• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Snap And Roll - Soulja Boy
• She Thirsty - Soulja Boy
• Swing - Soulja Boy
• Whoop Rico - Soulja Boy
• Sodmg - Soulja Boy
• Soulja Boy Ain't Got No Money - Soulja Boy
• 5013 (intro) - Soulja Boy
• Crank Dat Jump Rope - Soulja Boy
• Bapes - Soulja Boy
• I'm Leanin - Soulja Boy
• What You Know - Soulja Boy
• Soulja Girl - Soulja Boy
• Nope - Soulja Boy
• Whats Hannenin - Soulja Boy
• Super Fresh - Soulja Boy
• Yahhh Bitch Yahhh - Soulja Boy
• You Got Mail(i Got) - Soulja Boy
• Wut U Gone Do Mane - Soulja Boy
• Shootout (Pool Palace) - Soulja Boy
• Pimp Slap Dat Hoe - Soulja Boy
• Let Me Get Em - Soulja Boy
• Just Got My Report Card - Soulja Boy
• It Ain't Called Fo - Soulja Boy
• Im Crunk Off In Dis Bich - Soulja Boy
• I'm Da Hustle Man - Soulja Boy
• Do Yo Shuffle Folk - Soulja Boy
• Do It Like Dat - Soulja Boy
• Churp (Hit Me Up) - Soulja Boy
• You Cant Get Like Me - Soulja Boy
• Been Thinkin - Soulja Boy
• Zan With That Lean - Soulja Boy
• Skinny Niggaz Running Shit - Soulja Boy
• You My Girlfriend - Soulja Boy
• You Got Mail - Soulja Boy
• Yamaha Mama - Soulja Boy
• Yahhh! - Soulja Boy
• Wuzhannanan - Soulja Boy
• Work - Soulja Boy
• Willy Wonka - Soulja Boy
• Weed And Shoes - Soulja Boy
• Too Faded - Soulja Boy
• Three Times - Soulja Boy
• Talking Winning - Soulja Boy
• Tu - Soulja Boy
• Swag Daddy - Soulja Boy
• Stuntin - Soulja Boy
• Stop Kony - Soulja Boy
• Splash Out - Soulja Boy
• Speakers Going Hammer - Soulja Boy
• Look at Me - Soulja Boy

Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeah soulja boy snap and roll snap and roll snap and roll
Ahhhh yuh snap and roll yuh snap and roll yuh
snap and roll yuh snap and roll (yeeeeeeeeah)
watch me snap and roll yuh watch me snap and roll yuh
watch me snap and roll yuh watch me snap and roll yuh
Snap and roll (yuh) im outta control (yuh) i do my thang (yuh) lets crank it mane (yuh) gettin boogie folk (yuh) walk it on da flo i yuh and i yuh yea i yuh til i cant no mo superman dem folk watch me crank it on da flo evrybody gatha round im bout da crank da merry go (yea) round and round we go az i crank it in slo mo ima snap or die snapstar you already kno
Ahhhh yuh snap and roll yuh snap and roll yuh
snap and roll yuh snap and roll (yeeeeeeeeah)
watch me snap and roll yuh watch me snap and roll yuh
watch me snap and roll yuh watch me snap and roll yuh
Snap and roll roll and snap soulja boy gon throw dem stacks do my dance in tha club now watch me hit dat roosevelt getcha camera ready cuz ya boy about da jig (jig) lean wit it super fresh b fo you count da cent all mad im here folk doin my dance on da flo yea we screamin duuah in tha club we superman oooh fall off in da party and im bout da get loose dey hollin soulja boy tell'em gon hit dat 1,2
Ahhhh yuh snap and roll yuh snap and roll yuh
snap and roll yuh snap and roll (yeeeeeeeeah)
watch me snap and roll yuh watch me snap and roll yuh
watch me snap and roll yuh watch me snap and roll yuh
Snap or die folk
Snap or die folk
Snap or die folk
Snap or die folk
Snap or die folk (Snap and roll)
Snap or die folk (Snap and roll)
Snap or die folk (Snap and roll)
Snap or die folk (Snap and roll)
Ahhhh yuh snap and roll yuh snap and roll yuh
snap and roll yuh snap and roll (yeeeeeeeeah)
watch me snap and roll yuh watch me snap and roll yuh

Yea, Yea, Yea, Yea,Yea
Yea,Yea,Yea, Yea,Yea
Yea, Yea,Yea
Ay, Its Yo Folks Soulja Boy
You Know What Im Saying
This Song Right Here
Is For All Them Girls That Be Thirsty
You Know What Im Saying
Be All Upon Yo Boy
You Know Who You Is
She Thirsty,She Thirsty,She Thirsty,
She Thirsty,She Thirsty,She Thirsty,
She Thirsty,She Thirsty,She Thirsty,
She Thirsty,She Thirsty,She Thirsty,
She Thirsty,She Thirsty
She Thirsty,She Thirsty
She Like My Swag (She Thirsty)
She Like My Hair Cut (She Thirsty)
She Like My Smile (She Thirsty)
She Want Me Wifyed Up (She Thirsty)
Soulja Boy Tell'em Got The Gurl Gone Wild
When I Step On Stage, And Yo Boy Crack A Smile
She Thirsty, She Thirsty
She Wanna Ride With A (With A) G
First Class
She Wanna Fly With A (With A) G
Well She Coulda
She Coulda, Woulda, Yes She Shoulda
When It Come To Pulling Chicks, Under Chicks Pull Her
After The Show You Could Meet Me At The Hotel
Tell Eurrbody That She Know
Well Ol' Well
She Thirsty,She Thirsty,She Thirsty,
She Thirsty,She Thirsty,She Thirsty,
She Thirsty,She Thirsty,She Thirsty,
She Thirsty,She Thirsty,She Thirsty,
She Thirsty,She Thirsty
She Thirsty,She Thirsty
She Like My Swag (She Thirsty)
She Like My Hair Cut (She Thirsty)
She Like My Smile (She Thirsty)
She Want Me Wifyed Up (She Thirsty)
Walked Up In The Spot
And You Already Know
Soulja Boy Up In The Build
And It Time To Start The Show (Start The Show)
Stacks On Deck (Stacks On Deck)
Bathing Apes (Bathing Apes)
Yea Im Super Fresh (Yea Im Super Fresh)
Yea Thats A Rap (Yea Thats A Rap)
I Ride Super Clean (Super Clean)
In The Limousine (Limousine)
Gurls Say Im Super Cute
Got That Handsome Cream (Handsome Cream)
Heads Turn When I Walk Through The Door
She Said She Thirsty For Yo Boy
So Let Me Superman That...
She Thirsty,She Thirsty,She Thirsty,
She Thirsty,She Thirsty,She Thirsty,
She Thirsty,She Thirsty,She Thirsty,
She Thirsty,She Thirsty,She Thirsty,
She Thirsty,She Thirsty
She Thirsty,She Thirsty
She Like My Swag (She Thirsty)
She Like My Hair Cut (She Thirsty)
She Like My Smile (She Thirsty)
She Want Me Wifyed Up (She Thirsty)
She Like My Swag (My Swag)
She Like My Hair Cut (My Hair Cut)
She Like My Smile (My Smile)
She Want Me Wifyed Up (Me Wifyed Up)
She Thirsty,She Thirsty,She Thirsty,
Ayyyyyyyyy
She Thirsty,She Thirsty,She Thirsty,
Ayyyyyyyyy
She Thirsty,She Thirsty,She Thirsty,
Ayyyyyyyyy
She Thirsty,She Thirsty,She Thirsty,
Ayyyyyyyyy
She Thirsty,She Thirsty,She Thirsty,
Ayyyyyyyyy
She Thirsty,She Thirsty,She Thirsty,
Ayyyyyyyyy
So Let Me Superman That...
She Like My Swag (She Thirsty)
She Like My Hair Cut (She Thirsty)
She Like My Smile (She Thirsty)

[ Intro ]
This your boy Soulja Boy tell'em
This girl says she got a donk
she's about to make her hips swing all night long
O na na O na na O na na O na na O na na
[ Chorus ]
Oh shit, shake that ass ma, move it like a gypsy
Stop, woah, back it up, now let me see your hips SWING
Oh shit, shake that ass ma, move it like a gypsy
Stop, woah, back it up, now let me see your hips SWING
Now drop it low... and let me see your hips SWING
Down to the floor... now let me see your hips SWING
Now drop it low... and let me see your hips SWING
Down to the floor... now let me see your hips SWING
Verse 1
Uh oh, lean back, girl you got some mean racks
You got a mean ass and I really mean that
But can't you see, that I need a girl, that can move
Make her hips SWING - and - look - just like you
But come to think about it, I think this club is crowded
It's kinda hard to do your thing when everyone's surrounding
So let me form a circle everybody step back
I heard somebody yell "Savage where the chorus at?!"
[ Chorus ]
Oh shit, shake that ass ma, move it like a gypsy
Stop, woah, back it up, now let me see your hips SWING
Oh shit, shake that ass ma, move it like a gypsy
Stop, woah, back it up, now let me see your hips SWING
Now drop it low... and let me see your hips SWING
Down to the floor... now let me see your hips SWING
Now drop it low... and let me see your hips SWING
Down to the floor... now let me see your hips SWING
[Soulja Boy]
O na na O na na thats what i said when i hit the door
she got a donk yo shake it shake it on the floor
get low bounce high swing your heels with it
hit this split look back get it get it get it
back it up back it up go on do that dirt
youa i like that let me pull youre hurt
yo i hear my drain low and she got straight low
and the club don't close till i say so
[ Chorus ]
Oh shit, shake that ass ma, move it like a gypsy
Stop, woah, back it up, now let me see your hips SWING
Oh shit, shake that ass ma, move it like a gypsy
Stop, woah, back it up, now let me see your hips SWING
Now drop it low... and let me see your hips SWING
Down to the floor... now let me see your hips SWING
Now drop it low... and let me see your hips SWING
Down to the floor... now let me see your hips SWING
Bridge x2
Knees bent, ass out, come on push your ass out
(Let me see your hips swing)
Bring it up then back down, bring it up then back down
(Let me see your hips swing)
All my ladies on the floor, all my ladies on the floor
(Let me see your hips swing)
Pick it up then dip it low, pick it up then dip it low
(Let me see your hips swing)
[ Chorus ]
Oh shit, shake that ass ma, move it like a gypsy
Stop, woah, back it up, now let me see your hips SWING
Oh shit, shake that ass ma, move it like a gypsy
Stop, woah, back it up, now let me see your hips SWING
Now drop it low... and let me see your hips SWING
Down to the floor... now let me see your hips SWING
Now drop it low... and let me see your hips SWING

Lyrics to Whoop Rico :
[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]
[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 a** down like the black Jackie chan.
The squad ain't loosing. These bi***s 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 a**
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.

Yeah hoe
Yeah hoe
Yeah hoe
Soulja Boy over all our ball hard after all
Goddamn you Little Dre, my tie shine like Omaha
Fuck what you talking about?
Now made that pills that come up off
Word around town
Twenty two in a fucking drought
Little Dre chain me
Instead of whipping
Nigger you ain't daisy
Not Smith & Western
Cutthroat niggers all about their dollar bill
Getting money I could kill this
That's how the fuck you feel?
Rap through my hood feeling …
Real shit Little Dre I'm loaded low
Can maybe we draw
Call the plot
Twenty K don't foul law
Two hundred beans
We going up
Now everybody asking
What the motive
Nigger know it
We don't smoking
My young niggers control it
Yeah we rolling
These niggers are some horse shit
My niggers know some more shit
My niggers gone on more cliffs
Everybody asking what the problem
Everybody know I'm fucking balling or gobbling
Everybody know that I'm a motherfucking roller
Fuck what you talking
Got a chip on whose shoulder
Eat that motherfucker come
I'm savage and I'm hungry
Nigger looking in my plate
Nigger what? You want it?
Fuck nigger
What the fuck you niggers talking about?
I'm talking money by the large amount
Cash up nigger, SODMG bitch
I know you see a tat there on my sleeve bitch
Gets your white girl showing cleavage
What you talking about?
These niggers want to beat us
They can't
I'm too original
I'm too official talk to clips like Little Fifty
My niggers can't miss the epidemic
Ocean Gang we fucking winning
Niggers know we fucking swimming
Splash up like it's nothing
Niggers asking why we getting too much money
Soulja Boy the movie
Bitches on that
Money coming in
Go rolling
Time to come flexing
Fuck what you heard man
I swerve in a Lex
Baby momma takes
Goddamn gorgeous
Hopping at the frontal
Rubs like Wheel of Fortune
All so important
Came out the water
Soulja Boy swaging
Now baby place his order
Money roll jizz
Like California
Cashed up I'm on it
Money gang, yeah we won it
We're a mile up on it

