Lyrics:
'em on the ground
And stomp a mind about ten times
Sure we was just kids back then
I had no remorse for what we did back then
Six of us, one call,
just hit em' when I get em
That boy a Soulja Livin' True, nigga, he treat this shit like a religion
OG in the streets, think what you doin', I done did
tell you? (Four)
I notice that you're there, but I'm always in your hair
And you're always in my mind, maybe so (four)
Wasted, boy, I need your
(I told ya)
Soulja Boy Tell 'Em
Hopped up out the bed, turn my swag on
Took a look in the mirror, said, "What's up?"
Yeah, I'm gettin' money,
down boy we don't play like that
Betta yet tell ya man to put down the gat
Before it get ugly, I'ma leave ya bloody, LIL BLOODY
Don't play with
you fu you is who you wasn't
I'm on fire like I hopped out the oven
I'm so high yea I'm baked
That boy dry point him to the lake
I get that loud in by
time?
Niggas on the playground wanna know what's happenin', you left em hangin' man, what the fuck?
Little Boy Blue is outta Folsom
Now them three
me
Can turn a good girl bad
So baby won't you tell 'em
All the happiness that we've had
You gotta
Stand up
And tell them that I love you,
but we know that's not true
Broke boy tell em put his money where his mouth is
I could part the sea and i could part the mountains
I could shoot it out
the Bible tells me so (and I believe it in my soul)
[Hook]
Now clap your hands with me (uh huh, uh huh)
And stomp your feet with me (come on, come on)
na my song den dey play
Oya tell em tell em tell em that me Pepperhyno is the new dancehall king
Make you tell em tell em tell em I be the boy with
own waves so now they anti-Tidal
I'm livin' the no sock life to spite you
Since the Kalief doc, they've been at my neck
Y'all can tell 'em Trayvon is
John Henry's pappy woke him up one midnight
He said, "'Fore the sheriff comes I wanna tell you, listen boy"
Said, "Learn to ball a jack, learn to lay
and Soulja I'm just gon' hit up my boy and tell 'em we made it
Keep ya mouth closed it need to be stabled
They tryna judge me, they put on a label
I call you
Sunglasses on, baby
I can tell you, my love for you will still be strong
After the boys of summer have gone
I never will forget those nights
I wonder if
Nah Shootout Ayye, Nah Shootout Ayyee,
Nah Shootout Ayyee, Nah Shootout Ayyee
(Soulja Boy Tell Em)
[Verse 1:]
Its time to do my dance, pullin up my
friend tell you you right I
Bet I get her real easy
Like bitch, you know who im is
Now what it is mac maine holla at em
Ratatat tat tat tat on you dog
Sunglasses on, baby
I can tell you, my love for you will still be strong
After the boys of summer have gone
I never will forget those nights
I wonder if
Roll with the Hit Squad, stomp like the Go-Bots
(Shiggedy shots bust) Parrish Smith rocks the spot
Pumps em off the block, hits because my tune
(tell 'em)
I'm sick of y'all fake Timbaland beat bitin', you know what I'm sayin'
I'ma bring it to y'all like this
By all means necessary
You might
Hammer
Just a really dealy, get you hyper than hype
No cut or no arm 'n' hammer
Slam a hater to the flo', stomp 'em all on in dat hole
Mean as hell on dat
Trillville getting wild in this bizzitch
[Chorus]
We hit the club, deep as fuck, hate them boys, lets make 'em jump
And the crowd, they actin up, ready
and tell 'em my location
And they ain't wanna walk
Truth is, since a youth kid, thought it was a phase
Thought it'd be like the phrase "poof", gone
But,
I watch 'em shut the factories down
Then the foreigners flood into town
They take what's left for half the pay
We can't stand by and just let it
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