Lyrics:
with the thang
Earmuffs on your mama so she doesn't hear the bang
Pull up with a stick, pull up hit a lick
When you left the house, your girl suck my
weight
but I'm still standin' up straight,
Josephine.
CHORUS
Tell the children I miss 'em and wish I could kiss 'em once more.
Bet they've growed
my nigga mama cry
Like why we live and build bonds with people that gotta die
So bro save me a seat in heaven if I qualify
In this cold world it's hard
brænder ogs' igennem Amiri Denim
Det der "Crank That", Soulja Boy, go tell 'em
Længe siden at vi kendt' til en broke feelin' (yuu)
Big baba Brancs, i
yeah)
You can tell I'm 'bout my paper by my conversation (yeah, guap)
Gotta be a dime, I can't fuck with basics (dime, gotta)
Like 'em plain Jane like
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
boy, oh boy
Me and yo' baby brother we keeps the rhythm
You'll always be our lil' nigga, and I know yo' mama miss ya
Picture the day when I get my
the subject, fuck 'em
Tell them niggas that I love 'em
'Cause they know I fucking hate 'em
I can't wait to fucking bust 'em
Mama, I wanna run the hood, I
boy Soulja I thought I done Told ya
Big Drako don't keep it in my holster
Better cuff ya girl cause I won't hold Her
They thought my neck was plated But
a full grown man
It's a struggle, livin' like a good boy oughta
In the summer, watchin' all the girls pass by
When your mama, heard the way that you'd
the whole la familia turn hot like that
Any city, any block, any boulevard
I survive, no lie, I'm a ghetto boy
I could tell ya bout the dos and don'ts
I
familia turn hot like that
Any city, any block, any boulevard
I survive, no lie, I'm a ghetto boy
I could tell ya bout the dos and don'ts
Can make it
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
my ways my mama said they came from my paw.
And My Potnas that's on the corner they'll serve you that Raw.
The ones posted up behind me they'll break
my ways my mama said they came from my paw.
And My Potnas that's on the corner they'll serve you that Raw.
The ones posted up behind me they'll break
my ways my mama said they came from my paw.
And My Potnas that's on the corner they'll serve you that Raw.
The ones posted up behind me they'll break
I never worry what these guys do
I just wanna ball like Caillou
Mama said don't
Let no nigga try you
Street figher ready like ryu
But i paid too much
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
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
Have you ever been down when you feel like you lost it all
I'm a slide for my bro, I'm the one to call
Niggas talk tough, tell them boys, not a talk
Tell 'em that I'm GS9, Coke Boy
And tell 'em we brought guns for the smoke, boy
My nigga French still get it by the boat, boy
Say that Shmoney ain't
boutta splurge 50
Tell them bitches if they pussy smell like fishes I ain’t swimming (no)
Bumping Soulja slimmy gotta nigga feeling wicked
And Yea I’m
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