Soulja Boy Aint Got No Money?
(Shit... Hol On Hol On Bitch, Ayeeee)
Soulja Boy Aint Got No Money Mane Hol Up
Stacks On Deck Watch Dem Big Face Fol Up
I Got Da Blow For Da Low. Da 5 For Da High
Nicks And Da Dimes 2 For 5 You Know Why
Im Da Money Man. Stacks In Da Caseload
Im Connect Up I Make A Call Like A Metro
Get What U Need To Get Yo Blowed
Soulja Boy Aint Got Money Hol On Hol Folks
I Got What You Need, I Got What You Like
Soulja Boy Aint Got No Money Now U Know Dat Dats A Lie
Stacks On Deck Its Bustin Out My Pockets
Searchin For Da One Yea U Know Shes A Blockhead
I Got Dem Stacks And You Already Know
Soulja Boy All Da Girls Hit Da Flow
Soulja Boy Got Money Ho. And Dats Whats Hannanan
Stacks On Deck On Da Track And Im Snappnin
Ain't Got No Money What U Talkin Bout
I Got Princess Cut Invesible Set Up In My Mouth
Nigga Dont Cap Clamin U Can Rap
Prince Of Snap Music Since I Did A Beat Wit A Snap
Aint Got No Money U Dont Lost Ya Mind
So Much Ice It A Make Ya Blind
Flip Phone Chrome Fitty On My Dome

Sergeant
Fifty nigger, thirteen
Everybody smoking, more green
I mix that purp with them B's nigger
I mix that purp with them bins nigger
Fifty nigger, thirteen
Everybody smoking, more green
I mix that purp with them B's nigger
I mix that purp with them bins nigger
My nigger yawn low did a lot of stag
That lour brief case that's a lot of money
I hit the blog with a tonic chronic
You see my closet, that's a ton of money
These niggers talking but don't know the words
What a riot all my niggers instead of flipping words
For what your, I grind hard
So every time you see me bitch I shine hard
Rolex, that's fifteen
Whole block, about ten bins
Infrared on the silencer
Disrespect yawn low on my silencer
It's Soulja Boy in the funny ocean
Go low dead wiping Bentley slow motion
Middle finger to the fucking sky
I'm getting money, counting bread while I'm stupid high
Fifty nigger, thirteen
Everybody smoking, more green
I mix that purp with them B's nigger
I mix that purp with them bins nigger
Fifty nigger, thirteen
Everybody smoking, more green
I mix that purp with them B's nigger
I mix that purp with them bins nigger
I walk outside my office everybody work
Five thousand bins, two pounds of purp
Time to hit the pussy nigger, the way it hurt
If you standing on this earth bitch go to work
In my turf we get in there first
Pull up, top off, her pussy get moist
She in love with the street nigger
And we in love with that beef nigger
Fuck, what you heard is fifty nigger
Thirteen fuck around and rip you nigger
My young nigger's getting in quicker
Go low they Louie interior
Bitch I'm hungry I'm a take the pipe
Bitch I'm hungry I'm a break the Plock
Fuck what you heard bitch we going up
Niggers see my new chain start throwing us
Fudgy allows when we rolling up
Point at the Z nigger when we point up
Numb the shooters when we showing up
Number ocean gang toed up
Fuck what you heard he's a lour nigger
Fuck what you heard he's a lour nigger
I get it in just my dill wound
I get it in just my dill wound
Fifty, thirteen, bin

Ay Soulja Boy In Da Buildin
Ay I Want Ya'll To Dat Dat Poole Palace And Swing Both Of Ya'll Arms Around Real Quick
You Know Wut I Call Dat I Call Dat Da Jump Rope
Crank Dat Jump Rope, Crank Dat Jump Rope, Crank Dat Jump Rope, Crank Dat Crank Dat Jump Rope
Crank Dat Jump Rope, Crank Dat Jump Rope, Crank Dat Jump Rope, Crank Dat Crank Dat Jump Rope
Crank Dat Jump Rope, Crank Dat Jump Rope, Crank Dat Jump Rope, Crank Dat Crank Dat Jump Rope
Crank Dat Jump Rope, Crank Dat Jump Rope, Crank Dat Jump Rope, Crank Dat Crank Dat Jump Rope
Crank Dat Jump Rope, Crank Dat Jump Rope, Crank Dat Jump Rope, Crank Dat Crank Dat
Ayee Well Lets Get Dis Money Homie
I Got A Brand New Dance Im Bout To Do It On Em
Ayee If U Aint Knew Get Wit It
Like Shawty Lo Lets Get It
I Got A Stack Heen Got Me
I Bet My 5 He Cant Do It Nothin Like Me
30/30 Mean 60 On Deck
60 Handz Dat Keep In Check
Aye, I'm pullin up my pants
Everybody Dey Can Do Dis Dance
U Can Lean Wit It Rock Wit It
If U Want U Can Even Hop Skotch Wit It
Aye Do Do Yo Shuffle
Aye Use Use Yo Muscle
Crank dat merry-go
Im Lookin For A Dyme Peice Where Da Telescope
Lets Do It, Lets Get To It
Jump Rope Do Do Do It
Watch Me Do It Let Me Get Em
Ay Ya'll Hit Up
Ay Ay Soulja Boy Tell Em

A-Rab man, I just got back from the mall, man
Guess what I get
Man, what you get Soulja Boy?
Man, I got me some bathin' apes
I got me some bathin' apes
I got me some bathin' apes
I got me some bathin' apes
Check out my bathin' apes
I'm fresh to death and you like me
Don't try to cop my style, man, stick to 'em Nike
Green, white, black inside these
Super clean bathin' apes
My shoes like my chain
Shine hard they might hurt ya face
I'm clean in this thang
B A P E S up on my feet
Fresh fade with the waves
30/30 boys up on my team
You wanna get 'em
But you can't get like me
Askin' me
Soulja Boy, where you get ya shoes?
I got me some bathin' apes
I got me some bathin' apes
I got me some bathin' apes
Bathin' apes on my feet
And everybody heard me kicks
Purple, yellow, white
Like my Kobe Bryant jersey
You ain't neva seen these shoes
Then let me tell you somethin', son
You see how fresh this shoes is
These is not no Air Force One
Step up on the stage with my mouth on froze
Bathin' apes on my feet, put the crowd on hold
Haters, see I'm on my feet, I know they get mad a lil'
A-Rab rockin' more colors then a bag of skittles
I got me some bathin' apes
I got me some bathin' apes
I got me some bathin' apes
Bathin' apes on my feet
So I gotta keep it movin'
Step up on the scene
Tell the girls start chosin'
Start chosin'
Start chosin'
Start chosin'
Start chosin', right now
Bathin' apes on my feet
So I gotta keep it movin'
Step up on the scene
Tell the girl start chosin'
Start chosin'
Start chosin'
Start chosin'
Start chosin'
I got me some bathin' apes
I got me some bathin' apes
I got me some bathin' apes

[Hook]
I said I'm leaning like a kickstand
Leaning like a kickstand
Leaning like a kickstand
Leaning like a kickstand
Yeah we got them big bandz
Yeah we do it big man
Choppa on front of my pants incase that nigga trynna run up
Leaning like a kickstand
Leaning like a kickstand
Leaning like a kickstand
Leaning like a kickstand
Yeah we do it big man
Yeah we got them big bandz
Choppa on front of my pants incase that nigga trynna run up
[Verse]
(Soulja boy tell em')
I'm leaning like uh kickstand
Yeah it got yo boy gone
All in the club and I'm standing in my own zone
Man I'm on the optimal
Man I'm on that cookie monster
Rollin on that og kush
Man I'm bout to get the doe
Movin' like a slug doe
Movin' in slow motion
Racks in my pocket, shawty bout to bust it open
Yellow bone bitch and she say she love my tattoos
Took her to the bathroom, she sucked me like a vacuum
Got damn I'm leanin', it must be the dreamin'
An all of these hoes on yo boy, they straight fienin'
Million dollar penis, I put it in her pussy
Came out the water, I never been...
[Hook]
I said I'm leaning like a kickstand
Leaning like a kickstand
Leaning like a kickstand
Leaning like a kickstand
Yeah we got them big bandz
Yeah we do it big man
Choppa on front of my pants incase that nigga trynna run up
Leaning like a kickstand
Leaning like a kickstand
Leaning like a kickstand
Leaning like a kickstand
Yeah we do it big man
Yeah we got them big bandz
Choppa on front of my pants incase that nigga trynna run up
[Verse]
I'm leaning like a kickstand
Yeah nigga gon' bitch
Leaning like smooth criminal
Leaning like a broke heel
Standing in the club, and I got all the girl' next to me
If you wanna lean like a fiend, I got the recipe
Double cup shawty, all at the party
Cali life living
Yeah I'm the illest
Chain costin billion
Bought yo bitch, she boss's a hundred zillion
Double cup shawty, I got lean to the ceilin'
Pints on pints on pints
Add this up in my ice
Lil dre that be my name, I gives a fuck about yo life
Call my...
Yeah you know we cali life livin'
If you got the money then go ahead an fuckin' spend it
[Hook]
I said I'm leaning like a kickstand
Leaning like a kickstand
Leaning like a kickstand
Leaning like a kickstand
Yeah we got them big bandz
Yeah we do it big man
Choppa on front of my pants incase that nigga trynna run up
Leaning like a kickstand
Leaning like a kickstand
Leaning like a kickstand
Leaning like a kickstand
Yeah we do it big man
Yeah we got them big bandz

Verse 1 (Soulja Boy)
I'm Easily rippin defensily grippin my pistol ya niggaz play tough but don't want it um poppin and cocking and locking game 2 zones for the free so um off of the chain.
Double o see murder murder um urgess to kick in yo door wit da mafuckin pistols
Um comin to get you we bustin no issue white wall on rims da same color of tissue. No kissing be me missing yo funeral dissing me daz a mistake so better not try it um startin a riot too fly like a pilot took off da jet without breakin no sweat.
Niggaz be fakin and steady be hatin I'm breakin dey jaws just like we do laws and we triple da digits just like we inches da money keep comin and so do the bitches,
and so do the snitches and riches and glitches. Just like its game I'm too hot like a flame and sayin no names cuz u kno u are. Bustin no fussin we spotted yo car. Cruising no losing and rolling dat better dope. 400ms got from interscope better do right cuz I'm colder dan coolio rippin dis up while I'm up in da studio. Moving so heavily slidin so steadily crew stackin figures u kno its a bet and the money is money let me dummies be dummies I'm stackin da bread to the day that I'm dead. They swear dat they robbin me bruh aint no stoppin me hustle philosophy got me dis guap. Sod money gang bringin da heavy flame put dat on GOD dat we stayin on top.
Chorus (JBar)
What cha what cha know
Bout my flow and my icy icy gold
28s on swole
Music loud as it can go
What cha what cha know
Bout my shine and my struggle and my grind
I work hard to get mine
Man Respect a nigga grind
Verse 2 (Soulja Boy)
Rippin and spittin and cruisin dis beat.
Talkin that shit and get knocked off yo feet.
Sod money gang staying too deep.
Gettin no sleep, making a creep.
Doube vendetta my crew stackin cheddar
My click gettin better we changin da weather. Pedal to medal and ashes to dust 2 4 glocks in pot when I hop in da truck. Niggaz is hatin me but dat aint phasing me money money gottta get it.
But it no stopping it and glock and um cocking it gettin hot by da minute.
Soulja boy tell em I'm all about cheddar folk icey new chevy same color as antelope. I'm sick as a bitch and I'm holding da antidote. Gucci bandana man gucci bandana folk.
Rushing and busting still flippin and dippin I'm still on a mission to stack up a bill.
Money make problems aint none gonna solve em but breakin dis bread and payin bills. Spitting da truth vocalizing it truthly 6 in da truck but I'm still gone pack two with me killing deez tracks and doin it ruthlessly aint about money aint got shit to do with me. Doing it fluently doing it real. Keeping it true it real. Breaking off game cuz daz how I feel 18 now holding 18mill.
Killing deez trax and still counting stax all still dress in black hataz still talkin smack. Soulja boy tellem yea soulja boy get em on top world don't know how to act.
Chorus (JBar)
What cha what cha know
Bout my flow and my icy icy gold
28s on swole
Music loud as it can go
What cha what cha know
Bout my shine and my struggle and my grind
I work hard to get mine
Man Respect a nigga grind

