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Soulja Boy lyrics - iSouljaBoyTellEm

Bird Walk lyrics

[Intro]
Soulja Boy Tell Em
Ya know what it is man
Turn my swag on man
Time to hit my bird walk man

[Chorus (x2)]
Watch me hit my bird walk
Watch me hit my bird walk
Watch me hit my bird walk
Watch me hit my bird walk
Watch me do it
Yuha
Watch me do it
Yuha
Watch me do it
Yuha
Watch me do it
Yuha

[Verse 1]
Step in side da club fresh from head to toe,
Hit my bird walk and den I messin wit my merry-go,
Wen im in da d-town, Dallas
Wassup bro
Wen im in da A-pull pally
Wat happenin folk
Wen im in Chicago they hollerin
Now wassup joe
Now im back to Mississippi they telling me
Wassup mayne
They telling me da same thing
Wen im in new york
Was good sun, just hustlin

[Chorus (x2)]
Watch me hit my bird walk
Watch me hit my bird walk
Watch me hit my bird walk
Watch me hit my bird walk
Watch me do it
Yuha
Watch me do it
Yuha
Watch me do it
Yuha
Watch me do it
Yuha

[Verse 2]
Aye Feelin Bezzy
Wat wat they do that at
Watch looking freezy
Ye-yellow diomaond rain
Ice grill
Ice chain
Ice ring
Iced out
If you cross S.O.D
We gonna knock ur lights out
Step inside the set
Im to clean to get touched
S.O.D. Money Gang
We to mean to get mugged
Hit my bird walk
And got the club crunk
Den I heared ur gurl tlk
Now she hoppin in my trunk
Now im hittin my bird walk

[Chorus (x2)]
Watch me hit my bird walk
Watch me hit my bird walk
Watch me hit my bird walk
Watch me hit my bird walk
Watch me do it
Yuha
Watch me do it
Yuha
Watch me do it
Yuha
Watch me do it
Yuha

[Verse 3]
S.O.U.L.J.A Bezzy
Bird walked wit my dance
Make it look easy
My dougie, im fresh
Ya im clean
So krispy
Throwin out money
Like ur boy gotta frisbey
Soulja boy tell em
For da kids like Disney
Chain 360
Make your head dizzy
Every city in da club
Who rollin wit me
Arab
Jbar
Miami
Mizzy

[Chorus (x2)]
Watch me hit my bird walk
Watch me hit my bird walk
Watch me hit my bird walk
Watch me hit my bird walk
Watch me do it
Yuha
Watch me do it
Yuha
Watch me do it
Yuha
Watch me do it
Yuha




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Booty Got Swag lyrics

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 from it [2X]
Dip it down, den roll with it [2X]

[Verse 1]
Dip it down to the ground then get it
Don't be scared girl get it (girl get it)
I'm good if you with it, I'm with it
Soulja Boy tell 'em first (first) let's get it
She got a "Donk Part 2" what's happenin? (What's happenin?)
New money and I got it from rappin (from rappin)
A hundred flips wrapped up in plastic
Shake it up and down can I grab it (grab it)

[Chorus]

[Verse 2]
Mic check, Gucci bandana
Girl I see you in dem sandals
You might be too much to handle
Soulja Boy TV that's my channel
Girl break it down with it, break it down break it down with it
Break it down break it down with it
Girl take it down with it, take it down take it down with it
Take it down take it down with it

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
Get dowwwwwwwn [repeat "get it" in background]
Take it down to the ground [repeat "get it" in background]
Shake somethin girl [repeat "get it" in background]
Twerk, twerk, twerk, twerk [repeat "get it" in background]

[Chorus - 2X]

[repeat to fade]
Get it get it get it get it...




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Eazy lyrics

Eazy
A fresh young rapper named beezy
Soulja Boy tell em make this ish look eazy
Eazy, I do this for a living man beleive me
Soulja Boy tell em make this ish look eazy

A fresh young rapper named beezy
Soulja Boy tell em make this ish look eazy
Eazy, I do this for a ling man beleive me
Soulja Boy tell em make this ish look eazy

Man I broke the cold im in ice mode
Game face on with my chain sittin on light mode
Got alot of gwap came from stayin on a paper chase
Shout out to my partner
Hold it down movin major weight
Every city every state Soulja Boy is known
Im just 18 now and im already grown
And I put my team on
S.O.D. sittin right
This is my theme song
And im rippin this beat right

Eazy
A fresh young rapper named beezy
Soulja Boy tell em make this ish look eazy
Eazy, I do this for a living man beleive me
Soulja Boy tell em make this ish look eazy

A fresh young rapper named beezy
Soulja Boy tell em make this ish look eazy
Eazy, I do this for a ling man beleive me
Soulja Boy tell em make this ish look (ish look)

