Lyrics:
(I love Fisher Price)
804-335-0051
L-O-L smiley face, L-O-L smiley face (Soulja Boy Tell 'Em)
804-335-0051 (Gucci)
L-O-L smiley face, L-O-L
write some more
There's half a dozen wolves a-comin' up to my door
I can tell by lookin' it's plain to see
They're not here, darlin', makin' lies at me
it, pop it, twerk it, stop it, check on me tonight
If you got it, flaunt it, boy, I know you want it
While I turn around, you watch me check up
Tell her, "Bring me back some Louis V, and some Bape clothes"
I pour up syrup inside my drank, and ain't no taste gone
Shawty got that check and she
my parole
Now, I'm on my way back down town
Somebody help me, have mercy on my soul
I go to court tomorrow morning
And I got the same judge I had
bitchBallin! Soulja Boy Up In Da Buildin
Throw Some D's On That Bitch
I Just Got My Report Card
Throw Some D's On That Bitch
I Just Got My Report Card
Throw
drive my dick crazy, I need insurance
She got stretch marks, cause she got children
Them b****es like soulja boy, they be round the house
You in
swallow
And I be the shit, now you got loose bowels
I don't owe you like two vowels
But I would like for you to pay me by the hour
And I'd rather be
on me
Now once I ended this song but I write so more
'Cause there's a half-a-dozen wolfs comin' up to my door
And I can tell by a lookin' 'cause it's
It's Soulja Boy Tell 'em, I'm back (back),
Girl I know you like it like that (that).
From the east, to the west, she like the tattoo on my chest (my
a whole new box
And I smoked 'em one by one
Two weeks later this detective shows up
Tells me that company's pressin' charges
One speedy trial later
It's Soulja Boy Tell 'em, I'm back (back),
Girl I know you like it like that (that).
From the east, to the west, she like the tattoo on my chest (my
Ah yeah, yo Ren, you ready to do this shit?
Yeah, Dre, let's rip shit up
Hey, yo Yella Boy, why don't you kick me one of them funky ass beats?
Yo,
Ah yeah, yo Ren, you ready to do this shit?
Yeah, Dre, let's rip shit up
Hey, yo Yella Boy, why don't you kick me one of them funky ass beats?
Yo,
the prettiest one
Never met no girl like you
Soulja Boy
(Roc let me tell em)
Shawty you so cool
You know what to do
Yeah,
Baby girl said she got a thing
youuuu!)
Fuck that nigga soulja boy
sweeter than some almond joy
you shoulda put me on when i asked yo ass boy so fuckk youu!
(fuck soulja boy)
fuck youuu!
the skin up on my feet off
Tell ‘em turn the heat down
They tell me my mink off
She’s so abusive, the boy she wanna skeet off
Fancy, fancy, met her
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
on the regular
Soulja Boy tell em ahead of you
Get plenty of cash and revenue who
Walk inside the club
Man I’m getting head inside that bathroom
Soulja Boy tell em
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
blacker than some Folgers
You rollin' with a real one
Them bitches really love me out here like they love Soulja Slim in the 'Nolia
I ain't gon' hold ya
with riches
I tell her, "Get 'em", she say, "I got you", I say, "No, bitch, I say get him"
And they so pretty, and they hair lengthy, he hit it
back
Meet Zach, twenty-one years old
After hangin' out with some friends at a frat party, he gets bold
And decides to try five, when he's bribed by
the cards were
By the way they held their eyes
So if you don't mind my sayin'
I can see you're out of aces
For a taste of your whiskey
I'll give you some
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