Featuring: Mario
Soulja Boy Tell 'Em, yeah
Right now it's going down, yeah
Looking for that Soulja Girl
Ay, oh yeah, ay ay ay
Damn, watch me do
Damn, watch me do
Yeah, ay ay
Ay, you gotta snap like this to be a Soulja Girl
You gotta snap like that to be a Soulja Girl
Girl let me see you, you
Tell me you, you
You gotta walk it out, to be a Soulja Girl
Know what I'm talkin' 'bout Soulja Girl
Girl let me see you, you
Tell me you, you
You gotta walk it out, to be my Soulja Girl
I can take you out and pimpin' you out yeah I done told ya girl
Hit da mall wit me, come ball wit me from Monday to Sunday
I know we young but everybody fall in love someday
Soulja Boy Tell 'Em got da girls gone wild
From the corner of my eye, I saw her smile
You wanna be my girl, you gotta wipe me down
Dress so fresh, make the girls say, 'Wow'
Loving me, my Soulja Girl
Hugging me, my Soulja Girl
You gotta snap like this to be a Soulja Girl
You gotta snap like that to be a Soulja Girl
Girl let me see you, you
Tell me you, you
You gotta walk it out, to be a Soulja Girl
Know what I'm talkin' 'bout Soulja Girl
Girl let me see you, you
Tell me you, you
We on the phone like da da, da da da, da da
We on the phone like da da da, da da da da, da da
She calling me, I'm calling her
She following me, I'm following her
My mom picks up the phone and says
"You got this girl sprung"
She got me sprung too
She says, "Both of y'all dumb"
But I'm diggin' her, she diggin' me
And she so cute, and she so lovely
You gotta snap like this to be a Soulja Girl
You gotta snap like that to be a Soulja Girl
Girl let me see you, you
Tell me you, you
You gotta walk it out to be a Soulja Girl
Know what I'm talkin' 'bout Soulja Girl
Girl let me see you, you
Tell me you, you
Da da da, da da da da, da da
Da da da, da da da da, da da
Da da da, da da da da, da da
Da da da, da da da da, da da
Da da da, da da da da, da da
Da da da, da da da da, da da
Da da da, da da da da, da da

Ayyy Soulja boy on the track shawty
I aint gon tell dis yall
when he try 2 get like you
brush that look at him
be like naw you cant get like me
nope you cant get like me
Soulja Boy on Deck
Lil Rab on Deck
Grill in my mouth
Ice on my neck
And uhh
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me
Bapes on my feet
Jays on his feet
Platinum on my neck
Gold in my teeth
And uhh
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me
Fresh ta death on the scene
Fresh bapes and a ice grill
Stand to close to my chain
You bout to get a ice chill
Stay super clean
You gon respect my fresh
With some all white dickie pants
S on my chest
At the spot all the girls gon wild for yo boy
and uhh you can't get like me NOPE
Im Soulja Boy
Big diamonds in my ear
I know you like my way hoe
Check my bathing bapes
Mo color then a rainbow
Soulja Boy on Deck
Lil Rab on Deck
Grill in my mouth
Ice on my neck
And uhh
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me
Bapes on my feet
Jays on his feet
Platinum on my neck
Gold in my teeth
And uhh
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me
Step up on the scene and you know I got my jays on
Diamond cuts off in my grill and my stunna shades on
I do feel like no other UH UHH you can't get like me
and yall hataz talking stats but aint neva seen a G
Tell me what the business b why these girls be diggin me
Cuz I keep it gutta or bcuz my name lil R A B
Hit the club deep so yall hataz bet not act tonight
Open up my mouth in the dark and my grill shine like a flashnight
Soulja Boy on Deck
Lil Rab on Deck
Grill in my mouth
Ice on my neck
And uhh
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me
Soulja boy the name you already know
I got stacks on deck
A big bank roll
And uhh
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me
Bapes on my feet
Jays on his feet
Platinum on my neck
Gold in my teeth
And uhh
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me
Soulja boy the name you already know
I got stacks on deck
A big bank roll
And uhh
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me NOPE
You 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 can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me
Soulja Boy on Deck
Lil Rab on Deck
Grill in my mouth
Ice on my neck
And uhh
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me
Bapes on my feet
Jays on his feet
Platinum on my neck
Gold in my teeth
And uhh
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me
Ey soulja boy
Yo whenever i see some one tryin to be like me
I just walk over and be like
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me NOPE

How Come You Wont Tell Me Whats Hannenin'? (Whats Hannenin) [x16]
Whats Hannein'? (Whats) Whats Hannenin? (Whats) Whats Hannenin? (Whats) Whats Hannenin (Whats)
Whats Hannenin, Hannenin, Hannenin, Hannenin, Hannenin, Hannenin, Hannenin, Hannenin
[Verse 1:]
Man Tell Me Whats Really Goin' On. Soulja Boy Up In This This Thang, I'm Ready, Whats Hannenin?
And Im Ready With The Dough, I Gotta Have A Mill Stashed In The Studio, Whats Hannenin?
I'm Down, N***A I'm Down, Soulja Boy 2006, Its My Time To Clown.
And I'm Ready, Any Place, Soulja Boy Up In This Thang Wit My Dj, Whats Hannenin?
(Whats Hannenin) [x16]
Whats Hannenin (Hannenin, Hannenin) [x4]
[Verse 2:]
N***A Im Down, Down Wit The Thugs. Soulja Boy Up In This Thang, 6 Inches Past Dubs.
I'm Down Wit The Crew, Lookin So Clean Everytime I Ride Through, Whats Hannenin?
2006, 2006, My Time To Shine, Hit The Block Sittin On 26's.
2006, 2006, My Time To Shine, Hit The Block, Whats Hannenin?
(Whats Hannenin) [x32]
[Verse 3:]
My Turn, My Turn To Shine. This Year I Swear To God I'm Gonna Put Down.
I'm Gonna Do It Big, Hit The High School Sittin On 26's, Whats Hannenin?
Do It Big, I Wanna Do It Big, Do It Big, Whats Hannenin?
Do It Big, I Wanna Do It Big, Do It Big, Whats Hannenin?
(Whats Hannenin) [x16]
Whats Hannenin (Hannenin, Hannenin) [Until End]

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
And guess what?
Bra im still super fresh (aye)
[Chorus:]
Aye make that shoulder work
Aye make that shoulder work
Now watch me jig wit it
Two steppin in da club dey get jiggy wit it
Aye check me out super fresh (Aye)
check me out super fresh (Aye)
check me out super fresh (Aye)
check me out [x2]
Aye when im all up in da club
Boi u already know (u already know)
I got stacks on deck
And im fresh from head to toe
Now check me out (im super fresh)
White red n blue like in America
That boy don't want no beef
Man dat fool a vegetarian (aye)
Im clean in this thang
Watch me make the crowd jump up
Crank dat jump rope n den I got the crowd crunk
But I thought u knew dat dance cuz I already showed you
Why should I do dat dance fo
Man cuz soulja boy told you
[Chorus:]
Aye make that shoulder work
Aye make that shoulder work
Now watch me jig wit it
2 steppin in da club dey get jiggy wit it
Aye check me out super fresh (Aye)
check me out super fresh (Aye)
check me out super fresh (Aye)
check me out [x2]
NO! do it like me
Ohhh get to it like me
Doin so many shows man aint nobody gon do it like me
I dress to impress man I love to be super fresh
Rubber band chain yah it hang off soulja boy neck
NO! do it like me
Ohhh get to it like me
Make dat shoulder work
Man aint nobody gon do it like me
I got so many fans
And u noe dat I love them
They posted at my shows
And they holla out we love him (NO!)
[Chorus:]
Aye make that shoulder work
Aye make that shoulder work
Now watch me jig wit it
2 steppin in da club dey get jiggy wit it
Aye check me out super fresh (Aye)
check me out super fresh (Aye)
check me out super fresh (Aye)
check me out [x2]
Aye make that shoulder work [x8]
Now watch me jig wit it [x8]
Check me out, super fresh [x8]

[Speaking]
Hey, Dem 30/30 Boyz, Soulja Boy and Arab
We got somthin new for y'all
When a motherfucka be in your face
Just on your nerves, talkin shit
And you just don't wanna hear it
Just be like 'Yahhh, Bitch, Yahhh!'
[Chorus]
(Hey, SoulJa Boy, can I get your autograph?) Yahhh, Bitch, Yahhh!
(Yo, Arab, I really like you, man) Yahhh, Bitch, Yahhh!
(Are there any 30 boyz that---) Yah, Yah, Bitch, Yah Yahhh!
(Yeah, I was wonderin, can I be on your next---) Yahhh, Yahhh, Bitch!
[Hook]
Get out my face, ho!
Get out my face, ho!
Get out my face, ho!
Get out my face, ho!
Get out my face, ho!
Get out my face, ho!
Get out my face, ho!
Get out my face (Yahhh!)
[Verse 1]
Let me tell you about the life
And how you live when you is a star
Every single place you go
The people run up to your car
Everybody wants to talk, and everybody wants to jive
Everybody wants a handshake, or want a high five
And these ugly girls always got a friend
That wants to talk to you
(Bitch, Yahhh, Yahhh, Trick)
(And your friend, Yahhh, Yahhh Too!)
Ain't got time for chitchat
I'm tryin to get this money
So get up out my face
You shit-breath dummy
[Chorus]
(Hey, SoulJa Boy, can I get your autograph?) Yahhh, Bitch, Yahhh!
(Yo, Arab, I really like you, man) Yahhh, Bitch, Yahhh!
(Are there any 30 boyz that---) Yah, Yah, Bitch, Yah Yahhh!
(Yeah, I was wonderin, can I be on your next---) Yahhh, Yahhh, Bitch!
[Hook]
Get out my face, ho!
Get out my face, ho!
Get out my face, ho!
Get out my face, ho!
Get out my face, ho!
Get out my face, ho!
Get out my face, ho!
Get out my face (Yahhh!)
[Verse 2]
Dawg, get out my face, Im startin to get mad
Walkin up
(Soulja Boy, Can I have your autograph?) Bitch, Yahhh, Bitch!
Leave me alone, let me get some peace
I'm sittin at the house and a nigga can't sleep
Leave me alone ho, before I have to knock your ass out
(Hey Soulja Boy, when that new 30/30 boyz cd coming out?)
Bitch, Yahhh, Bitch!
Bitch, Yahhh, Bitch!
Bitch, Yahhh, Ya, Yah, Ya, Yahh, Ya, Bitch
[Chorus]
(Hey, SoulJa Boy, can I get your autograph?) Yahhh, Bitch, Yahhh!
(Yo, Arab, I really like you, man) Yahhh, Bitch, Yahhh!
(Are there any 30 boyz that---) Yah, Yah, Bitch, Yah Yahhh!
(Yeah, I was wonderin, can I be on your next---) Yahhh, Yahhh, Bitch!
[Hook]
Get out my face, ho!
Get out my face, ho!
Get out my face, ho!
Get out my face, ho!
Get out my face, ho!
Get out my face, ho!
Get out my face, ho!
Get out my face (Yahhh!)
[Talking]
Hey Soulja Boy, Wassup Man? Soulja Boyyy! Yeah, you like that?
We keep it crunk like that! Hey, man, you gonna let me get on this cd?
Man, come on, man, I got some bumpin stuff back at the---
Hey, Hey, Hey Araaab! Yeah You know I know that stuff 'Watch My, Put It in da Chain'
Hey Soulja Boy, man, both of yall just listen, man, hey, man don't turn around
Hey, man, listen! Hey, look, I just got to tell you somethin
'Cause look, man, I know a nigga in Chica-
(Yahhh Bitch, Ya Yahh, Ya Yah Yah, Ya Yah)
Laughing
(Yah---Laughing---Yahhhh, Bitch)
(Shut the fuck up, Bitch!)
(Yahhhh, goddamn, don't you get it?)
With Beat
(Yah)
(Ah)
(Ah)
(Yahhh)
Laughter
(Bitch, Ya Yahhh Bitch!)

[CHOURS:]
Soulja made it!
Ahhhhhhh u know what im sayin when im talkin
Im talkin bout more than just mail
Im talkin bout alot in this thang
You Got Mail
You Got Mail
you got you got you got mail
you got mail
you you you you you got mail
you got mail
I got mail I Got Money I Got Hard I Got Weed
I Got Cush I Got Purp I Got Anything You Need
I Got Soulja I Got Boy I Got Don I Got Loe
I Got A I Got Rab I Got 30 At yo Door
I Got Cell I Got Phone I Got Ice I GOt Chrome
I Got Hits I Got Chicks, I Got To Girls to give me dome
I Got Drank, I Got Rank, I Got Bathing and I Got Apes
I Got True I Got False I Got Real And I Got Fake
[CHOURS]
I Got Music I Got Sones I Got Rings I Got Tones
I Got Fifty I Got Caps I Got Race I Got Tracks
I Got Blow I Got Land I Got Snow I Got Man
I Got Songs Make You Cry I Got Songs Dat make you dance
I Got Red I Got Blue I Got St. I Got Lou
I Got Beef I Got Ana I Got Tony And Montana
I Got Girls I Got Clothes I Got Friend I Got Foes
I Got Fans I Got Groupies And daz just da way it goes
[CHOURS]
I Got 30 I Got Deep I Got You I Got Me
I Got 10 I Got Pump 4 But aint talkin bout gasoline
I Got bling I Got blur i got him and i got her
I Got dis I Got dat I Got fans white and black
I Got Hunderds I Got Fifties I Got country I Got city
I Got dat energy in my body to make da crowd get crunk wit me
I got cars I Got Bikes
I Got Shootouts and i got fights
I Got Kool I Got Aid I Got Wut it takes to get paid
[CHOURS]
Soulja made it!

