Lyrics:
Sizz-ore
Step on the scene, make the haters say dammit.
Soulja Boy Tell 'Em hottest rapper on the planet.
Ya' girl love me and I know you can't stand
shoes have a buckle on 'em, you're not pimpin'
to snaps
Record company death traps settin' decoys
Just to pimp young b-boys
With a cup full of yak, studio contact
Maniac with a contract
Well
North side
Pimpin' a bitch and we jackin' them niggas, because we comin' from North side
Fuck a bitch, I tell her to bring ten grand, or I don't wanna
shoes have a buckle on 'em, you're not pimpin'
Step on the scene, make the haters say dammit.
Soulja Boy Tell 'em hottest rapper on the planet.
Ya' girl love me and I know you can't stand it.
that's me, yep (ay)
Yep that's me, yep (ay)
Yep that's me, yep (ay)
Yep that's meeeee
Soulja Boy Tell 'Em
Yep that's meeeee
Swish, swish, swish, swish
that's me, yep (ay)
Yep that's me, yep (ay)
Yep that's me, yep (ay)
Yep that's meeeee
Soulja Boy Tell 'Em
Yep that's meeeee
Swish, swish, swish, swish
we the best
And I'm down in Miami
Ridin' in the phantom
Somewhere by south beach
Soulja boy tell em
Got a million dollar mouth piece
On my dog
why'all, but this about Southern shit.
Now, tell me can you...uh...feel this, bitch?
We givin' 'em brain contusions...
Pimp see, what's the conclusion?
like soulja boy tell em and they parents they can't see it they blind they wonder why they kids talking bout soulja boy all the time(all the time) they
[Soulja Boy]
Soulja Boy tell 'em (i got)
Yeaah Justin Bieber (that's me)
She's a rich girl (She's a rich girl)
[Justin Bieber]
She's a rich girl
of people glad
glad glad yea glad I do it from
the heart and if I wasn't gonna finish man why would I even start?
Im soulja boy tell em and my
life is
to the suite and tell 'em to fall through (threw)
And tell that nigga ESG and Paul Wall too
I know Bun did had been fun wit them freaks, yeah (yeaaaaa)
Do it
nigga Slim Thug they mean what they do
Say the black one a slut but the red would cut too (too)
Give 'em number to the suite and tell 'em to fall through
to the suite and tell 'em to fall through (threw)
And tell that nigga ESG and Paul Wall too
I know Bun did had been fun wit them freaks, yeah (yeaaaaa)
Do it
runs it
Nigga my heart beat slow & pump blood
Souljas been around wit before they had thugs
I'm gonna give it 2 ya raw I'm gon' tell it like it is
I'm
my lil' soulja there
Bitch, it's over, I thought I told you that
Ayy, you too messy, why you posting that?
I can really tell them boys to spin that
get em
Shoot!
Let me get em
Nah shootout ayye, nah shootout ayyee, nah shootout ayyee, nah shootout ayyee
(soulja boy tell em)
[verse 1:]
Its
think that hard
I’m so real keep a 5th it’s all camo no flauge
Now lemme tell you bout this straight dawg
Keep that boy there on a leash
All I know
(too)
Give 'em number to the suite and tell 'em to fall threw (threw)
And tell that nigga ESG and Paul Wall too
I know Bun did had been fun wit them
(too)
Give 'em number to the suite and tell 'em to fall threw (threw)
And tell that nigga ESG and Paul Wall too
I know Bun did had been fun wit them
can't get like me
Soulja boy the name you already know (soulja boy tell em)
I got stacks on deck
A big bank roll
And uhh
You can't get like me NOPE
You
remember I was a water boy
No wakin up n smellin roses we smelt gun smoke
Smoked em like piff we light yo ass up wen our guns blow
You Hea me talk in slangs
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