Lyrics:
boosie
They wanna buy me Louie and they wanna buy me Gucci
Who rock flows with more hoes than dominos
Cause I been a CEO
Back when I was still in my embryo
Bitch
Multiply,Divide me, Then add on the remainder
I push more weight then a personal trainer
I get my gucci duffle bag and my hat off the shelf
on a shirt, you a Twitter banner
Gucci Mane, that Kush be my cologne
Soulja Boy, baby, pick up the phone
Blowin' kisses to your bitch
Through the phone draco's
Boy, I'm Superman
Hahahahahaha
Just Blaze!
I ain't no muthafuckin' Soulja Boy, I'm Superman
Haha
Up, up and away!
Boy, I'm Superman
Hahahahahaha
Just Blaze!
I ain't no muthafuckin' Soulja Boy, I'm Superman
Haha
Up, up and away!
do
Bitch I feel like Gucci Mane
In 2000 and 2
This bitch lie worse than Soulja Boy
I ain't never known was true
Gotta Glock but he ain't no soldier
I
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
before my Y (might not never, haan)
Even my abuela know that (let's get 'em Mixx)
Let's go (let's go), we take a trip to the opps (we take a what?)
Doll then, Soulja Boy Tell 'Em we got one
No, I can't fit it in my pocket
Got a quarter million cash, I can't fit it in my pocket
Me and Asian Doll
rehabilitate 'em, that's the sheriff's story
So what's left, the judge goes deaf
When you try to tell your side
And you ain't blue eyed
Boy you better duck
what's left, the judge goes deaf
When you try to tell your side
And you ain't blue eyed
Boy you better duck 'cause the book is comin'
And just hand
(gllliiiddd)
Choppy Sounding off singing like Lucci
Left the scene told me boys it was Gucci (brrr)
Neva been a Soulja boy
Always been a F**in chief
Lead neva
Tell em that I need a hunnit thousand
Tell em that I need a hunnit thousand
Tell em that I need a hunnit thousand
Tell em that I need a hunnit
Santana
Couple swipes and a flight
Like a damn scammer
Green and red on my rag
Gucci bandanna
If you ain't looking sweet
You a damn bamma
My little mama
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
the Pyrex
Had to call my plug when I only got a 9 back
Had to call my brudda kill a nigga give his 9 back
If the feds listening tell em never mind that
How I
lucky)
Funny watchin' two niggas beef that could hardly fight
Like Soulja Boy gettin' pepper sprayed by Charleston White
Can't forget about the Super
up, tell a man hold up
Looking like something out of Bad Boys 2
Bad boy Gs in a bad boy shoot (shoot)
You are not a bad boy, move
Shut down shows
and tell him
"Bring cars 'round" (Ayo)
Percocets in my bloodstream
Gucci denim, 40 tucked up in 'em
Every nigga bitch wanna fuck me
Gucci denim, 40 tucked up
don't get em hit
Gucci ain't Gucci dropped his ass that's my face lift
You gonna wake up in the sky I go ape shit
White boy wasted 1017 shots
Jamaica
Gucci down to the sock
And my fist on Thanos, way I'm wearing these rocks
Bet a hunnid' I look better than your man by a lot
I ain't hearing no heat, all
engine made in Germany
Balling on em currently I'm stacking all this currency
Pockets extra beefy off the spinach
Designer by Gucci closet look like a mini
Soulja Boy
Pulling up in my new toy
Shoot my shot, Brandon Roy
AND I
Cannot slow down my grind
I'm one of a kind
Tell me what's on your mind
This, is,
changed
But the fucking bank account, any any any amount
Nigga it's unlimited, I'm aiming while you're screaming bitch
It's Soulja tell 'em remenice about
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