Rippin this beat tight
Is the crowd stimulated
I make it look eazy you make it look complicated
My name is s.beezy a.k.a. the heavy weighter
Now go head I'll see you later
Now go head and shoot your lay up
Catch me on the rebound, 3 pounds, we found
In the studio maybe tree sound
Soulja Boy tell em yea we clown
And im still on top
Two years later and still playin x box

Eazy
A fresh young rapper named beezy
Soulja Boy tell em make this ish look eazy
Eazy, I do this for a living man beleive me
Soulja Boy tell em make this ish look eazy

Eazy
A fresh young rapper named beezy
Soulja Boy tell em make this ish look eazy
Eazy, I do this for a living man beleive me
Souljaboy tell em make this ish look peice of cake

Rock holder hollerin out im the man
Folk star face beezy
Soulja Boy pa chino
Soulja Boy mandingo
When im with your girl all alone in the casino
I'll show just how we roll
One day in my life will get your mind right
One day in my life will get your grind tight
Im tryna tell em but they don't wanna beleive me
Soulja Boy tell em makin this ish look eazy

Eazy
A fresh young rapper named beezy
Soulja Boy tell em make this ish look eazy
Eazy, I do this for a living man beleive me
Soulja Boy tell em make this ish look eazy

Eazy
A fresh young rapper named beezy
Soulja Boy tell em make this ish look eazy
Eazy, I do this for a living man beleive me
Soulja Boy tell em make this ish look eazy




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Go Head lyrics

(feat. Juney Boondata)

SouljaBoyTell 'em

[Chorus: Juney Boondata]
G-G-G-Go Head and(Go Head)
G-G-G-Go Head and(Go Head)
G-G-G-Go Head and(Go Head)
G-G-G-Go Head and(Go Head)
Won't tell a soul so, jump up out dem clothes
I won't tell a soul so, jump up out dem clothes

[Juney Boondata]:
I-I-I- G-G-G-Go G-G-G-Go G-G-G-Go Head and(Go Head)
G-G-G-Go G-G-G-Go Head and(Go Head)
G-G-G-Go G-G-G-Go G-G-G-Go G-G-G-Go Head and(Go Head)
G-G-G-Go G-G-G-Go Head and(Go Head) G-G-G-Go

[Soulja Boy:]
G-G-G-Go Head turn my swag ooonnn(turn my swag ooonnn)
G-Go Hit da club get my dance ooonnn(get my dance ooonnn)
Rubba bands on my neck made my swag look so official
Blow my nose on dis track please pass me some tissue(tissue)

Soulja Boy in da club gettin' crunk like HANH
Told da DJ turn da beat up like HANH
And ya know it's goin' down(DOWN)
S.O.D. Money Gang we hot right NOW

[Chorus x2]

[Soulja Boy:]
Dis song so hard every time it come on, it's like
SouljaBoy Tell 'em. Man dats my song.
Girl do yo thang(do it), let me see you break it down
Make da money rain(do it), bout ta shut da club down.
Swag(swag it). Gucci belt, Gucci bag, Gucci bandana(dana)
White and red painted Lotus no antenna
High score, one betta. Bird walk, no feather.
New whip, pink slip neva place second(nope).

[Chorus x2]

[Soulja Boy:]
Ay lil buddy, ay lil mama, ay lil shawty, ay whazup,
Ay whazup, whazup, ay whaz hannen, ay whatup(what up)
Me and my boy, you and yo girl, Man you know we came to party,
Every time we hit da club you know we party hearty,
Ridin' on a harley, swag surf gnarly, gnarly, gnarllyyyyyy.
You otha people 'tarded 'cause you late for the class
You can't learn off me, you can't touch my swag(nooooo).

[Chorus x3]




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Gucci Bandanna lyrics

(feat. Gucci Mane, Shawty Lo)

[Soulja Boy Speaking:]
Soulja Boy Tellem

[Chorus:]
Ey, Gucci Bandanna, Gucci, Gucci Bandanna,
Ey, Gucci Bandanna, Gucci, Gucci Bandanna,
Ey, Gucci Bandanna, Gucci, Gucci Bandanna,
Ey, Gucci Bandanna, Gucci, Gucci Bandanna,
Ey, Gucci Bandanna, Gucci, Gucci Bandanna,
Ey, Gucci Bandanna, Gucci, Gucci Bandanna,
Ey, Gucci Bandanna, Gucci, Gucci Bandanna,
Ey, Gucci Bandanna, Gucci, Gucci Bandanna