Aye Dis Soulja Boy Mane Wut U Gone Do
U Tell Me Im A Tell Me U
Wut U Gone Do Uon Even Kno
Pull Up On Scene 24's
Stacks On Deck Check My Neck
Wut U Gone Do Im A Do Dat
Head To To Da Mall Den Mall Rims Flex Ridin Real Clean Bubble Out Flex
Im Do Dis Im Do Dat
Ima Get Rich Of Makin Deez Tracks
Soulja Boy Tell Em U Kno My Name
Aye Wut Dis Soulja Boy Wut U Gone Do Mane
U Already Know 2006
Talkin Dat Noise U Gone Get Hit
Aye Soulja Boy Wut R U Gone Do Man
Yahhhh Yahhh Bitch
Aye Mane Wut U Gone Do
Im Gone Get Bathing Apes Aint Talkin Bout To Zoo
Red Monkey Wit Da Bubble Diamondz
Got Damn Soulja Boy Man U Be Shining
Yeah I Got A Question Wut
Wut U Gone Do
Im A Keep Rappin Aint None Else To Do
Lets Get To Da Money, Lets Get To Da Cake
Lets Get Da Record For It Get To Late
Now U Jig Dis Shit, Mane Wut U Gone Do
U Can Dance, Get Crunk Shit Wut U Wanna D

[Intro:]
Ayyee, this ya boy soulja boy shawty. I gotta new dance for yall,
you gotta do the poole palace, then take yo arm and pull the trigga finger
you know wat im sayin.
[snare drum roll]
[Chorus:]
Shoot!
Let me get em
Shoot!
Let me get em
Shoot!
Let me get em
Shoot!
Let me get em
Nah Shootout Ayyee, Nah Shootout Ayyee, Nah Shootout Ayyee, Nah Shootout Ayyee
Nah Shootout
Let me get em
Shoot!
Let me get em
Shoot!
Let me 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 time to do my dance, pullin up my pants, posted on the dance flo in my pimpin stance
it aint the same thang do my dance is a stinga, you gotta rock smoothly and pull ya trigga finga.
Im wild on da dance flo, yea i got fans, im doin poole palace and dey lookin at my hands,
Im bout to do my dance, but naww you cant stop that, i crank my dance up and then i let my glock cock back.
[CHORUS]
[Verse 2:]
I see em on the dance flo, dont know how to act, tryna crank my dance but that dance dont match.
Soulja Boy up on da scene you know its firred up, Hold Up Wait A Minute Whind Me Up.
Im gettin buck, and yeen know, cuz imma crank the shuffle and then do the mary-go.
I tell em stance on deck (YEP), dance on deck (YEP), fo all yall who hate, i got hands on deck
[CHORUS]
[Verse 3:]
After ya get real low then rock on ya toes, rock side to side and do yo dance on da flo.
Nah Shootout (shootout), Nah Shootout (shootout), Nah Shootout (shootout), Nah Shootout (shootout)
After ya get real low then rock on ya toes, rock side to side and do yo dance on da flo.
Nah Shootout (shootout), Nah Shootout (shootout), Nah Shootout (shootout), Nah Shootout (shootout)
[CHORUS]
[Leading Halfway to End at Fast Pace]
Shoot It, Shoot It, Shoot It, Shoot It,.. Shoot It, Shoot It, Shoot It...

[Speaking:]
Man what happen man?
Man I don't know this gurl still talkin' crazy to me man actin actin like she run me or sumthin'
What dog man you know what you need to do man
What?
Slap dat hoe man, pimp slap her ass man you get yo respect dog
Yo Feel Me Aight
Aight Aight
Do dat dog walk over there and pimp slap her
That's what I'm talking about
[Chorus:]
Pimp slap dat hoe, WHOOPISH
Pimp slap dat hoe, WHOOPISH
Pimp slap dat hoe, WHOOPISH
Pimp slap dat hoe, WHOOPISH
Pimp slap dat hoe, WHOOPISH
Pimp slap dat hoe, WHOOPISH
Pimp Pimp Pimp slap dat hoe, WHOOPISH
Pimp slap dat hoe, WHOOPISH
Pimp Pimp Pimp slap dat hoe, WHOOPISH
Pimp slap dat hoe, WHOOPISH
Pimp slap dat hoe, WHOOPISH (Pimp slap dat hoe man [x3])
Pimp slap dat hoe, WHOOPISH
Pimp Pimp Pimp slap dat hoe, WHOOPISH (Pimp slap her [x6])
Pimp slap dat hoe, WHOOPISH
[Verse 1:]
I'm something like a pimp from the dirty dirty south,
If you keep talkin crazy imma slap you in yo mouth,
This nigga ain't playin bout my cheddar or my cake, if you dp something wrong then my hand gon meet yo face
My hand comin fast bout a hundred miles per hour,
Gettin hit in yo face while you bathin in the shower
I thought I told you trick better have my money off da rip, reach back like a pimp slap dat trick in da lip.
[Chorus:]
Now pimp slap dat hoe, WHOOPISH
Pimp slap dat hoe, WHOOPISH
Pimp slap dat hoe, WHOOPISH
Pimp slap dat hoe, WHOOPISH
Pimp slap dat hoe, WHOOPISH
Pimp slap dat hoe, WHOOPISH
Pimp Pimp Pimp slap dat hoe, WHOOPISH
Pimp slap dat hoe, WHOOPISH
Pimp Pimp Pimp slap dat hoe, WHOOPISH
Pimp slap dat hoe, WHOOPISH
Pimp slap dat hoe, WHOOPISH (Pimp slap dat hoe man [x3])
Pimp slap dat hoe, WHOOPISH
Pimp Pimp Pimp slap dat hoe, WHOOPISH (Pimp slap her [x6])
Pimp slap dat hoe, WHOOPISH
[Verse 2:]
Askin me for some money to go shoppin at Chinese store, reach back like a pimp knock dat trick to da floor
If you aint heard i'm dat nigga datz gon put you out yo misery
Pimp slappin is what I do, known in the city
Trick get back yappin yappin in my ear,
Like a man here come my hand now all the talkin disappear
Slap fist in my house, you talkin crazy so you gettin hit
Slap ya in da face. reach back I'ma a pimp trick.
[Chorus:]
Pimp slap dat hoe, WHOOPISH
Pimp slap dat hoe, WHOOPISH
Pimp slap dat hoe, WHOOPISH
Pimp slap dat hoe, WHOOPISH
Pimp slap dat hoe, WHOOPISH
Pimp slap dat hoe, WHOOPISH
Pimp Pimp Pimp slap dat hoe, WHOOPISH
Pimp slap dat hoe, WHOOPISH
Pimp Pimp Pimp slap dat hoe, WHOOPISH
Pimp slap dat hoe, WHOOPISH
Pimp slap dat hoe, WHOOPISH (Pimp slap dat hoe man [x3])
Pimp slap dat hoe, WHOOPISH
Pimp Pimp Pimp slap dat hoe, WHOOPISH (Pimp slap her [x6])
Pimp slap dat hoe, WHOOPISH
[Hook: x2]
Pimp slap dat hoe man, show her what you know man,
Give her what she need man right side her face man
Pimp slap dat hoe man, pimp slap dat hoe man
Pimp slap dat hoe man, pimp slap dat hoe man
[Chorus:]
Pimp slap dat hoe
Pimp slap dat hoe
Pimp slap dat hoe
Pimp slap dat hoe
Pimp slap dat hoe, WHOOPISH
Pimp slap dat hoe, WHOOPISH
Pimp slap dat hoe, WHOOPISH
Pimp slap dat hoe, WHOOPISH
Pimp slap dat hoe, WHOOPISH
Pimp slap dat hoe, WHOOPISH
Pimp Pimp Pimp slap dat hoe, WHOOPISH
Pimp slap dat hoe, WHOOPISH
Pimp Pimp Pimp slap dat hoe, WHOOPISH
Pimp slap dat hoe, WHOOPISH
Pimp slap dat hoe, WHOOPISH
Pimp slap dat hoe, WHOOPISH
Pimp Pimp Pimp slap dat hoe, WHOOPISH
Pimp slap dat hoe, WHOOPISH
WHOOPISH
WHOOPISH
WHOOPISH
WHOOPISH
WHOOPISH!

we gone do ya that(ohhh)till our feet hurt (ohhh) [x2]
we gone do ya that(ohhh)
we gone do ya that(ohhh)
we gone do ya that(ohhh) till our feet hurt (ohhh)
[Chorus:]
pool palace(let me get em)
lean wit it(let me get em)
shootout(let me get em)
rock wit it(let me get em)
snap yo fingas(let me get em)
merry go(let me get em)
rossevelt(let me get em)
shuffle folk(let me get em)
let me get em[16x]
soulja boy tell em
soulja boy on the scene, and its time to do my dance folk;lean wit it rock wit it gone get on the dance flo' I'm crunk in this thang I can do it do it do it let me work that slow mo' hold on (watch me do it)I'm clean in this thang pool palace to tha flo' west side walk it out, do yo dance on em folk crank that shootout on them hatas they can't jig wit it(nope)stop, snap, then wiggle wit it folk
[chorus]
I see him try to do it he can't do it like me pool palace to tha flo' then snap to tha beat front(front) back(back) left(left) snap(snap) its all in the wrist showty keep that thing movin' do tha motacycle crank it fast on tha flo' do it do it do it then crank tha merry go (go)do it how you want to wit yo own lil twist lean wit it rock (yup, just like this)aaaa yull
[chorus]
Now I don't know what yall been told they call me soulja boy (whats ha na na) stacks on deck, I can do this and I can do that(whats ha na na)
we gone do ya that(ohhh) till our feet hurt(ohhh) [x2]
we gone do ya that(ohhh)
we gone do ya that(ohhh)
we gone do ya that(ohhh)till our feet hurt(ohhh)
[chorus]
we gone do ya that(ohhh)till our feet hurt(ohhh) [x2]
we gone do ya that(ohhh)
we gone do ya that(ohhh)
we gone do ya that(ohhh)till our feet hurt(ohhh)

You Know When U Jus Get Your Report Card, And You Have All F's On It U Just Wana Take It Back To The Teacher And Say To Throw Some D's On That Bitch!
Ballin! Soulja Boy Up In Da Buildin (Throw Some D's On That Bitch) I Just Got My Report Card (Throw Some D's On That Bitch) I Just Got My Report Card (Throw Some D's On That Bitch)
[Chorus:]
Ayyyy Soulja Boy Chillin Dog I Just Got My Report Card Looked At It All F's Took It To Tha Teacher Desk (Throw Some D's On That Bitch) I Just Got My Report Card (Throw Some D's On That Bitch) Just Got My Report Card Ayy (Throw Some D's [x2] Throw Some Throw Some D's On That Bitch) Just Got My Report Card (Throw Some D's...) Took It To The Teacher Desk (Throw Some D's...)
Sittin Up In The Classroom She Gettin On My Nerves,The Teacher Hollin Out Soulja Boy Do Yo Work. She Talkin Bout Adjetives, Pronouns, And Verbs. Im Knocked Out I Aint Here Nuthin The Class Heard. Im Daydreamin Hard Bout That Stacks On Deck, I Dont Know How Im Gon Pass My Next Test. I Got My Report Card Im Like Wut The Hell Is Dis. I Took It Back To The Teacher Then I Told Her
[Chorus]
I Alwayz Be In School But I Be Walkin Halls. Alot Of Teachers Give Me Test But They Be Super Hard I Get Into Some Trouble Then My Mama Calls But Afta I Get Out The Office Ima Tell Em All Dat Ima Superstar And Thatz Best. Everytime U See Me Up In Class My Head On That Desk. And When U See Me On Dem Girls U Kno That Im Super Fresh. Yea Teacher, Students, Class, Stupid (Wait A Min. Mutha Fuckaz)
[Chorus]
I Just Got My Report Card [x4]
Throw Some D's On That Bitch [x4]
I Got A 47 Up In Math, A 67 In English, A 14 In Science. Mane What The Fuck Is This Throw Some D's On That Bitch [X4]
[Chorus]
Ballin-
U Kno When You Just In School And You Like God Damn This Too Much Homework U Like What The Fuck Man I Cant Do All This Shit Anymore What, Whats The Problem So Much Fucking Homework
Throw Some D's [x2] Throw Some Throw Some D's On That Bitch
Ballin~

