Lyrics:
(Yuuu)
This is a Travis Barker Production
Soulja Boy Tell 'Em
Ayy, I got this new dance for y'all called, "The Soulja Boy"
(Yuuu)
Just gotta
something just tell me [x3:] (I'll do it)
Just hit me up on my cell [x3:] (I'll do it)
[Verse 1:]
Soulja boy tell em'. Im on the phone wit lil momma got me
Well you can tell everybody down in ol' Frisco
Tell 'em Tiny Montgomery says hello
Now every boy and girl's gonna get their bang
'Cause Tiny
She's trying to be a good girl
And give 'em what they want
But Margery's dreaming of horses
Margie doesn't say anything all the way home
So afraid
If this was a joke
I'd be laughing by now
Cuttin' up with the boys
And braggin' bout how
I talked my way
Out of the trouble I was in again
of people glad
glad glad yea glad I do it from
the heart and if I wasn't gonna finish man why would I even start?
Im soulja boy tell em and my
life is
said "Before the sheriff comes I wanna tell you," Said "Listen boy
Learn to hoist a jack and learn to lay a track learn to pick and shovel too
And take
sister
Two older brothers
And a single-parent mother
Who worked her ass off, did the best she could
There was nothing they could tell him
let the boy
arm around my baby
And one arm around my boys
A heart that's still pretty crazy
And a head that hates the noise
If the world comes knocking
Tell
tell em'
I don't ride solo no more
Got a Soulja girl for my Soulja boy
soulja boy you nothin foe
yo dancin, yeah you stole the whole
the Heisman, the Roosevelt, the shuffle & the merry go
that aint even half of em lil nigga
wanna tell 'em
I don't wanna tell 'em what the truth is
Oh, the truth is, the truth is
I don't wanna tell 'em
I don't wanna tell 'em what the truth is
Johnny Henry's pappy woke him up one midnight
He said "Before the sheriff comes I wanna tell you," Said "Listen boy
Learn to hoist a jack and learn
in my Air Force Ones
I like the all white high top strap with the gum bottom (big boy)
There's something about 'em that's dirty, that's why I got
some real gangster shit now
I quit that sad shit, I ain't trippin'
They don't fuck with me then fuck 'em
You don't want YoungBoy, baby? Come
On, know
Whippin and roll, hope in and I tell em I told you
Whippin the coke and no cola
All of these niggas I knowla
My squad we taking shit over
Soulja, hey hey
in my Air Force Ones
I like the all white high top strap with the gum bottom (big boy)
There's something about 'em that's dirty, that's why I got
fingers up)
Put them hands high (put them hands high)
Wave it in his face (wave it in his face)
Tell him, "Boy, bye" (tell him, tell him, "Boy, bye")
Soulja Boy Tell Em Yell At Em Cuz Its My Time
People Playa Hatin On A G Like S B
Cuz Dey Flippin Da Channel And Im Talkin On Dey Tv Screen
Churp Da Whole
[Soulja Boy]
Hey whats up whats up dis ya boy Soulja Boy Tell 'em,
When you get dis message, pack ya bags,
Cause we going on a trip (trip)
runs it
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
[Soulja Boy]
Hey whats up whats up dis ya boy Soulja Boy Tell 'em,
When you get dis message, pack ya bags,
Cause we going on a trip (trip)
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
(I leann)
Soulja boy tell em
Mindless behavior (i leannn)
Watch me watch me
Aye aye
(I leann) watch me do it
(I leannn) soulja boy tell em
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