[Soulja Boy:]
It's Soulja Boy Tellem,
I fuck with Shawty Low,
I fuck with Rocco,
Gucci head to toe,
Chain on chill (chill),
Watch on freeze (freeze),
A pound a purp got me looking like Chinese,
Gucci Shades, but they still can't hide me,
Hit the club, seventeen with no ID,
Damn! I changed up the format,
Welcome to my crib,
Leave your shoes at the doormat,
Uhh, and ain't this Beat tight,
Chains say hello,
Watch say goodnight,
And I still look right,
This is the good life,
Gucci Bandanna just to make me look tight

[Chorus:]
Ey, Gucci Bandanna, Gucci, Gucci Bandanna,
Ey, Gucci Bandanna, Gucci, Gucci Bandanna,
Ey, Gucci Bandanna, Gucci, Gucci Bandanna,
Ey, Gucci Bandanna, Gucci, Gucci Bandanna,
Ey, Gucci Bandanna, Gucci, Gucci Bandanna,
Ey, Gucci Bandanna, Gucci, Gucci Bandanna,
Ey, Gucci Bandanna, Gucci, Gucci Bandanna,
Ey, Gucci Bandanna, Gucci, Gucci Bandanna,

[Gucci Mane:]
Gucci Bandanna,
Call me Gucci Montel,
Gucci girl with me,
Gucci bag,
Gucci sandles,
She too hot to handle,
Hot sex, burning candles,
Gucci Mane a player,
Gucci shopping this extravagant,
Gucci Mane drive a drop top red phantom,
And my bed got them super size Gucci spreads,
Pull up to the hood,
Stop and let them jock Gucci,
Broads jock Gucci, cause Gucci, just Gucci,
Yeah my boxer briefs,
Equipped with double G's,
Gucci key chain,
Holding on my Gucci keys,
Gucci down all the time in the summer time,
I'm Gucci Mane,
You would think that was my clothing line,
GUCCI

[Chorus:]
Ey, Gucci Bandanna, Gucci, Gucci Bandanna,
Ey, Gucci Bandanna, Gucci, Gucci Bandanna,
Ey, Gucci Bandanna, Gucci, Gucci Bandanna,
Ey, Gucci Bandanna, Gucci, Gucci Bandanna,
Ey, Gucci Bandanna, Gucci, Gucci Bandanna,
Ey, Gucci Bandanna, Gucci, Gucci Bandanna,
Ey, Gucci Bandanna, Gucci, Gucci Bandanna,
Ey, Gucci Bandanna, Gucci, Gucci Bandanna, Ey

[Shawty Lo:]
Shawty Lo,
I really want a Lanna,
Scarf on my neck,
Gucci Bandanna,
N*****s talking slick,
They filled with anmnem,
But I don't care,
So Got damn ya,
This biggest watch,
Costs more than yours,
I built a house,
You can't afford,
It's Stupid Big,
It got an ocean view, it's way up there,
I look down on you,
We flexed down here,
That's what we do,
Get in our way,
I flex on you,
You acting monkey,
We keep bannanas,
Dem goons with me,
Rocking bandanna,

[Chorus:]
Ey, Gucci Bandanna, Gucci, Gucci Bandanna,
Ey, Gucci Bandanna, Gucci, Gucci Bandanna,
Ey, Gucci Bandanna, Gucci, Gucci Bandanna,
Ey, Gucci Bandanna, Gucci, Gucci Bandanna,
Ey, Gucci Bandanna, Gucci, Gucci Bandanna,
Ey, Gucci Bandanna, Gucci, Gucci Bandanna,
Ey, Gucci Bandanna, Gucci, Gucci Bandanna,
Ey, Gucci Bandanna, Gucci, Gucci Bandanna, Ey




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Hey You There lyrics

Hey you there [x7]
I see you ova there
I see you everywhere
Come and sit right here

Hey how are you doing?
We could go see a movie
Heard you were a groupie
Jus call me next tuesday

Hey you there [x7]
I see you over there
I want you to come here
Sit down

Hey I seen you yesterday
You didn't even wave
That's why I had to say hey, hey, hey GOODBYE

You think this is funny
I think your a dummy
I have alotta money
So hey hey hey hey

Hey you there
Please her and lease her
Hey s-cc-cc- daddle
Heard you like to travel
So why won't you come her and light my (what?)
Hey you there [x3] (what you want)
Please her an lease her

Heard you like this music
Like the way I do it
Like to move it [x3]

This right here is my theme song
I bet it is your ringtone
I farted and it smelt (nasty nasty)
Like a stink bomb
Hey you there [x4] (what?)

