Lyrics:
nigga
I'm focused on makin' records and gettin' bigger
Just hits, no misses, that's for the married folk
Tell 'em fix my suite up 'cause I'm comin'
They called him a hero
In the land of the free
But he wouldn't shake my hand boy
He disappointed me
So I got my hand gun
And I blew him away
Unlock with a key lava Tennessee call that vol-cano
Are you OK? No Soulja Boy Tell 'Em
It's my guy Kano uh yeah
Let's kick it on easy play the game
Round
we got my homeboy Eazy E in the house
Compton's definitely in the house.
Yo Ren, what are we gonna call this shit, tell'em what your name is?
Yeah
the rot
Okay okay Soulja boy tell em Soulja boy tell em
Whats going on today mayne
How could he be selling cause he could snap and the beat is real heavy
we got my homeboy Eazy E in the house
Compton's definitely in the house.
Yo Ren, what are we gonna call this shit, tell'em what your name is?
Yeah
taking a risk, that might fuck up your life
Tell 'em point and shoot like camera crews
In front of cameras too (brrr)
Damn, Sean, what happened
And you know I can (ah c'mon)
Tell that you like it
And that it's good, by the way
That you move, ooh, hey
The road to hell is paved
With good
"Please pass the Backwood" (what?)
Trap boy Jack, I get the pack and run it back
What he say 'bout Guwop, stop the track, shit, run it back
Big bro was
love to soulja hate, ya heard me
I beat the game and balled in '98, ya heard me
You like the Benz, then fuck it, I navigate, ya heard me
You lay down
"Come with me, Father." He
Grabs his father by one hand. The father
Gets the magic wand, the boy gets the
Ukelele. They run across the field. People
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 he know what I want
So bad, I love that, I can't
know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
Let 'em know how we feelin' right now
Every time I come around, shawty love me down
Run up on me like click clack, my
something good
But I shoulda had another mechanic under my hood
If you see me walking by you, boy, don't you even speak
Pretend you on the sofa and I'm
'em and shuffle, love how I twist 'em and tussle
Sex play, next day, call me, uh
Let me tell you the story about the call that changed my destiny
here, baby)
I'm top shotta, don dada, bitch is just a sidekick (haha)
I'm that nigga make my main bitch choose my side bitch, uh
Walk down gang, but we
em
DJ Paul-
Now tell me how you boys talk wit all that shit in yo mouth
And how the hell you down ta key that open doors for tha Mid-South?
I put half
of excitement
I excite men
I make 'em dirty and trifling
I, been known to leave 'em frightening
Stifling all in love
By the end of the night
And I, want
Anime drop top, I look like Inuyasha.
Yo, back on the track, it's the anime master.
Holes on my dick, Cowboy Bebop when I'm blastin.
Soulja boy tell'em
Yonder comes that gal of mine how you think I know
Can tell by that Gingham gown hangin' down so low.
Bake them biscuits baby bake 'em good n' brown
When
Hear the Devil callin', I can hear 'em
It's like I get chills down my spine when I'm near him
Ma, I'm a tad too bad, I don't fear 'em
I don't need
invoices, separate the men from the boys, over here
We measure success by how many people successful next to you
Here we say you broke if everybody else
playin' until they see your ass go pro
Houdain
Soulja Soulja Yeah, yeah, hey, yeah
It's a whole new quarter get em fined he ain't showin' love
I had merch
be a handful
But y'all can't hold a candle so y'all can choke on my dick
Y'all wasn't fucking with me back when Soulja Boy had sidekicks
Had to fuck
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