Lyrics:
can see is a bunch of smoke flyin'
And I'm so high that I might die if I go by it
Let me outta this place, I'm outta place
I'm in outer space, I've
can see is a bunch of smoke flyin'
And I'm so high that I might die if I go by it
Let me outta this place, I'm outta place
I'm in outer space, I've
it open
That Soulja Slim, that C Murder, come in the tank just like No Limit soldier
I'm poppin' X so I'm steady rollin'
Say he a gangster, got his
Tell 'em this ain't that, and that ain't this
With a flick of my wrist, uh, huh, yuh (uhh)
Cutthroat, cutthroat, cutthroat (uh, bitch, bitch)
They
think that hard
I’m so real keep a 5th it’s all camo no flauge
Now lemme tell you bout this straight dawg
Keep that boy there on a leash
All I know
R.I.P. to Peep, yah
Sad boy soulja for real, sad boy soulja for real
That's why I got the cry baby tatt on my face
R.I.P. to Peep, yah
Sad boy
my ass off
All this time, me and Dre been fuckin' with hats off (suck it, Marshall)
So tell Laura and her husband to back off
Before I push this
Soulja Boy tell 'em
[Chorus]
Her booty got swag, her booty got swag [2X]
Now dip it down, den roll with it [2X]
Her booty so big I can hang my chain
might catch a dope case
Ugh! I Mastered the P
With connects in the Midwest, so I'm Heavy in the D
Ugh! Ya boy still Snoop around
Since a pup, I been
a Thugs Mansion
Dear mama don't cry, your baby boy's doin' good
Tell the hommies I'm in heaven and it ain't got hoods
Seen a show with Marvin Gaye last
(Life life)
Check this out
I'm the hardest of the hardest
The realest of the realest
But see I don't fuck nothing but G's ballers and killers
So
might catch a dope case
Ugh! I Mastered the P
With connects in the Midwest, so I'm Heavy in the D
Ugh! Ya boy still Snoop around
Since a pup, I been
So you made it this far, ha
We upstairs, I let you up here
You special, Marley, don't shoot 'em
You know what this is?
This still Tha Carter II,
and told you to sit and twirl
Sold a billion tapes and still screamed, "Fuck the world!"
(I'm Slim Shady) so come and kill me while my name's hot
of that when I approached the cat, I gotta hit him with the pain like bang-bang
Physically and mentally, a rider a nigga that'll tell 'em see
I bomb
So you made it this far, ha
We upstairs, I let you up here
You special, Marley, don't shoot 'em
You know what this is?
This still Tha Carter II,
hide behind the tears of a clown
So why don't you all sit down
Listen to the tale I'm about to tell
Hell, we don't gotta trade our shoes
And you
Yeah,Yeah im talkin about soulja boy tellem
Twitter bitch, Twitter King bitch. yahh.
Moneyyy... ya feel me.
ill break it down one time,
2010
garden and don't smell her flower
Call me Mr. Carter or Mr. Lawn Mower
Boy, I got so many bitches, like I'm Mike Lowrey
Even Gwen Stefani said she
to the Army of Christ, I'm GOD's Soldier
I thought I told ya, we gon' keep it strictly soulja
I thought I told ya, we gon' keep it strictly soulja
I thought I
like soulja boy tell em and they parents they can't see it they blind they wonder why they kids talking bout soulja boy all the time(all the time) they
(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
(yeah)
What up, Left Eye? (what up?), what up, Aaliyah? (what up?)
Yeah, TEC-9 close by, touch 'em up (yeah)
I shoot niggas in the mouth, boy, pucker up
so many peers, and shed so many tears
Now that I'm strugglin' in this business, by any means
Label me greedy gettin' green, but seldom seen
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