Please her and lease her

Hey you there
Come here
I want you to come here

Please her and lease her

Hey I know you want to get me
I heard you want to lick me
My body is so sticky (nasty nasty)
Hey you there
I see you over there
I want you to come here
Please her and lease her

Chigga chigga

Hey there, Hey you there

Hey I see you over there
Please her an lease her

Hey... NO

Hey you there

Are you soulja boy?
Hey you there (what? what?)
Goodbye Goodbye




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I Pray (Outro) lyrics

Dear God, I pray, 4 all, my hatas all my hattas all my hattas all my hattas [x2]
they hatten on me in I dont know why tryin 2 stop me tryna slow down my grind I want let em nawl
I won't let em I want let em I wont let em, nawl dey tryna stop me but I won't let em
I want let em just aint no how I cant give up aint gone give up cannot give up I just cant give up nawl

[Verse 1:]
My life is a movement an everybody watchin are u entertained lookin at me partna?
I made it out da hood lets just get this understood people think my life is good but its way more
to it rumors spreadin round they tryna take my glory but theres two sides to everybodies story
so let me tell the story truth with no lyin I hate when my moma call me cryin tellin me dre I
feel like dying tellin me dre I feel like dying I remember growing up in westside of atlanta
couldnt pay the light bill so we kept them candles askin moma questions she giving false
answers I didnt wanna leave my hood I just couldnt stand it moved to mississippi and I finally
had a family moved to mississippi and I finally had a family my dad my sista and my newly
borned brother the first time I ever called another women mother fam I love ya I know I didnt
show it my mom askin for money and you askin for nothing every day I told ya one day ima make
it and if I never told you really appreciate ya if I never told ya I really appreciate ya

[Chorus:]
Its in my soul I got passion I won't stop cant stop rappen hatters blastin out they mouth
just cause Soulja from the south but I won't stop I won't stop nawl
I won't stop I can't stop nawl I won't stop I cant stop nawl I won't stop I can't stop nawl

[Verse 2:]
I got girls claiming I got em pregnant my life is really hecked Im going through the
spectives don't hated it just respect it if you cant respect it then I guess its to bad and if
my don't change then I guess its to sad but with a lot of moves I make I make a lot of people
mad but with a lot of moves I make I make a lot 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 a movement but all I gotta say is please free my nigga gucci im soulja boy tell and my
life is a movement but all I gotta say is mane free my nigga gucci

[Chorus:]
Its in my soul I got passion I won't stop cant stop rappen hatters blastin out they mouth
just cause Soulja from the south but I won't stop I won't stop nawl
I won't stop I can't stop nawl I won't stop I cant stop nawl I won't stop I can't stop nawl

Soulja Boy tell em 18 years old (ay yea boy)
Born in Chicago, IL (ay yea boy)
July 28,1990 (ay yea boy)
Cook County Hospital (ay yea boy)
To the world by storm (ay yea boy)
Made history (ay yea)
Life is good (ay yea boy)
thats what they say (ay yea)
(ay yea boy)




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I'm Bout Tha Stax (Intro) lyrics

[Verse 1]
I'm 'bout the swag, I'm 'bout the ice, I'm 'bout to cop me one tonight
I don't really care the price, cause my bankroll right
Ridin on Toyota, on Pinolla, that's just how we get it though
Choppin ola, I was holdin, forty-five, listen doe
Forty-five to get stashed to buy them new dickies man
And a S.O.D. charm piece, man that's fifty grand
Arab tatted up and gathered up the whole guap
S.O.D. gang six figures quarter million copped, cause

[Chorus: repeat 2X]
I'm 'bout the cars, I'm 'bout the swag
I'm 'bout the whip, I'm 'bout the rag
I'm 'bout the bricks, I'm 'bout the flips
I'm 'bout the chips, I'm 'bout the dips
I'm 'bout the stacks.. talkin stacks.. stacks
I'm 'bout the stacks.. stacks.. stacks

[Verse 2]
I'm 'bout the bank, I'm 'bout to vote
I'm bout the this ain't what you thought
I'm ridin clean, I got guap
I'm doin me I'm on the top
I'm 'bout the ice, I'm 'bout the shine
I'm 'bout the work, I'm 'bout the grind
I'm 'bout to get 'em, got 'em, see 'em song
Gettin every dollar doe
When you see me pop your collar
I'ma throw out every dollar
Soulja Boy's not a scholar, ? a million dollars
Get 'em S.O.D. we got 'em, scream S.O.D. we holla
Too much swag yes we ballin I'm a money baller

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
Man I'm a trapaholic rapaholic hustler
Down on your decimal, make me a customer
S.O.D. machine don't need no cash register
All the money added up, pass me the duffle
Bag full of grands, a couple bands, understand
I'm the man when I land overseas in Japan
I seen you wishin he'da quit it you can't get like me
A lot of rappers mad cause they can't make no hits like me

[Chorus]




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Kiss Me Thru The Phone lyrics

(feat. Sammie)

[Ad-Lib]
(Soulja Boy Tell Em)

[Chorus: Sammie]
Baby you know that I miss you
I wanna get with you tonight but I cannot babygirl
And that's the issue
Girl you know I miss you
I just wanna kiss you
But I can't right now so baby kiss me thru the phone
(kiss me thru the phone)
I'll see you later on..
Kiss me thru the phone
(kiss me thru the phone)
See you when I get home

