Lyrics:
The minute you make em mad that's when they switch
Yeah
Bitch I'm the vision
But Meezy he the champion
They say my raps ass tryna get me to quit
But them be
future wifey
Soulja Boy Tell 'Em, yeah
You can be my Bonnie, I can be your Clyde
You could be my wife, text me, call me
I need you in my life, yeah,
only time will tell, but until then I'll be stackin' my mail
by album album sells, Magnolia wear dwells
I love them bricks, I love the ghetto hoes
'cause
to die but I don't wanna be next
I wasn't shit so I made the world call me fresh
I tell em Cautions calculate ya steps
Nobody's giviin hand outs better
I love the way the taurus get to singing, boy don't make me sin
You know you ain't my kind, so why u flexing like you finna spin
I seen a lotta niggas
a Girl Scout
How you a Soulja w gas gas gas I took da mustard out
Look had niggas switch up on me like Nintendo
So I stay lowkey might be in my whip
the whole damn tour
(Oo)
Like bands, bands, bands, bands in my pocket
(Bands)
Vv's I want it, like Soulja Boy lock it
(Soulja Boy)
She a lil diva she fuck
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
future wifey
Soulja Boy Tell 'Em, yeah
You can be my Bonnie, I can be your Clyde
You could be my wife, text me, call me
I need you in my life, yeah,
hand it off through the window
clready know I gotta stretch my work it might be a minute till I reload
Ima a Soulja Boy got k's in the couch I chill
Now break his legs, arms, neck (yea).
[Chorus]
(Soulja boy tell em)
(S.O.D. money gang entertainment)
(I present to you the show stoppas)
(When
going hammer
Speakers going hammer
I remember back in the days, mayne I was broke
These days Soulja Tell 'Em run a hundred spokes
No joke, mayne I'm
going hammer
Speakers going hammer
I remember back in the days, mayne I was broke
These days Soulja Tell 'Em run a hundred spokes
No joke, mayne I'm
boy tell em
He sending threats cuz his girl head up on my pelvis
I'm head hunting
Looking for them niggas they just got pronounced dead on me
Now I
I been a
Soulja Boy
Yup in my
White T
Get a stain
Off in that bitch
I Buy a new pack
Next week
No Gucci Mane
But the lemonade
Make a Nigga squeeze
'Cause I am what he wants his girl and I love it
I can't leave 'em alone
I tried that good boy game
But the dope boy's turning me on
It's just that
'Cause I am what he wants his girl and I love it
I can't leave 'em alone
I tried that good boy game
But the dope boy's turning me on
It's just that
R-O-C
Memph Bleek
Jigga man
Missy, Twista sho' nuff
Yeah, yo
Don't get mad at me
I don't love 'em I fuck 'em
I don't chase 'em I duck 'em
I
Saratoga
Head straight to Foot Action and snatch me two pair of Solja?s
Take a left on Taladonna get a O of that Doja
Tell ?em right on my trail and hit
know what I want
So bad, I love that, I can't leave 'em alone
The more I get
The more my ambition tell me there's more
I'll move an eighth for that girl
extention
They gonna gemme my land
I ant even playin with him
I ant even playin with them
They already know who im talking bout
I feel like Soulja Boy
I gotta
Soulja Boy Tell'em with a brand new mac eleven
N***a try me man I'm rockin' gucci sweaters
Louis on my head BLVD is getting money
N***az hatin' on me
the beam that I showed him, that I keep by my scrotum
I seen him I sold him, I leand him I told him
The Demons arose and, bullets, pull it, at a hour just
and my diamonds blue
Keep a dime chick like 5 times 2
I be killin these haters when
I slide by through
Like a drive by do in a sky dive coop
Flyin,
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