S-S-S-Soulja Boy Told Ya
[Chorus: x2]
Yeah You Talk Alotta Shit But It Aint Called Fo.
You Run Yo Mouth Just Like A Snitch But It Aint Called Fo.
You Be Talkin In The Streets But It Aint Called Fo.
You Gon Get Yo Ass Beat Now Dats Called Fo.
[Verse 1:]
Man Calm Yo Ass Down It Ain't Called Fo All That Bullshit.
I Heard You Got That Tool Sittin On Deck Then Lets Pull It.
Bitch, Heard You Fake, Heard You Think You Great.
If You Got That [?] On Yo Chest Don't Under Estimate.
Man Runnin Up On This Gettin Knocked Out Just Like They Clique
Poppin Off Up At The Mouth Then Ball Up Yo Fuckin Fist.
Bumpin Out The Fuckin Frame,Hataz Love To Speak Mah Name
Wishin They Had Mah Rank, But They Aint,And They Know The Lane.
[Chorus: x2]
Yeah You Talk Alotta Shit But It Aint Called Fo.
You Run Yo Mouth Just Like A Snitch But It Aint Called Fo.
You Be Talkin In The Streets But It Aint Called Fo.
You Gon Get Yo Ass Beat Now Dats Called Fo.
[Verse 2:]
Come Here Lil Bitch,You Wanna Get Buck
You Is A Hoe.I Bet You Won't Know Her.
Nigga You Firin Like You Was Gon Scrap
Come In My Hood,You'll Fill In They Gat.
Alla That Talkin Like You Is So Core
Nigga Yo Lace So You [?] The Poor.
You Is A Punk So You Would Get Slapped.
Fuck All That Shit You'll Fill In They Gat
Blastin Yo Brain Now You On Yo Back
Fuck What You Say,You Scream And I'll Blast.
You Is A Pussy, You Know Thats A Lane,
[?] Hoe You Think It's A Game.
Me And My Clique, We Crunk Off The Chain
Them Hollister Bullets That Go Thru Yo Brain
I'm That Blue You Know That True.
Can't Fuck Wit My Clique You Know That You'll Lose!
[Chorus x2]
Yeah You Talk Alotta Shit But It Aint Called Fo.
You Run Yo Mouth Just Like A Snitch But It Aint Called Fo.
You Be Talkin In The Streets But It Aint Called Fo.
You Gon Get Yo Ass Beat Now Dats Called Fo.
[Fade To End]

Stop dont make a damn move
im kickin wit door and im aimin wit da tool
stupid nigga dont get drug in dis hoe
dont get robbed in dis bitch and dont get stomp to da flo
niggaz back up off me im poppin u cant stoppa
call it gettin hit da sky cuz im bustin wit da choppa
automatic tko when my niggaz hit da do
soulja boy arab 30/30 already kno
my niggaz creepin in da night. itz always bout to be a fight
niggaz blowin up gettin heated like some dynomite
im gettin crunk and im bout to throw dem thangs mane
nigga gettin buck tell dis nigga wut my name mane
soulja boy and im first one da swang arab got my back so u can call
it tag team.
we dont give a damn we fightin in da middle of da club
u can be doin do yo dance while my post and mean mug
who gone swang first!
hands on deck
60 hands
30/30

Wake At Up 8 Take A Look At My Phone Hop Up In Da Shower
Get Fresh And Its On.
Put On My Girbuads And Dem Diamonds In My Ear.
Pop My Grill In And My Teeth Disapear.
Bathing Apes On My Feet And Its Time To Start Da Day.
Now Im In Da Streets And Dis Money Ima Make.
I Wanna Sign A Deal How Long Will It Take
On Da Net All Night In Da Streetz All Day
U Can Catch Me In Ya Streets Drop Da Beat And Im Shoppin Still
Left Hand Full Of Cds Right Hand Full A Dolla Bills
Cell Phone To My Ear Soulja Boy Yo Songs Burnin Mane
Its Seem Like Da Matrix Slo Motion In Da Turnin Lane
Now My Cd In Da Store And Still On Da Grind Do
I Gotta Half G Mane Its Gonna Take Some Time Do
Im Doin Big Things But Some Folks Dont Believe Me
Wut U Mean Im Lame Mane Atleast I Got A Cd
Now Im At House And Lookin On Da Website Myspace.
27000 Downloads Of Da Song Bathin Apes
Im Thinkin Doin Good So I Hit Up Soundclick
7000 Plays Of Dat Crank Dat Remix
Now Im Gettin Big To Da Top Im Gone Come.
Im Lookin On Souljaboytellem.Com
34,387 Dat Amazed Me
Soulja Boy Lame. Mane Is Yall People Crazy

[Girl:]
Man Ya'll Heard Bout That New Dance Solja Boy Got Out? The Shit Is Fly. I Was At A Party
The Other Night He Came Inside Doing His Dance Errbody Was Like
[Chorus:]
Man,Do Yo Shuffle
Do Do Yo Shuffle,
Do Do Yo Shuffle,
Do Do Yo Shuffle
Do Yo Shuffle Folk,
Do Yo Shuffle Folk,(Folk)
Do Yo Shuffle Folk,(Folk)
Do Yo Shuffle Folk(Folk)
Do Yo Shuffle
Do Do Yo Shuffle
Do Do Yo Shuffle
Do Do Yo Shuffle
Do Yo Shuffle Folk,(Folk)
Do Yo Shuffle Folk, (Folk)
Do Yo Shuffle Folk, (Folk)
Do Yo Shuffle Folk(Folk)
[Verse 1:]
I Do My Shuffle With My Boys And We Fresh Like It Ain't Nuthin Me And Squad Blocking Sittin On 24's Stuntin
I Do My Shuffle Work (Work)
Check My Footwork (Work)
Soulja Boy 2006 And They All Gettin Murk
See My Squad We Too Clean When We Do Our Shuffle Dance.
Errbody Leave The Flo When They See Pull Up My Pants
Cuz I'll Jook Yo Boy
And Do Yo Boy
Soulja Boy Yeah Man I'm Coming Though Yeah Boy
[Chorus]
[Verse 2:]
Well I'm Back On The Track Girl Bend With It What I Say
Posted In My Blue Tee, Yep She's A Doo Head
Hands On Yo Hips And Make Yo Backbone Slip
Soulja Boy In This Thing Let Me See You Jip
Errbody Wanna Hate But I'm Jus Having Fun
Wanna See Me On The Net Go To Souljaboy.Com
And What It Is Yo I'm On The Mic Cuz I'm A Veteran
Check My Dough Got The Pussy Sleep Like Some Medicine
[Chorus]
[Verse 3:]
I'm Getting Calls On The Phone And Emails On The Internet
Souljaboy.Com Or Urbanent.Net
The One I Am Chosen
My Wrist It Is Frozen
Man All These People Hating Cuz My Rims Still Rolling
Ay What's Hanening
No U Can't Do My Dance
Watch Me Do My Shuffle, Snap My Fingers And Hold Up My Hand
#1 Rapper In The New School Sub
On The Top 5 For The Top 10 Billboard
[Chorus]

[Chorus: x2]
Hold up wait a minute shawty bring it back, Wind me up, do it do it like that
[Verse 1:]
Put that dick up in that hoe, fuck that bitch like you mad at her,
if her pussy stank oh man throw a rag at her
Oh i think they like it when she on a handstand
But She to riped,bust em outside,
found me a blockhed to do me while i drive
Took her to the room, showed her no slack,[?]then i broke the bitch back
And she can do it do it do it, plus she got that bubblegum and she know how to chew it
I make her lean wit it, i make her rock wit it, gon head girl do dat pop wit it
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 2:]
Hold on, hold on(hey herre I Go) Souja gon do yo shuffle and jig on dat hoe(HEY)
I saw her tattoo, I pulled her by her shirt and then ohhhhh do it!!!!
Get up on that thang and shke ya laffy taffy hoe, if u aint gon dance what the hell you at the party fo
Now quiet down, let cha boy get in his stance, (SQUAD HOLD YA BOY UP!)
while i do it with no hand, i get a little crunk, and yep, she like that, crank that shuffle up, hold on i'll be
Right Back, and she like the way my team hit it, dun, dun dun, oh, gon head shawty lean wit it.
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 3:]
Now u can do it like that, or you can do it like this, bend ya knees, rock ya hips, gon do it with a twist
Now pause, take a picture for the camera phone, now do it do it do it with a clean ass fit
Now lean to the left, and jig to the right, I aint gotta be Crunk just to make that beat look tight now watch me do it
wat me do, now do the matrix, and put cha back into it, do the shoulda motion, do the shoulda lean, hold on hold on stop
look at shawty in dem jeans, if she jukin me, u know she'll juke the whole team,vada A in the buildin know wati mean
[Chorus x2]

Ay Bra Dis Soulja Boy Just Churp Me When U Get Dis.
So Im Ridin Through Da Hood 100k Make My Neck Swell
If I Aint At Home U Can Churp Me On Da Nextel
Maceo Done Told Me Dont Talk About Da Work.
Cuz Undercover In Da Hood Diggin Up Dirt.
Still Gettin Money Yeah Pockets On Swole
Police Tryna Give Me 10 Years Without Wit Out Parole
They Say Im Gettin Money But They Say It Aint Da Right Way
5 Or 6 Cars Wit A Bike In Da Driveway
Sittin In Da Spotlight Chain Start Blinging
Step Up Da Car And My Phone Start Ringin
Shawty Who It Be Soulja Boy Above Da Law
If He Owe Money Dont Pay It Back I Break His Jaw
He Stay Churpin Da Phone Say Soulja You Da Man Do
Ahead Of Da Game You Can Call Me Commando
Black Ss Wit Da Suicide Doors
Platinum Earing Rangs And Da Icy Clean Clothes
Im Still On Da Move Cuz I Aint Ever At Home.
Ay Bra Hit Me. Churp Churp Da Phone
Puttin It On Da Map Out Da Trap In Da Big Time
Soulja Boy Tell Em Yell At Em Cuz Its My Time
People Playa Hatin On A G Like S B
Cuz Dey Flippin Da Channel And Im Talkin On Dey Tv Screen
Churp Da Whole Hood Ay Soulja On Tv
Remember Dat Dey Dat Soulja Boy Stood Next Me
But Now Im In Da Big Time Yeah Im Gone Steal Shine
Put Da Churp Phone On Da Map Like A Stripe Line

Ayyy Soulja boy on the track shawty
I aint gon tell dis yall
when he try 2 get like you
brush that look at him
be like naw you cant get like me
nope you cant get like me
Soulja Boy on Deck
Lil Rab on Deck
Grill in my mouth
Ice on my neck
And uhh
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me
Bapes on my feet
Jays on his feet
Platinum on my neck
Gold in my teeth
And uhh
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me
Fresh ta death on the scene
Fresh bapes and a ice grill
Stand to close to my chain
You bout to get a ice chill
Stay super clean
You gon respect my fresh
With some all white dickie pants
S on my chest
At the spot all the girls gon wild for yo boy
and uhh you can't get like me NOPE
Im Soulja Boy
Big diamonds in my ear
I know you like my way hoe
Check my bathing bapes
Mo color then a rainbow
Soulja Boy on Deck
Lil Rab on Deck
Grill in my mouth
Ice on my neck
And uhh
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me
Bapes on my feet
Jays on his feet
Platinum on my neck
Gold in my teeth
And uhh
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me
Step up on the scene and you know I got my jays on
Diamond cuts off in my grill and my stunna shades on
I do feel like no other UH UHH you can't get like me
and yall hataz talking stats but aint neva seen a G
Tell me what the business b why these girls be diggin me
Cuz I keep it gutta or bcuz my name lil R A B
Hit the club deep so yall hataz bet not act tonight
Open up my mouth in the dark and my grill shine like a flashnight
Soulja Boy on Deck
Lil Rab on Deck
Grill in my mouth
Ice on my neck
And uhh
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me
Soulja boy the name you already know
I got stacks on deck
A big bank roll
And uhh
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me
Bapes on my feet
Jays on his feet
Platinum on my neck
Gold in my teeth
And uhh
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me
Soulja boy the name you already know
I got stacks on deck
A big bank roll
And uhh
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me NOPE
You 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 can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me
Soulja Boy on Deck
Lil Rab on Deck
Grill in my mouth
Ice on my neck
And uhh
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me
Bapes on my feet
Jays on his feet
Platinum on my neck
Gold in my teeth
And uhh
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me
Ey soulja boy
Yo whenever i see some one tryin to be like me
I just walk over and be like
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me