[Verse: Soulja Boy]
Baby, I know that you like me
You my future wifey
SouljaBoyTellEm yeah you could be my bonnie
I could be your clyde
You could be my wife
Text me, call me, I need you in my life yeah
All that, everyday I need ya
And everytime I see ya my feelings get deeper
I miss ya, I miss ya
I really wanna kiss you but I can't

[Sammie]
Six seven eight triple nine eight two one two
(678) 999-8212

[Chorus: Sammie]
Baby you know that I miss you
I wanna get with you tonight but I cannot babygirl
And that's the issue
Girl you know I miss you
I just wanna kiss you
But I can't right now so baby kiss me thru the phone
(kiss me thru the phone)
See you later on..
Kiss me thru the phone
(kiss me thru the phone)
See you when I get home

[Verse: Soulja Boy]
Baby, I been thinking lately
So much about you
Everything about you, I like it, I love it
Kissing you in public
Thinking nothing of it
Roses by the dozen
Talking on the phone
Baby you so sexy your voice is so lovely
I love your complexion
I miss ya, I miss ya, I miss ya
I really wanna kiss you but I can't

[Sammie]
Six seven eight triple nine eight two one two
(678) 999-8212

[Chorus: Sammie]
Baby you know that I miss you
I wanna get with you tonight but I cannot babygirl
And that's the issue
Girl you know I miss you
I just wanna kiss you
But I can't right now so baby kiss me thru the phone
(kiss me thru the phone)
See you later on..
Kiss me thru the phone
(kiss me thru the phone)
See you when I get home

[Bridge: Soulja Boy]
She call my phone like
(da da dadadada da da dadadada da da..)
We on the phone like
(da da dadadada da da dadadada da da..)
We taking pics like
(da da dadadada da da dadadada da da..)
She dial my number like
(da da dadadada da da dadadada da da..)

[Sammie]
Six seven eight triple nine eight two one two
(678) 999-8212

[Chorus: Sammie]
Baby you know that I miss you
I wanna get with you tonight but I cannot babygirl
And that's the issue
Girl you know I miss you
I just wanna kiss you
But I can't right now so baby kiss me thru the phone
(kiss me thru the phone)
See you later on..
Kiss me thru the phone
(kiss me thru the phone)
See you when I get home




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Shoppin' Spree lyrics

(feat. Gucci Mane, Yo Gotti)

[CHORUS]
Left ring 10 hundred cash
Neckpiece 30 grand
Whip cost 300 grand
God damn I'm on a shoppin spree
Bracelet 20 bags
Rims cost me 5 grand
House cost 500 cash
God damn I'm on a shoppin spree

[SOULJA BOY]
Ridin in a whip that dont release until 2010
50 thousand dollars spent just to make my rims spin
Half a million dollars spent on the house I live in
Even more spent on the seat I sit my ass in
Soulja Boy Tell Em a.k.a the assasin
prises cuts in my watch like I threw sum glass in
Damn, exclusive shit sent from China
If you lookin for me I'm probaly in your girl's vagina
I'm lookin in the mirror tell me who's finer
Bought a Lamborgini, didn't need to co-signer
ayy wat i spit is jus minor
Every cut served Soulja Boy's headliner
Damn now tell me you don't feel this
Ayy, you can't say I'm just one hit
Ayy, are you bitch niggas serious
I'm quick on track like fast and the furious

[CHORUS]

[x6]
I'm on a shoppin spree

[GUCCI MANE]
From a Cutlass to a Chevy, Chevy to a Lamborgini
You can't be me or see me unless you see me on T.V.
Shiny and greesy I wonder if Stevie Wonder can see me
Necklace a jungle of visas, just check my selection of pieces
Uhh, I got a stupid collection you see it
Chain worth a millie, you silly, really I'm lly and 20
Hah, man I pass out 50s an 20s
I pass out 50s an 20s
I pass out 100s and 50s
We make more money than Chemists, Doctors, and Lawyers, and Dentists
Chemists, the Doctors, the Lawyers, money together could'nt get me
2 door Gulardo, 160
Drop, top, 120
House worth a million and three, Dula truck, 63 g's
Old schools a hundred a piece
That cost me 75 g's, 65 actually but my rims cost me 10 of them things
Gucci, Yo Gotti, the king
Soulja done did it again
This team be 82g's, that beat is 82 keys
Soulja!

