Lyrics:
in, left foot in (SOULJA BOY TELL EM)left foot in, put ya right foot out, put ya left foot in and you shake it all about you lean wit it rock wit it,
for?
Damn, they don't make 'em like this anymore
A white boy broke her heart back in high school
Now she told me she ain't takin' white dick anymore
looking good and it match wit the piece
Errbody wanna know what's that on the boy teeth
Ear lobes on hang, eight karats outta tell
It cost a baller 100 g's
Yeah yeah man
It's the year 2007
Aka the year 2000 n soulja boy tell em
And im back on the track
Stacks on deck entertainment pawn tree management
em' do you think
You could take the heat?
It's funny cuz' I ain't ask for this
I ain't want to be the
Poster boy for the genre, a pastor this
I just
get off me
Bitch I’m too hot so get
Hit a nigga dead in the mouth
Tell em imma need all his proceeds
Say my name tryna get some clout
Tell em pussy
disrespect 'em
A get 'cha call ta the morgue quik nigga
Why'kno about the Hot Boys
Disrespect 'em a get a call ta the morgue quik
(Look look look)
I
the morgue quick nigga
You know about the hot boys
Disrespect 'em a get a call
Ta the morgue quick
I come with, K's and Glocks
Ready ta spray the block
Raise
day
Rose gold, princess cut
Pretty face, little titties, big butt
Thugged out, she with me like "nigga what?"
Big chain on my b-boy
We walk in
said he loved our work but he wasn't sure if he could sell a record
With nothing on it
I said tell 'em we're from Seattle
He advanced us two
first like Soulja
Crank this bitch up like I'm Soulja
Keep a lil green baby yoda
Strike on that boy like I'm bowling
Shook em up, i'll pop his cap like
Ay
I like 'em thick, show that ass on the gram get a heart on yo flick
And when she walk by me, a nigga get brick
'Cuz I'm hook on the way she be
flinching slime? Call
Your henchmen slime you know I draw down
You draw attention slime
Fiend searching in a haystack
For syringes slime
D-boy got em flipping
wanna do
This time, this time, this time, this time
Baby, come tell me what you wanna do (Uh)
My lil' slime (Yeah, let's go, let's go)
Feel like Soulja
wanna do
This time, this time, this time, this time
Baby, come tell me what you wanna do (Uh)
My lil' slime (Yeah, let's go, let's go)
Feel like Soulja
WANT IT
PROLLY COULDA BEEN LIKE MIKE (I AINT JOKIN)
TOO BUSY TRYNA MAKE A HIGHLIGHT, (NOT SCORING)
NO MORE LIVING WITH PYRITE LIKE IT’S GOLDEN
I TELL EM
/ I See Dis Shit Clearly Now / Devil Can Hear Me Now / Yea I Walk By Faith, But This Here Rod Gone Help Me Clear it Out / Have You Ever Gave Yo Last
can you lend
Oh, I lied, we do share runs
Cause all my niggas gotta go and get bands
If I gotta walk in, leavin' out with like ten
Tell em' that I need
offended
If that's your friend tell her to step in this my bredrin
Been in the dance since Soulja boy go and tell em
I'm a simple man I go with the first
stop all dat talking
Bitch just roll my tree
Just bout that draco
got dat Soulja boy rite by my seat
Fuck these niggas mane
Dz niggas don't know bout
up
Cause in my mind it's the
Winter time all the time i'm a grind
Tell em I'm a rhyme
Told em that this sing got me signed
Try to put me in a box I
[Verse 1: Juvenile]
Uh, Uh, Uh I took my first break in seventy-five
I tell the story like yesterday when(??) was alive
didn't do shit with my
Soulja Livin' tru
I do Flint and D beats cause I know them boys
Hit ya street with the shh, it ain't no remorse
I'm on that Scarface shit, nigga
love you
So tell em' I said fuck you
Yeah I said fuck you (Yeah yeah)
I snuck in Drake's house when he was alone inside (Uh oh)
You can say I have
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