[Chorus x2:]
Well, Soulja Boy, I been thinkin about you
You on my mind all the time when I'm without you
O baby please give me a call
Everyday I'm lookin at yo picture on my wall
[Verse 1:]
Well, I be busy lil momma
You can hit me up on my cell phone
Hit the mall wit me, come ball wit me
I'll try not to do ya wrong
I be busy on the road doing shows on the paperchase
I know that you get mad when I take one look into ya face
Just trust me lil shawty
I'm a make it up to you one day
We can hit the streets, come ride with me
From Monday to Sunday
Soon as I get a break
I'm a hit you up and that's true
It's alot of girls on the road
But I'm sayin aint none of em ike you
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 2:]
I know this girl (I know this girl)
Who be lookin right (Who be lookin right)
In the middle of the day, I'm talkin to her
But can't sleep thinkin about her at night
I just want to tell you
Everytime you come around me makes me feel better
And this is special
I'm glad you took yo time to talk to this fella
And I aint gon do ya wrong
I'm a try my best and not try to end it
I'm a go til it finished
Truth be told, you the finest girl I done been wit
That's how it is
I'm one the road all the time wit them 30/30 boyz
But I'm a make it up to you one day
[Chorus x2]

Money Gang
Soulja
Zan with that Lean
J-Money
[CHOURS]
I'm in that Zan with that Lean
Smoke nuthin but Irene
Them hoes going crazy when I'm on the scene
Racks on the way busting out them jeans
I keep the hammer on me, I aint worried bout a thing
I got all these bandz on me, all this ice on me, all these hoes on me
Everything on me
Zan with that Lean
Nuthin but Irene
The Hoes going crazy when I'm on the scene
Gotta go to the mall [Juice]
I gotta pull a band [Juice]
Fall off in the club, and I'm leaning like Kick Stand
All the ice on me [Juice]
All the bandz on me [Juice]
All the racks on me, it's a master Piece
Got them hoes screamin my name
Player life it's shame, in the turning lane
In that drop top fire flame
Bentley on them 4's got me shittin on they ass
When I step inside the club wit them mutha fuckin zanex
S B my name, man you know the gang
SOD all day put that shit straight to your face.
Boy beat this case, now we got them racks
Now you got them hoes, now you got them tats
[CHOURS]
Kush is on me [Juice]
Wit J-Money [Juice]
Running down 20's looking for some freaks (looking for some freaks)
Yellow diamonds shawty man a 100k a piece
Hop inside the VIP and all the girls on me
Zan with that Lean, SouljaBoy be clean
True Religion jeans
N shit you never seen, fresh up on that scene
Wit that high right low left
Man the boy got wealth, girls can't help they self
Girls going wild, lifting up their shirts
Pull up in that lambo, and that bitch go skuurt skuurt
Every where I go you know I'm putting in that work
SOD my turf.
Hit 'em where it hurt
[CHOURS]
Zan with that Lean
Smoke nothin but irene(good atlanta kush)x2
Bandz on me x2

Hang on me skinny niggaz running shit
Skinny niggaz running shit, skinny niggaz running shit.
Hang on me skinny niggaz running shit
Skinny niggaz running shit, skinny niggaz running shit.
Skinny niggaz running shit, skinny niggaz running shit.
Skinny niggaz running shit, skinny niggaz running shit.
Hang on me skinny niggaz running shit
Skinny niggaz running shit, skinny niggaz running shit.
Skinny niggaz running shit,... everybody know my name
... all my fans hold me down on... light
Up f*cking...
This is official I'm posting in the... I got other mannish stress
I got... in my left, I got money in my bank account, f*ck the back account
Niggaz skinny, niggaz running shit, I tell you... to... my dick
I'ma f*ck your girlfriend, I'ma f*ck your girlfriend
Three 60 really got me spinnin' like a world with
Skinny niggaz running shit, b*tch I thought you knew that shit
Soldier... my name b*tch I used to be the...
Skinny niggaz running shit I'ma f*ck your girlfriend
Three... got me blessing like the world
I had to go... and help,
I had hit the f*cking slut, I had to go in the...
And buy all the f*cking, I had to... skinny niggaz in your face.
... and put that shit upon the...
I had to go... I had to... , I had to... my new mixtape b*tch
I had to swag all the... , put that shit upon my back
... my back, put that shit upon a...
Skinny niggaz in this... in this shit, we don't' give a f*ck
B*tch I... in a... I'ma smoke marijuana
B*tch back to the brother hood, I'm reaching like a... book
... with the ak... hating on me doubt 'cause I put my... on the mouth
Skinny niggaz really b*tch... see me in the truck
Hang on me skinny niggaz running shit
Skinny niggaz running shit, skinny niggaz running shit.
Hang on me skinny niggaz running shit
Skinny niggaz running shit, skinny niggaz running shit.
Skinny niggaz running shit, skinny niggaz running shit.
Skinny niggaz running shit, skinny niggaz running shit.
Hang on me skinny niggaz running shit
Skinny niggaz running shit, skinny niggaz running shit.

Honey you're my girlfriend
Honey you're my girlfriend
what it do, what it do
Mister Way is in the building, Mister Way is in the building
ball man fight they've been hurting niggas feelings
damn oh so fly mother fucker stylish
pull me on red carpet and I'm out shining
the whole city light soldier you did it
right in my Maybach counting a quarter million
pull up in the vine you backstage
passes for all backstage
I'm smoking on this sower deal
going get your thick is from the wheel come
and I fuck the bitches slip chance that I will call in
'cause my lyrics kill them all in
homie you still ballin here
and my sashes all demi can you nigga hatin on me
much I know about these millions
and I got a new crib and the bitch ain't got no ceiling
and I won't stop rappin till my bank say a billion
and I did it for my niggas get luck to the beginners
my whole team is winning, I'm living life to the foolish
tryin not to wake up in the morning doing again
beat it off the E song and melody won it again
I'll be so roll like sushi is dealing me
fall go chains on my nick we've been diggin me
bars on dick and so is the stack
sushi wanna pop bills so I brought a couple packs, busy
I tell her to let it all go 'cause she's better without it
let it all go 'cause she's better without it
let it all go 'cause she's better without it
and honey you my girlfriend x 4
I just tell her let it all go 'cause she's better without it
let it all go 'cause she's better without it
let it all go 'cause she's better without it
let it all go, let it all go
I'll be seating they thinking like what if I didn't make it
but it's no time for what ills just fly to Las Vegas
and life is good for this morning fuck all of these haters
I've been getting money, I've been stacking paper
smashing 30 flavors, my ows got thirty ockers niggas must be haters
if you like it I love it and so BMG we do it just like nobody does it
ad I pray to God every day no one above it
I G wanting my T-shirt and Louie V all my luggage
my domain is the meaning fly is in public
I'm so nice, I'm so nice I'ma fuck it
and honey you my girlfriend x 3
honey you my girlfriend
I tell her let it all go 'cause she's better without it
I tell her let it all go 'cause she's better without it

[Intro:]
Soulja made it!
Ahhhhhhh u know what I'm sayin when I'm talkin
I'm talkin bout more than just mail
I'm talkin bout alot in this thang
[chorus:]
You Got Mail
You Got Mail
You got you got you got mail
You got mail
You you you you you got mail
You got mail
[verse 1:]
I got mail I Got Money I Got Hard I Got Weed
I Got Cush I Got Purp I Got Anything You Need
I Got Soulja I Got Boy I Got Don I Got Loe
I Got A I Got Rab I Got 30 At yo Door
I Got Cell I Got Phone I Got Ice I GOt Chrome
I Got Hits I Got Chicks, I Got To Girls to give me dome
I Got Drank, I Got Rank, I Got Bathing and I Got Apes
I Got True I Got False I Got Real And I Got Fake
[chorus]
[verse 2:]
I Got Music I Got Sones I Got Rings I Got Tones
I Got Fifty I Got Caps I Got Race I Got Tracks
I Got Blow I Got Land I Got Snow I Got Man
I Got Songs Make You Cry I Got Songs Dat make you dance
I Got Red I Got Blue I Got St. I Got Lou
I Got Beef I Got Ana I Got Tony And Montana
I Got Girls I Got Clothes I Got Friend I Got Foes
I Got Fans I Got Groupies And daz just da way it goes
[chorus]
[verse 3:]
I Got 30 I Got Deep I Got You I Got Me
I Got 10 I Got Pump 4 But ain't talkin bout gasoline
I Got bling I Got blur I got him and I got her
I Got dis I Got dat I Got fans white and black
I Got Hunderds I Got Fifties I Got country I Got city
I Got dat energy in my body to make da crowd get crunk with me
I got cars I Got Bikes
I Got Shootouts and I got fights
I Got Kool I Got Aid I Got Wut it takes to get paid
[chorus]

Aye, wuz up? Wuz up?
Dis ya boy, Soulja Boy Tell 'Em
When you get dis message, pack ya bags
'Cause we goin' on a trip
(Trip)
It's Soulja Boy Tell 'Em, I'm back
(Back)
Girl, I know you like it like dat
(Dat)
From the east to the west
She like the tattoo on my chest
(My chest)
Wipe me down
(Wipe me down)
I'm flowin'
(Flowin')
Girl keep goin' and goin'
She knowin', I'm on
Send a text message to my phone, 678-999-8212
Hit me up asap girl and let me know wuz up wit chu
My number one lady, my number one girl
Ya know ya boy can rock yo world
A Yamaha girl, a rida, shawty know she got dat fire
S.O.D Money Gang, got da game shook
I'ma let my boy Sean gone sang ya'll da hook
From the east to the west
Scream for me if you're my number one lady
Take a lead from the rest
You can go fast, speed it up for me baby
I'ma a G, what's next?
One night wid me would drive you crazy
(Crazy)
One night wid me would drive you crazy
Let starts off you ready, take your marks and get steady
You know that it's about to get heavy
'Cause she's a rider
(Rider a rider)
My Yamaha mama
(Mama)
My Yamaha mama
(Mama)
My Yamaha mama
(Mama)
My Yamaha mama
(Mama)
Aye, aye, aye
Baby you my lady, come and get on top of me
Louie bandana , Gucci centers, ya we on da shoppin' spree
Ya, I like ta drop da top, ya I like to see you smile
Ya, I like to talk to you on da phone fo a long time
Baby you've been on my mind, shawty, you so fine
Ya, ya use a dime, I think about chu all da time.
And I ain't even lien shawty
I'm jus' tryin' to tell you how I feel through dis rhyme
From the east to the west
Scream for me if your my number one lady
Take a lead from the rest
You can go fast, speed it up for me baby
I'ma a G, what's next?
One night wid me would drive you crazy
(Crazy)
One night wid me would drive you crazy
Let starts off you ready, take your marks and get steady,
You know that it's about to get heavy
'Cause she's a rider
(Rider a rider)
My Yamaha mama
(Mama)
My Yamaha mama
(Mama)
My Yamaha mama
(Mama)
My Yamaha mama
(Mama)
Aye, aye, aye
All the girls cross the world
Put the key in the ignition and just ride
(Ya ride)
Come on, get in this G4 ride real slow to the sky
Come on, get in this G4 ride real slow to the sky
From the east to the west
Scream for me if your my number one lady
Take a lead from the rest
You can go fast, speed it up for me baby
I'ma a G, what's next?
One night wid me would drive you crazy
(Crazy)
One night wid me would drive you crazy
Let starts off you ready, take your marks and get steady
You know that it's about to get heavy
'Cause she's a rider
(Rider a rider)
My Yamaha mama
(Vroom, vroom on a Yamaha chromed out eleven hundred)
My Yamaha mama
(Vroom, vroom on a Yamaha chromed out eleven hundred)
My Yamaha mama
(Vroom, vroom on a Yamaha chromed out eleven hundred)
My Yamaha mama
(Vroom, vroom on a Yamaha chromed out eleven hundred)