[CHORUS]

[YO GOTTI]
See money ain't the object
Lets give you a option
You go to your stash, partner an I'll come out my pockets
2 hundred hundreds,
That's like 20 grand
Just enough for me to buy my bride a new band
I'm like Soulja Boy Tell em,
They think that I'm playing
Come down here to Tennesse and see that I'm the man
Ain't talkin about no rappin
I'm talkin about that trappin
I'm talkin about that brick, I'll ram it straight up pistol package, Check!
Ringpiece 2,000 grand
Neckpiece 4,000 grand
Fin to cop a Chevy but instead I went and copped a Lamb
Woo!, took your bitch on a shopping spree
Gucci this, Prada this, I think that hoe in love with me
Ain't got security, I keep lots of thugs with me
We call them goons cause, I rock lots of jewlery
Cocaine everything
Who the fuck ain't feelin me
Gun powder on the market
Realest nigga in the streets

[CHORUS]

[x6]
I'm on a shopping spree




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Soulja Boy Tellem lyrics

Souljaboytellem' [3x]

Wake up out my sleep its time to start another day
Souljaboy how many albums did u go and sell today?

Boytellem'

S. beezy the truth is what im tellin'
Got this clown dissin' me, but where is his album sellin?

Boytellem'

Im doin' interviews adressin' all these critics tryna under rate me sayin' I aint got no lyrics

Boytellem'

3x platinum yea I broke the record if you cant respect that tell me what is you respectin'

Dudes rockin' yums fades cuz souljaboytellem'
Blowin' off they myspace page cuz souljaboytellem
Got em' yellin out the A
(cuz souljaboytellem') [3x]

Reppin' S.O.D.money gang cuz souljaboytellem'
The superman what they crank cuz souljaboytellem'
They got they names on they shades
(cuz souljaboytellem') [3x]

Boytellem'

Boy I spit harder I spit fire
We tell them old washed up rappers to retire

Boytellem'

Tryna copy my technique on your album
Its time to crank it up lets turn up the volume
The rap game dont get me started
My lyrics get recycled but yo lyrics just garbage

Boytellem'

For you to get a hit you need a feature
I'm solo every track still comin' out yo speakers

Dudes rockin' yums fades cuz souljaboytellem'
Blowin off they myspace page cuz souljaboytellem'
Got em yellin' out the A
(cuz souljaboytellem') [3x]

Reppin' S.O.D. money gang cuz souljaboytellem'
The superman what they crank cuz souljaboytellem'
They got they name on they shades cuz
(cuz souljaboytellem') [3x]

Dudes rockin' yums fades cuz souljaboytellem'
Blowin off they myspace page cuz souljaboytellem'
Got em yellin' out the A
(cuz souljaboytellem') [3x]

Reppin' S.O.D. money gang cuz souljaboytellem'
The superman what they crank cuz souljaboytellem'
They got they name on they shades cuz
(cuz souljaboytellem') [3x]




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Turn My Swag On lyrics

Soulja Boy Tellem!
Hopped up off tha bed,
Turn ma swag on,
Took a look in tha mirror said wassup
Yeeeeea im gettin money (ohh) [x2]

Turn ma swag on,
Its ma turn now turn it up
Yeeeeea, yeeeea
I put my team on, and ma theme song
Now its time to turn it up
Yeeeeea, yeeeea

I got a question why they hattin on me,
I got a question why they hattin on me
I aint did nuthin to em, but count this money
And put my team on, now my whole clic stunnin
Boy wassup, yeeeea
Boy wassup, yeeeea

When i was 9 years old, i put it in ma head
That ima die for this gold
(Soulja Boy tellem)
Boy wassup, yeeeea
Hopped up off tha bed
Turn ma swag on
Took a look in tha mirror said wassup
Yeeeeea im gettin money (ooh) [x2]

Im back again,
I know a lot of yall thought i wasn't coming back.....
Yeeeeea, yeeeea
I had to prove them wrong,
Got back in the studio and came up with another hit
Yeeeeea, yeeeea
I told the world my story, the world where im from
Souljaboy X L dot com, boy wassup
Yeeeeea, yeeeea

Now everytime you see me spit
Every time you hear me rhyme
Everytime you see me in your state of town
Say wassup
Yeeeeea, yeeeea

Hopped up off tha bed
Turn ma swag on
Took a look in tha mirror said wassup
Yeeeeea im gettin money (ooh) [x2]




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Whoop Rico lyrics

(feat. Show Stoppas)

When we start dancing
What we do. We hurt they feelings.
When we start dancing
What we do. We hurt the feelings.

Security step up deep [x4]

Whoop rico and break his neck.
Whoop rico and break his neck.
Whoop rico. Whoop rico. Whoop rico and break his neck [x2]

[Boss:]
Go step to my battle field.
Where my niggas come from.
All we know is kill bill. That's right.
Breakin neck. We ain't showing no respect.
Try me. Some niggas at no will.
Now watch me slow it down and then I take it in slow motion.
And then I speed it up. And take it fast like a nigga on a top speed coaster.
Now where my goons at?
Load em up. Take aim and we ready to attack.
And ain't no backin down.
We go pound for pound. Round for round. We knock em down.
Now if you think you got them hands. And nigga that's the plan.
I'm a knock yo ass down like the black Jackie chan.
The squad ain't loosing. These bitches keep choosing.
And that's why (ay, ay).

