Lyrics:
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Nigga my heart beat slow & pump blood
Souljas been around wit before they had thugs
I'm gonna give it 2 ya raw I'm gon' tell it like it is
I'm
Fuuuuuuuuuuuck Youuuu!
i gotta new dance for yall shawty
all you gotta do is crank tha soulja boy wit ya bird finger out ya digg?
fuck dat nigga mann
ain't wanna look out for my children
Matter fact, I'm back, I been gettin' stats
Don't fuck with 'em, tell 'em let's do it
Turn boys to men, I'ma get
(C'mon)
Man! This Disturbin' Tha Peace shit gettin' on my nerves
Boy I tell you the truth, know what I'm sayin'?
While he doin' shows, I'm in these
shake dat booty meat
im zooted
new kicks fresh cut clean white tee
got Js got yums got nikes supa swag no you cant get
like me souljaboy tell em my
another verb
And everytime I spit I speak a lot of words
Soulja boy tell em flow sound absurd
Fuck dat shit put my dick in ya ear
Ok ok
Man soulja boy spit
me, tell 'em I'm waiting for 'em
Who gon' fuck with me, I got the blazer for 'em
Who gon' fuck with me, do you wan' fuck with me? Nah
Hustle, boy
me, tell 'em I'm waiting for 'em
Who gon' fuck with me, I got the blazer for 'em
Who gon' fuck with me, do you wan' fuck with me? Nah
Hustle, boy
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
Gangbangin', crack slangin', not given' a fuck
Two strikes in my life, a nigga fed up
Mama said don't let up, and baby boy keep your head up
CHORUS (2X)
Soulja Boy Tell Em
Ya know what it is man
Turn my swag on man
Time to hit my bird walk man
[Chorus x2]
Watch me hit my bird walk
Watch me hit
I'm-I'm-I'm connected everywhere (that's the homie)
Everywhere I go all of the people know my name
It's ya big homie Snoopy, just tell 'em you with me
I
Master P
Lil Silkky, Mystikal, C and me and Fiend
Nigga don't be tripping, you got my lil homie in the cut
That Soulja Slim nigga , he known for dippin
Trick
Soulja Boy Tell 'Em
(Yeah, and the boy Bow Wow in the building, haha)
My swag to official, man
(Ayy, Soulja my swag too, man)
Y'all
day, all
Day. We done paved the way and l'm on da run
I'ma call my boys and bring all the guns
Y'all niggas wanna have a lil' fun wit number one, one,
gettin leathal an I,
you know the drama boys, down fo life the Suave an I, to the dirt,
drama boys, wit Ball got drama that will work,
make 'em
that east coast wit me, I don't give a fuck
I got that west coast with me, I don't give a fuck
[Chorus]
Man I do this in spite, my mom ain't
raps
I don't do this for my 'Gram
I don't do this for no bants
Why you tweeting me this shit?
You ain't fucking relevant
Someone tell 'em that I'm
gettin leathal an I,
you know the drama boys, down fo life the Suave an I, to the dirt,
drama boys, wit Ball got drama that will work,
make 'em feel
a Fuck
We just get The Bread
I take off ya Head
Fill em up with Lead
Fuck if You like it You Gone Love It
Bad Bitch wit me Ass all out Good Luck when I Rub
out thick
Hoes gettin' in, you betta' pick a bitch
'Cause when I shut it down, the party's over wit
She call me Superman, I'm on my Soulja shit (you)
(Erick Sermon)
What's up wit that homegirl why you frontin
My raggamuffin c'mon help me wit somethin
You like me I can tell by your
out thick
Hoes gettin' in, you betta' pick a bitch
'Cause when I shut it down, the party's over wit
She call me Superman, I'm on my Soulja shit (you)
they ass so much, we dig 'em up and tell 'em, "Die again"
I can hit the club all by myself long as the strap is in
Niggas told me, all the rappers
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