Featuring: Arab
Aye, Stacks On Deck Entertainment, Soulja Boy, Arab
We got something new for ya?ll
Man when somebody be in your face, on your nerves
Just talkin' and talkin and you don?t wanna hear it
Just be like, "Yahhh trick yahhh!"
Hey Soulja Boy can I yahhh trick yahhh!
Yo Arab I really like yahhh trick yahhh!
Colli Park Music ahh!
Hey man I was just wondering can I get a yahhh yahhh trick!
Get out my face
(Get out my face)
Get out my face
(Get out my face)
Get out my face
(Get out my face)
Get out my face
(Get out my face)
Get out my face
(Get out my face)
Get out my face
(Get out my face)
Get out my face
(Get out my face)
Get out my face
(Get out my face)
Yahhh!
Let me tell you about the life and how you live when you's a star
Every single place you go the people run up to your car
Everybody wants to talk, everybody wants to jive
Everybody wants a handshake or want a high five
And these ugly girls always got friend that wants to talk to you
Spit yahhh yahhh trick and your friend yahhh yahhh too!
Ain't got time for chit chat I?m tryin' to get this money
So get up out my face, you doodoo head dummy
Hey Soulja Boy can I yahhh trick yahhh!
Yo Arab I really like yahhh trick yahhh!
Colli Park Music aah!
Hey man I was just wondering can I get a yahhh yahhh trick
Get out my face
(Get out my face)
Get out my face
(Get out my face)
Get out my face
(Get out my face)
Get out my face
(Get out my face)
Get out my face
(Get out my face)
Get out my face
(Get out my face)
Get out my face
(Get out my face)
Get out my face
(Get out my face)
Yahhh!
All in my face, I?m startin? to get mad
Walkin' up, ?Soulja Boy can I have your autograph??
Spit yahh trick!
Leave me alone, let me get some peace
I?m sittin? at the house shawty and I can?t sleep
Leave me alone foe before I have to knock your lights out
?Hey Soulja Boy when that new Stacks on Deck CD coming out??
Spit yahh trick! Spit yahh trick!
Yahh! Yahh! Yahh!
Hey Soulja Boy can I yahhh trick yahhh!
Yo Arab I really like yahhh trick yahhh!
Colli Park mu ahh!
Hey man I was just wondering can I get a yahhh yahhh trick!
Get out my face
(Get out my face)
Get out my face
(Get out my face)
Get out my face
(Get out my face)
Get out my face
(Get out my face)
Get out my face
(Get out my face)
Get out my face
(Get out my face)
Get out my face
(Get out my face)
Get out my face
(Get out my face)
Yahhh!
Hey Soulja Boy man I love those sneakers man
Man, man me and my brother man
We are diggin? you man, super dig
Man I?m the king of your fan club man
I mean I just seen you one day and I was like, that guy!
He?s gonna make it, he?s gonna make it
You already know
I was on your Myspace man
Yahhh yahhh yahhh! Yahhh yahhh yahhh!
Trick don?t you get it!?
Shut up! Yahhh yahhh yahhh!
Yahhh! Yahhh! Yahhh!
Y A H H H
I still like your sneakers though

How Come You Wont Tell Me Whats Hannenin'? (Whats Hannenin)
Whats Hannein'? (Whats) Whats Hannenin? (Whats) Whats Hannenin? (Whats) Whats Hannenin (Whats)
Whats Hannenin, Hannenin, Hannenin, Hannenin, Hannenin, Hannenin, Hannenin, Hannenin
Man Tell Me Whats Really Goin' On. Soulja Boy Up In This This Thang, I'm Ready, Whats Hannenin?
And Im Ready With The Dough, I Gotta Have A Mill Stashed In The Studio, Whats Hannenin?
I'm Down, N***A I'm Down, Soulja Boy 2006, Its My Time To Clown.
And I'm Ready, Any Place, Soulja Boy Up In This Thang Wit My Dj, Whats Hannenin?
(Whats Hannenin)
Whats Hannenin (Hannenin, Hannenin)
N***A Im Down, Down Wit The Thugs. Soulja Boy Up In This Thang, 6 Inches Past Dubs.
I'm Down Wit The Crew, Lookin So Clean Everytime I Ride Through, Whats Hannenin?
2006, 2006, My Time To Shine, Hit The Block Sittin On 26's.
2006, 2006, My Time To Shine, Hit The Block, Whats Hannenin?
(Whats Hannenin)
My Turn, My Turn To Shine. This Year I Swear To God I'm Gonna Put Down.
I'm Gonna Do It Big, Hit The High School Sittin On 26's, Whats Hannenin?
Do It Big, I Wanna Do It Big, Do It Big, Whats Hannenin?
Do It Big, I Wanna Do It Big, Do It Big, Whats Hannenin?
(Whats Hannenin)

Work! [x30] (REPEAT)
[VERSE 1]
Soulja got more suit
Yo girlfriend I fuck her (i fuck her)
Dre out the trap,bitch that west side struggle
Gucci bandana,blue rag in the duffle
7-4 into the world,blow folk hustle
Nigga gotta get this bitch,im all bout this guap
3 years in the game, aint dis shit aint gunna stop
call up miami mike,post it up on pattle land
Palm trees block,bricks cuss in them chickens mane
Drop towels 2010,black vs. live go (damn)
Raise in Atlanta but born in Chicago
Back in Missisippi man I had the hood lost
He had a Bag full of money and a ham fell on my socks
You a stupid ass bitch,you think you shittin like me
Got alot of niggas hating cuz they cant get like me
Man Im Soulja Bot Tell 'Em and imma tell ya how it goes
Put that puss on my hip for these wadget ass hoes
Im a real ass nig,I aint never been fake
Bitch i bought that black homies section,bitch im 28 (sam)
Missisippi trap boy,child town,home town
ATL westside,its on 1 on now
Bitch imma G
My first name Soulja
Disrespect me and my nigga gon for ya
Took a couple small rags,threw them diamond in my teeth
Imma keep where im going so im ready for that beast

I pull up and they looking at me, ok
Now god damn I go hard, I pull up with gold yard
It's lil dre, aka soulja boy I'm sport dog
I pull up on ferarri, don't make me bring the Ferraris out
I been getting so much money, these lil niggas can't pass me now
It's soulja, it's soulja, I'm leaning it off that kicks stand
My niggas pull up with big bands, we're taking over, we got big plans
Bam, bam, like a, like a, big bitch, choppa, choppa
Took her down, waka flocka, all in a fucking proper
All in a fucking phantom, damn, dre no opera
Niggas be talking but niggas don't want it
Run up on me show me how I point it
I blast the flash and put them in caskets
Niggas stay robbing and then they killing
Still they stealing to the first of the year
To your face niggas talking don't really want it
Lil dre, bitch I beat the case
I pull up, let me give you race
Niggas talking shit, I got horsepower,
Got hella money, bitch I'm in this place
Man we in this thang, and I'm on the stage
And they bring the money, by the fucking case
And you know what it is, that mean gold bottles
That motherfucking ace of spades
Niggas know what's up with me, nigga don't know my history
It's a mystery, I be in the block, with bout 50 goons bout 60 deep
Niggas talking shit, they get put to sleep
Bitch I'm on the block wanna make a creep
Bitch I talk the heat, you get put to sleep
Niggas talking shit, but y'all ain't really g
Niggas do not want it, talking that fuck shit
And I'm gonna unleash I'm on fire in the fucking streets
In the studio, I'm a fucking beast
Niggas talking shit but don't want me
Niggas west b, get your ass sprayed
In the fucking block just like a slave
Got 30 chains just like a slave
Got 30 whips just like a slave
Bitch I'm on the block and I'm getting paid
Niggas be talking but really don't want it
I run upon them my niggas with often
Fuck doing driver, I'm running that coffers
Niggas be talking it's really no problem
Smoking on kush and they really got coughing
Soulja boy tell them I really go often
I came out the water like I'm African dolphin
I'm getting this money you niggas still talking
SOD money get up in these streets
Talking this shit but you don't wanna beef
Ak 47 no lacking and I'm still packing
Niggas talking down, niggas talking that fuck shit

I just wanna smoke weed and buy shoes,
And do it fly guys do
I just wanna smoke weed and buy shoes,
And do it fly guys do
Stacks on there, there we straight, wake up everything
Get that cake
Stacks on there, there we straight, wake up everything
Get that cake
Back in don't need the cash to borrow but these days
Maserati and the murcielago, crash the benz... couple another tomorrow
Or maybe get the ferrari 360... gallardo
You know I'm soulja, even bad...
Not too many... that you can name...
80 thousand... in the locker that was back then
I took off on them haters ain't a back since
I just wanna smoke weed and buy shoes,
And do it fly guys do
I just wanna smoke weed and buy shoes,
And do it fly guys do
Stacks on there, there we straight, wake up everything
Get that cake
Stacks on there, there we straight, wake up everything
Get that cake
Well check the mix tape... I'm on fire man
Just caught the... bottom from iron man
... scoop the chick real quick she like the tires man
She be... for the... supplier man
New kicks new t, I dress proper man
Ask her if she got them, and she said that she forgot her man
He did what? tell them that I'm not a fan, soulja proper...
And yeah I got a lot of fans, everythang goes from... to the malibu
We can go east stay chilling on south...
And if you wanna go you can be with me
Smoke weed play 360,
Everywhere I go you could take... with me
Over seas man you can take that trip with me
Make a stop in flight club... kicks with me
Inhale till the bag's empty
I just wanna smoke weed and buy shoes,
And do it fly guys do
I just wanna smoke weed and buy shoes,
And do it fly guys do
Stacks on there, there we straight, wake up everything
Get that cake
Stacks on there, there we straight, wake up everything

Hey yo I'm full of that purp
Can't be fucked with when I'm rolling
I like that backwood up and put that sun roof in motion
I hit the block like what, them boys can't fuck with that phantom
Put them 6s down in buck kid, I fuck with atlanta
Got that huge blow and rocks up in this
Shining like the staple center lights when kobe go for 40 looking like
Mike!
Don't compare me to these rap niggas I'm nothing like them, I swear to god
I did went through hurt before, chris humphrey my dick big
You can ask the broads, I like my bitch authentic no fake
Titties or ass
When she do I ricky ruby on that hoe, I pass
Since... fucking with the lights out
When the shit on like a... I fight though
I don't wanna fight though, wanna lose your life though
So pull a 38 on yeah, turn a nigga mike on
Yeah, I'm fucked up and they hating
Turn all these rap niggas into blood zulu nation
Yeah, soldiers, the diamonds in your chain
Bigger than that nigga face and that's foul, game
I'm fucked up and I'm faded
I said I'm fucked up and I'm faded
We got peach sirock syrup 'tron, peach sirock syrup 'tron, peach sirock
Syrup 'tron,
Faded, I'm faded, faded
She faded, faded, he faded, faded, we faded,
Faded, faded, faded, faded, faded, I'm fucked up
Puff pop and I pass on, rich nigga young asshole
Fuck you trying to tell me, go bars for the cash bro
I took charge and I went hard
Held it down for my fuck squad
Fuck you niggas talk about
Time we bring them racks out
Welcome to my spaceship, that shit look like a trap house
Go ahead and bring the benz out
Recoup your hoe and we freezed up
Pound... that's a beat up, 50 k on my sleeve bro
And I'm fresh fuck and my sleeve up
These niggas riding won't be us
Everyday we get the bump, riding round smoking...
2012 red bentley mean, gang driving through compton
Bad bitches by the dozen, no police I ain't coughing
And niggas saying they got swag
But it's money gang or nothing
I'm high as fuck see it in my eyes
Shouts out game that number 5
Fresh as fuck till a nigga die
Gonna write my name up in the sky
Fuck you niggas talking bout, we get cash by large amounts
I'm fucked up and I'm faded, got a mansion up in las vegas
I'm fucked up and I'm faded
I said I'm fucked up and I'm faded
We got peach sirock syrup 'tron, peach sirock syrup 'tron, peach sirock
Syrup 'tron,
Faded, I'm faded, faded
She faded, faded, he faded, faded, we faded,

Bossed up, bitch I'm back at it
One mill one day I know my mathematics
Young soulja boy my whole life is fantastic
Rap game face similar to that down plastic
I'ma switch lane with 2 chains, like 2 chains
Shout out to all my niggas reppin that new gang
Ocean gang sod till they kill me
Middle finger to them bitches who don't feel me
Young ass beezy, I made that shit look easy
Tell them bitches... that pussy wet when they see me
I'm on tv,... it's that new mixtape,
Tell them haters fix their face
Young ass beezy, I made that shit look easy
Tell them bitches... that pussy wet when they see me
I'm on tv,... it's that new mixtape,
Tell them haters fix their face
Let's chop it up, let's get down to the bizness
Real shit, I'm a savage, I don't leave no witness
I'ma keep this shit one million, yep like 100 million
I'ma stack my cake so high, that shit gonna touch the ceiling
Siding on my ceilings high because I'm in the mansion
20 million cash I drop that bitch next to the hamptons
Tell them folks to check my history,
It's a mystery that AK leave you history
I pack a bitch in about 60 deep
20 goons may 60 creeps hit 60 licks in one week
Straight up nigga real talk
I get cash with the fuck you thought
Lil drey from the west side, niggas know that's the best side
Talking down on the zone one the Ak ima let it slide hop out the jet black cadiliac 4 deep
Pussy niggas don't know me, I chop down the oz, I break it down and pass around
Riding through my fucking town
Bitch you know it's going down
When I'm high I'm going up 40 on that hummer truck I grab tha lean and pour it up
... I grab a... and pull it up
Pussy nigger talking shit
Nigger I ain't even gotta talk
Sod is what I bought, sod is what I brought
Man I'll fucking kill them
... niggers don't fucking feel it
Sod I'm reminiscent, about the old days and my old ways
In a new jig I know they mad, a hundred mill made the passing
Got too many cash in my little pocket
In my right pocket got a pistol though
Talking shit,... bitch, I'm a let it go...
Yeah we in this bitch, swag on a hundred
Standing on the couch, everybody's getting blunted
America's most wanted, it's an honor to be here
I don't have no opponents, get them out of here
Don't compare me to no lames, bitch I make it rain
Nine... wars on my fucking chain
Soulja Boy I tell them yo I'm standing out of my brain
Never give a fuck like I'm...
Young drey bizz yeah I know that you heard of me
... put me on tv, put wherever you want to
I'ma still look like a prophet,... nigger stop it
... doing a sold out concert in Belfast,
Warning I'm hot, I'm scorching...