[Smurf:]
Let me get em. Man I gotta hit the flo.
Step into my fighting stand. And then I crank that rambo.
Anyone can come and get it.
It's a war that I declare.
If you want a double duo. Then I bring out yogi-bear.
Watch us hit you left and right.
Combos coming once or twice.
We becomin stupid fast. Have yo whole clique scarred for life.
Flawless victory on deck.
But it's time for round two.
Put my hands up on my hips,
Then I crank my Scooby-doo.

[Chorus:]
When we start dancing
What we do? We hurt they feelings.
When we start dancing
What we do? We hurt the feelings.

Security step up deep [x4]

Whoop rico and break his neck.
Whoop rico and break his neck.
Whoop rico. Whoop rico. Whoop rico and break his neck [x2]

[Mike Dingo:]
Ay. They love to see me move.
Me and my whole crew.
Cause everytime I lean they watch spectators try to do it too.
So they keep on hesitating & hate, I put em in they place.
I call my boy Tookie then we whoop rico in his face.
No time to conversate.
This ain't the time or place. Watch me have to whoop a nigga ass
Like my name was Billy blanks.
This left a leave ya.
Then my dance, we crucial like brutality.
We leave ya'll whole click stuck. Like we stole the d**n scene.

[Trez:]
They said em twice. Another third times a charm.
But why would you holla back, if a nigga in front of you ain't no harm.
He tried to lean, he tried to rock, but he can't do it quite like me.
Cause he keep doing the same ole move, constantly.
Now watch us kill this dance. Soon as we hit the flo.
Bout to get real crazy, don't turn yo head. We bout to start the show.
First you bend yo back, and lift yo head. Use yo hands and block yo head.
Roll yo arms and show yo swagg. Now break his legs, arms, neck (yea).

[Chorus:]
When we start dancing
What we do. We hurt they feelings.
When we start dancing
What we do. We hurt the feelings.

Security step up deep [x4]

Whoop rico and break his neck.
Whoop rico and break his neck.
Whoop rico. Whoop rico. Whoop rico and break his neck [x2]

[Soulja Boy tell em:]
(S.O.D. money gang entertainment)
(I present to you the show stoppas)
(When this song come on in the club)
(Ya better get out the way)
(Stacks on deck)
(S.O.D. money gang entertainment)
(Soulja boy soulja boy soulja boy tell em)

Security step up deep [x6]

When we start dancing. What we do. We hurt they feelings [x2]

Whoop rico and break his neck.
Whoop rico and break his neck.
Whoop rico. Whoop rico. Whoop rico and break his neck.
(S.O.D. money gang)

When we start dancing. What we do. We hurt they feelings [x2]

Whoop rico and break his neck.
Whoop rico and break his neck.
Whoop rico. Whoop rico. Whoop rico and break his neck.
(S.O.D. Money Gang)




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Wit My Yums On lyrics

[Intro]
Soulja boy tellem,
SOD money gang,
SOD money mafia,
Sod..its the label (yup)

[Chorus]
Rubberband chain on my neck (wit my yums on)
Screamin out stacks on deck (wit my yums on)
Cashin dem $100,000 checks wit my yums on (yup)
Wit my yums on (yup)
Wit my yums on (yup)

Gucci bandana go great (wit my yums on)
Money comen so I keep it real (wit my yums on)
Man, imma tell yall how it is
Wit my yums on (yup)
Wit my yums on (yup)
Wit my yums on (yup)

[Verse 1]
Step up on the scene now you no who it be
Fresh yums wit da hat cant get like me
Im yellin I got my swag back
Pull up to the club seen clean in a cadilac
Yums wit da gucci grip
Your girl had a heart attack, when she my smile, you old like an artifact
All I can say is wow, yums hat, yums bag, yums lugage, pants, sack souljaboy da money man,
Your girls number 1 fan

[Chorus]
Rubberband chain on my neck (wit my yums on)
Screamin out stacks on deck (wit my yums on)
Cashin dem $100,000 checks wit my yums on (yup)
Wit my yums on (yup)
Wit my yums on (yup)

Gucci bandana go great (wit my yums on)
Money comen so I keep it real (wit my yums on)
Man, imma tell yall how it is
Wit my yums on (yup)
Wit my yums on (yup)
Wit my yums on (yup)

