy
Legendary
We so legendary
They 'bout to have a cow
see the paramedics, news cameras, police choppers
Man down, but they don't know who shot 'em
It's lookin' like The Walking Dead, zombies
Everyday
my big superstar shit
The one girls try to get, they text me on my Sidekick
Bring 'em to my palace, tell 'em take it off we'll make a flick
Every night
I'm stuck in a clinic like Flint Montgomery
Take a step back, tell me right now, boy, just what your summary
Creeping through fireside
Smash
I got Hood ass homies
Been toting the glocks
And they gone shoot 'til I tell em to stop
Bitch, I been a Hot Boy so the
Cold don't fect me
I'm from New Orleans
Contemplating making through week
Hotline blinging by the beep
Valet parking on the street
Emails asking where the sheets
Damn
I forgot to send
at the fuckin' label, let's tell the truth
You risked your career for me, I know it as well as you
Nobody wanted to fuck with the white boy, Dre, I'm cryin' in
gon' stop playing games (yeah)
Playing games (yeah)
I blow your mind, honey (damn)
Say it one time, honey (goddamn)
Sick of 'em lies
Tell 'em
gun, what you gon' do boy?
You betta sit down nigga don't play like that
Betta yet tell ya man to put down the gat
Before it get ugly, I'ma leave ya
don't you kick me one of them funky-ass beats?
My boy my boy my boy Ice Cube
Yo we got my homeboy Eazy E in de house
Won't you tell 'em what your name
won't you tell me which way to go
I can't shake off the feeling
I got to hold tight
[Chorus]
Revolution in the head don't count for nothing
You
own the Village Voice
The Nashville Scene, the People's Choice
To me it's just a bunch of noise
Decided on by funny boys
They say who does
niggas disgrace us, they girlfriends want date us
Got different hoes, I'm pimpin' hoes, you could tell by my pay stubs
My niggas getting right, smoking
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