[Hook]
Damn, damn, them watch cost a ticket
When they caught the phantom let them know that I’m winning
Walk inside the club, gold bottles be specific
Everything on me, let them know I’m winning
I’m talking winning, everyone’s winning
Walk inside the venue, and we with the bizness
When they caught the porsche let them know that I’m winning
I’m talking winning, everyone’s winning
Soulja boy swag, cold so polar
I got so many cars, Soulja boy motors
Pull up and I’m flexing on rodeo drive
I got 55 racks and my pocket going live
Stacks on deck boys, we all about them plays
I be like hold on homie, you don’t know what we hate
It be hood dre flexing and sod flexing
I be pulling up on pipes 24 and flexing
Everywhere we go you know that we winning
Big bank wrote a letter know that we winning
Everybody know that my whole squad is winning
Stacks on deck, we gonn kill em, we gonn kill em
I’m pulling up and I hurt the haters’ feelings
Everybody know Soulja boy straight grilling
I’m on the hook and it’s a great feeling
Taking over everyday, niggas straight drilling!!
[Hook]
Damn, damn, them watch cost a ticket
When they caught the phantom let them know that I’m winning
Walk inside the club, gold bottles be specific
Everything on me, let them know I’m winning
I’m talking winning, everyone’s winning
Walk inside the venue, and we with the bizness
When they caught the porsche let them know that I’m winning
I’m talking winning, everyone’s winning
Them music I’ve been making got me knowing that I’m king
I create art every time I pull up on the scene
Soul on my neck and I keep a full magazine
Got a phone call so you know it’s time to do my thing
I done woke from my slumber and I’m bout to break it down
I keep talking not the pound, see you at the finish line
They ain’t give it to me so I went ahead and took it
Soulja boy my name, hitting plays and making ...
And this song that I’m on, man you know I’m going ham
I go so hard, put that shit on Instagram
I’m flexing through my city and they knowing that it’s me
Got my face on MTV, I swag hard, you low key
Turn up, turn up,
Pulling up, we making play, I be cashing out
Stacking out, every damn day
In my stash house, and condo house, chilling every day
We post up with 100k might throw it in your face
[Hook]
Damn, damn, them watch cost a ticket
When they caught the phantom let them know that I’m winning
Walk inside the club, gold bottles be specific
Everything on me, let them know I’m winning
I’m talking winning, everyone’s winning
Walk inside the venue, and we with the bizness
When they caught the porsche let them know that I’m winning

Soulja Boy
Lil Dre
Everywhere we go we get money
Keepin’ it one hunned
Smokin’ one hunned
Ridin’ one hunned
Chasin’ every puff
Chasin’ every puff
Waking up every morning and it’s all on
Girls have my phone
Man, it’s on
You already know the song
We smoke strong
Everything scrone
Everything super on
Everything super on
Cashed out on the porch
Cashed out on the beat
Cashed out on the Hummer
Cashed out on the Benz
Cashed out on the Mazzy
Cashed out on the bright lean
Cashed out all the diamonds
And them diamonds got me shinin’
Cashed out on everything
Everything straight super on
Turnt up I’m talkin’ super on
Turnt up I’m talkin’ super on
Everything straight packin’
Everybody with me packin’
Ain’t no problem, what’s happenin’?
Young nigga so savage
Hold it down on my side
Young nigga talkin’ 25
Real talk man, what it if?
We on the block on a battlefield
It ain’t no problem, no problems
Stacking cash, throw one hundons
Talkin’ Bentleys and fastened
Walkin’ down so I cashed out this action
No no, we ain’t playin’
Hell no, we ain’t playin’
Niggas play and we sprayin’
Niggas play and we sprayin’
Talkin’ down on my niggas
I’mma shoot you down, you a bitch bruh
Real talk, we getting money
So we keep this shit one hunned
Stacks on deck, we run it
Told this nigga he don’t want it
Young Dre, men I’m flexin’
Money on deck got me flexin’
Stacks on deck we in a section
Flyin’ down the highway, I’m reckless
Young nigga flexin’ off money
Cashed up and I’m getting so much money
Man, fuck these niggas thinkin’?
Man, fuck these niggas sayin’?
Niggas talk and they talkin’
But I’m still Louie walkin’
20 Benz in an hour
Fresh as fuck then hopped up out the shower
Pulling up in that white thing
Caught the Bent then all over rains
Nigga so fresh
Pull up, gold on my ne-eck
Lil Dre, you already know
Take it to the hood, west side, what’s happenin’?
Zone 1 what’s happenin’?
Zone 1 what’s happenin’?
West side what’s happenin’?
West side what’s happenin’?
Zone 1 what it be?
SOD what it be?
Got my niggas with me
Got my niggas with me
No, we ain’t lackin’
My niggas packin’
Ready for that action
Young nigga super savage
Everything is super on
And you’d better smoke stupid strong
Ran through my hood, gang shit on
Ran through my hood, I’m flexin’ shit on
Throwin’ chrome up on everything
Throwin’ gold up on every chain
In the VIP we’re snappin’

Shout to my nigga Jabbar...
It's Soulja Boy I'm in this muthafucker live...
Let's get it!
Ocean Gang is drowned, bitch!
SODMG!
[Hook - Soulja Boy]
Niggas mad at, mad at me
Take the chain, 5 rings, I'm the Swag Daddy
Bitch is talking down, but I'm a swag daily
Bitch is talking down, I make my family happy
Niggas mad at me, bitches mad at me
Can't change, 5 rings, I'm the Swag Daddy
Bitch is talking down, but I'm a swag daily
I never gave a fuck, I make my family happy
[Verse 1 - Soulja Boy]
Ocean Gang, drown bitch, I'm back like I never left
Haters talking down, send them niggas gonna kill themself
Never gave a fuck, I don't do this shit often
Came out the water like a pretty-ass dolphin
Swag on my?, 10 on my ring
I stuff in the club got down my?
Niggas talking about me, SOD on me
SOD on everything man, this my life
God damn I love this shit, I wouldn't trade it for shit
I dunn fucked 20 hoes, fun around the globe
Made a big Southern toast
Took up all the gold
Ocean Gang can drown, I'll be standing on the stage
With a 100 million dollars like "God damn I'm rich!"
? be this shit, nigga fuck what ya heard
Talking down on my clique, get flipped like a bird, bitch!
[Hook - Soulja Boy]
Niggas mad at, mad at me
Take the chain, 5 rings, I'm the Swag Daddy
Bitch is talking down, but I'm a swag daily
Bitch is talking down, I make my family happy
Niggas mad at me, bitches mad at me
Can't change, 5 rings, I'm the Swag Daddy
Bitch is talking down, but I'm a swag daily
I never gave a fuck, I make my family happy
[Verse 2 - Soulja Boy]
LV shades on and my pants saggin
Screaming "Ocean Gang or drown!" I'm the Swag Daddy
Niggas mad cause I ride, and my paint candy
Niggas talking down, bitch, my swag outstanding!
Looking like I dunn came from another planet
Looking like I dunn swagged about another million
God damn, I'm some shit that you've never seen
I'm so fresh, look like I came out your dreams
Lil Tre bitch, I'm my brother's keeper
AK-47, reaching for the heat seeker
I'mma fang you if you talking down
I'm the swag daddy bitch, that's word around town
Disrespect SOD, bitch it's going down
I'm not Yung Joc, bitches going down
Swag nonstop in my fucking town
Welcome to my city: let's go smoke 100 pounds
[Hook - Soulja Boy]
Niggas mad at, mad at me
Take the chain, 5 rings, I'm the Swag Daddy
Bitch is talking down, but I'm a swag daily
Bitch is talking down, I make my family happy
Niggas mad at me, bitches mad at me
Can't change, 5 rings, I'm the Swag Daddy
Bitch is talking down, but I'm a swag daily
I never gave a fuck, I make my family happy
[Verse 3 - Soulja Boy]
All I'm hearing is Soulja Boy is getting cake
I don't ever go to sleep, how the fuck I'm gonna wake n bake?
They call me Lil Drake, condo by the fuckin lake
The fuck you niggas smokin? Mission by the fuckin ocean
Bitch tried to kick me off the plane
Cause my pants saggin
Went and caught the private jet cause I'm the swag daddy
Niggas mad cause my swag's so outstanding
Pull up to the red carpet, hopping out the Phantom
I gives a fuck what you think: I do what I want to
Ride through my Trap, throwing money out the sunroof
I said it on the track and I fucking mean it
Pretty Boy Swag: I'm so damn conceited!
And I look like a fucking genius!
Standing on the tv screen: nigga suck my penis
No homo bitch, I'm rich, and I fucking mean it
God damn I smoke that purp, and that shit is stinkin
[Hook - Soulja Boy]
Niggas mad at, mad at me
Take the chain, 5 rings, I'm the Swag Daddy
Bitch is talking down, but I'm a swag daily
Bitch is talking down, I make my family happy
Niggas mad at me, bitches mad at me
Can't change, 5 rings, I'm the Swag Daddy
Bitch is talking down, but I'm a swag daily

Chorus:
Hey, I pulled on and I'm stuntin
I need a rubber band for the one hundreds
I'm done, and I'm stuntin!
I need a roller band for the one hundreds
I pull on, and I'm stuntin
Everywhere I go, man I need those!
And I'm stuntin!
I need a rubber band for the one hundreds
Every way I wake up on clocky digits
Money on the clock, so I gotta get it
... cash Shawty, is your thirty winning
Pull her to the hood, she is no...
Nigga, yeah, she is on my competition
Swag out of space, I can see you niggas
And my wives cost a couple figures
And my car cost a couple niggas
I'll be flexing on you broad niggas
I'll be flexing on you hoe niggas!
SOD on the...
I pull on and I never had...
Chorus:
Hey, I pulled on and I'm stuntin
I need a rubber band for the one hundreds
I'm done, and I'm stuntin!
I need a roller band for the one hundreds
I pull on, and I'm stuntin
Everywhere I go, man I need those!
And I'm stuntin!
I need a rubber band for the one hundreds
Hey, freezing, man, he...
I was selling bricks with my...
Soulija boy, I do it big
Pull out to the hood with my team!
Passing money to the little kid
I do this shit for real, this how it is
Swear to God this is how I live
Talking that I'm slicing you from ear to ear!
All that fake shit you gotta go
99 boy in Chicago
Sweat, I'm smoking live with my nigga
It ain't hard done, he pulled the trigger
Chorus:
Hey, I pulled on and I'm stuntin
I need a rubber band for the one hundreds
I'm done, and I'm stuntin!
I need a roller band for the one hundreds
I pull on, and I'm stuntin
Everywhere I go, man I need those!
And I'm stuntin!

[intro:]
soulja
kony 2012
right now, there are more people on facebook that there are on the planet
humanity's greatest desire is to walk and connect
and now we see each other!
stop knony, stop kony
stop knony, stop kony
i got a life and seven and a half days
stop kony, man, i can't believe is going down
from my town, to your town, they're taking kids,
turn them into soldiers, put a gun in his hand and his life is over
is getting so crazy, got to take it over
we gonna start kony it's 20 over
it's 2012 ten summers
kid. take him to the jungle
aka 47 never seen his daddy, never seen his momma
this is history, all you gotta do is believe
soulja boy almost leave
new rules
the next twenty seven minutes are an experiment
stop knony, stop kony
stop knony, stop kony
we can do it ya
stop kony before it's too late!
soulja!

You already know
Fifty thirteen
Listen tiny pants and bitch
All this money in my hands
Got that money just for fun
Let my bitch have all the wood
Haters won't hang up the phone
You know I don't fuck and ball
Know where I live my fight I take it
My swag is so fucking sacred
Hating on me, I'm going to make it
Punk it out like I'm Jamaican
Lie her like a super saying
They say heck I'm going crazy
I've been getting money lately
And I know they still going to hate me
I'm going to stack up all this paper
Ocean Gang is what our name is
Pretty boy gangster
Every day I'm …
Twenty twelve
Splash out, splash out, splash out
Niggers hating on my dick
Cause they know that I'm the shit
Fuck what you heard bitch
Cause that nigger's filthy rich
All this money in my bank
Niggers know I got them bands
Fuck all that shit that you heard
LV Gucci in their sack
Fucking with my niggers nigger
I'm a fuck around and kill you
Now they gave them fuck and shit
All you think I'm worth the billion
My click bitch you know we stunning
Every day we getting money
Splash out I'm smoking chronic
Lean us out I'm fucking stunning
Splashy, splashy
They want Soulja Boy to fall
Every day I fucking ball
Splash out, splash out, splash out