[Verse 2]
My closet it amazing, its full of fruity colors, fruity flavors, it look crazy
Im so busy, you so lazy
Im so clean, you so lame
Yellow yums chain, got money on deck
I got yums so fresh man, soulja boy tellem,
Yeah tellem like yu tld me to, I take a band and blow it man its jus the grand, thats how we do
Yums is my choose of shoes and these how you supposed to rock a candy pant wit a candy hat
Im so fresh I cabt stop

[Chorus]
Rubberband chain on my neck (wit my yums on)
Screamin out stacks on deck (wit my yums on)
Cashin dem $100,000 checks
Wit my yums on(yup)
Wit my yums on (yup)
Wit my yums on (yup)
Gucci bandana go great (wit my yums on)
Money comen so I keep it real (wit my yums on)
Man, imma tell yall how it is
Wit my yums on (yup)
Wit my yums on (yup)
Wit my yums on (yup)

[Verse 3]
Cupcake, candy, apple, lemonade fresh money
Step up on da stage, make all the girls lose there breath, im fresher den the next money
Keepin this hat tilt (tilt)and this chain on my chest man I wear nuttin less den a grand
(grand) man (man) a whole duffle bag full of rubberbands
Damn (damn) soulja boy da man
Now yall understand yall cant touch me busta, you need to catch up cuz you still in da musta

[Chorus]
Rubberband chain on my neck (wit my yums on)
Screamin out stacks on deck (wit my yums on)
Cashin dem $100,000 checks wit my yums on (yup)
Wit my yums on (yup)
Wit my yums on (yup)

Gucci bandana go great (wit my yums on)
Money comen so I keep it real (wit my yums on)
Man, imma tell yall how it is
Wit my yums on (yup)
Wit my yums on (yup)
Wit my yums on (yup)

Wit my yums on [x6]




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Yamaha Mama lyrics

(feat. Sean Kingston)

[Soulja Boy:]
Aye yo what's up what's up it's your boy soulja boy tellem'
When you get this message pack your bags cause were going on a trip

It's soulja boy tellem' I'm back
Girl I know you like it like that
From the east to the west she likes the tatoos on my chest
Wipe me down I'm flowing
Girl keep going and going
She knowing I'm on, sending text message to my phone
6789998212 hit me up I'm south girl and let me know what's up with you
Your my number one lady number one girl you know your boy can rock your world my yamaha girl a rider shawty know she got that fire
S.O.D. money gang got that game, sure, I'm a let my boy sean gon' sing you the hook

[Sean Kingston:]
From the east to the west scream for me if your my number 1 lady
Take a lead from the rest you can go fast speed it up for me baby
I'm a g, what's next? 1 night with me would drive you crazy (crazy)
One night with me would drive you crazy
I'm already started so get ready take your marks and get steady
You know it's about to get heavy cause' shes a rider (rider rider a rider)
My yamaha mama, my yamaha mama, my yamaha mama, my yamaha mama aye aye aye

[Soulja Boy:]
Baby you my lady come get on top of me louie bandanna gucci sunnies yeah we on a shopping spree,
yeah I like to drop the top, yeah I like to see you smile,
yeah I like to talk to you on the phone for a long time, baby you been on my mind,
shawty you so fine, yeah yeah yous a dime,
I think about you all the time and I ain't even lying shawty
I'm just tryin to tell you how I feel through this round AYE

[Sean Kingston:]
From the east to the west scream for me if your my number 1 lady
Take a lead from the rest you can go fast speed it up for me baby
I'm a g, what's next? 1 night with me would drive you crazy (crazy)
One night with me would drive you crazy
I'm already started so get ready take your marks and get steady
You know it's about to get heavy cause' shes a rider (rider rider a rider)
My yamaha mama, my yamaha mama, my yamaha mama, my yamaha mama aye aye aye

All the girls cross the world put the key in the ignition and just ride,
come and get in this G4 we can fly real slow, through the sky (through the sky aye) [x2]

From the east to the west scream for me if your my number 1 lady
Take a lead from the rest you can go fast speed it up for me baby
I'm a g, what's next? 1 night with me would drive you crazy (crazy)
One night with me would drive you crazy
I'm already started so get ready take your marks and get steady
You know it's about to get heavy cause' shes a rider (rider a rider)
My yamaha mama, my yamaha mama, my yamaha mama, my yamaha mama aye aye aye

[Lil Wayne:]
Zoom on a yamaha, chromed out eleven hundred
[Sean Kingston:]
My yamaha mama
[Lil Wayne:]
Zoom on a yamaha, chromed out eleven hundred
[Sean Kingston:]
My yamaha mama
[Lil Wayne:]
Zoom on a yamaha, chromed out eleven hundred
[Sean Kingston:]
My yamaha mama
[Lil Wayne:]
Zoom on a yamaha, chromed out eleven hundred
[Sean Kingston:]
My yamaha mama