Soulja Boy

[fox69]

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"1000"

"1000"


[Verse 1:]
Off top nigga, don't fucking play
Stacks On Deck boys, bitch yeah we in this thing
Money Gang, tat that shit up off my armored ring
On my chain, fifty diamonds standing money bling
Ching, ching, I done cashed out like a jackpot
And I'm big dog flexing like Sandlot
In my hood, man we stack them shit's by four blocks
I'm turned up, and we get them by the C-knots
C notes, cut throat with my campaign
Fifty racks make it rain, make it hurricane
Young Dre, I go hard and I spit flame
Off top, money boy's in this thing

[Verse 2:]
Pull up to the party, it's time to have some fun
Standing on the couch, and I'm throwing funds
Stripper bitches on me, it ain't nothing though
Do this every fucking night, all across the globe
I hop up on the jet, it's time to cash out
I hop up in that Vet', it's time to smash out
My homeboy copped a Ferrari, so I copped a jet
I threw thirty racks on my fucking neck
I pull up to the trap, to finesse
I call my young nigga and he hit the plug
Now we in the trap, pulled up off mud
I pulled up in that Lambo', skurt' scrub

[Outro:]
We in this thing
Yeah we in this thing
We in this thing
Yeah we in this thing
We in this thing, yeah we in this thing
In this thing, yeah we in this thing
In this thing, yeah we in this thing
Yeah we in this thing, me and my nigga's in this thing

 

[fox69]

"1UP"

"1UP"


Stunt [x4] Stack on Deck, Soulja
Everywhere I go, people lookin at me like
Damn that boy cashed up
Damn that boy swagged up
Everywhere I be, people lookin at me like
Damn that boy cashed up
Damn that boy swagged up

Racks UP, everywhere we go [x3]
Racks UP, hundred thousand show

Girls lookin at me, lookin really fancy
Oh you so cutie, oh I'm so pretty
Oh I'm in farrari, I don't have to say sorry
Honest lil Dre, old school no atari
Soulja Boy swaggin, pretty boy handsome
Pulled off of the club, in a drop top phantom
360 bands as the roof panoramic
360 bands, oh yes I'm so dynamic
500 trap bunking like a damn fool
Ham savage shawty with a muthafuckin tool
Catch your breath bitch, yeah I'm in that new Mariah
Everybody on me with that five on the side
Shotgun shawty holdin down the whole half
Young Soulja Boy make the trap go ham
Yellow diamonds on me, yeah bitch I paid cash
500K, Mr. Digital Dash
Digital digital, everything digital
White wrist black chain, Soulja Boy I'm gettin 'em
Killin 'em killin 'em, everyday I'm rippin 'em
Put your lighters up, kush up racks up (TAKEOFF)
Young Dre, I do it big
Scarface mansions, that's how we live
Great bentley, but I got to do it in
Right shawty mane I had to put it in
Put in work in on the fuckin block
Yellow diamond brightlin, fuck a clock
Soulja Boy tell 'em yes I'm posted on the top
Mixtape bunking oh my God I'm so hot
Hot like a bitch, everybody know my name
Red bentley bitch, call that shit fire flame
Soulja Boy tell 'em, oh my God I bring the pain
VIP monday night, making it damn rain
Splash, cash yeah it's me
Yellow diamond shawty, 100 for a key
Soulja Boy tell 'em, I might charge a fee
Walking through the hood, everybody notice me

 

[fox69]

"2Milli"

"2Milli"


[Intro:]
The Best Rapper Alive.
Weezy Say 1 Milli I Say 2.
[Laugh]
This my new album "the deandre way"
2009 is over. 2010 is here!

Listen
Yo!

I did what I wanted, niggas did what they could
A lion wouldn't cheat but a Tiger would
I only keep real niggas in my stable
A million dollar chain, I'm feeling like Gucci's label
So icey I really don't care
Haters green as a pool table and they twice as square
Had to cut a couple bitches, them niggas need stitches
I'm getting money out the tree y'all niggas getting switches
Similar to Nas, I need a mic though
Chop the bread up, Tae Kwon Do
They pass me the game like Tom Brady
These rappers chances looking slim just like shady
Niggas locked behind my bars I'm taking out prisoners
Sit back relax recieving my residual
Think this song is dope shit wait til you see the visual
Please brace yourself this shit about to get critical
Let it be known I got rappers on my hit list
I got so many gifts you would swear I stole Christmas
Word to the Grinch bitch my style will switch quick
I knew this all along I was waiting just to hit the kill switch
Since day one man your boy been the truth
Broke so many records like I'm in the glass booth
Like I'm in the glass studio breaking out barriers
Back on crime I was screaming out Ellen wood ? area
nigga I ain't scared of ya, never ever will be
I'm screaming I'm the best till these rappers kill me
Make the people feel me like the blind men do
On your girl head so much like her favorite shampoo
I'm traveling where I want, soulja's vacation
My mind is so free, ? proclamation
I'm so hot, haters evaporating
6 bitches on my dick I'm elimidating
I'm high every friday just like smokey
I'm spitting real shit, these niggas spitting Karaoke
Hit stick with the flow just like Madden
I'm so high on my carpet feeling like Alladin
I spit hot flames bitch just like a dragon
And my pants saggin
Spell it backwards niggas
Niggas get heated when they see the coupe on
I don't give a fuck got my Pyrex suit on
I'm a keep rapping til the fans hear the best of me
I'm cooking up the game bitch yeah I got the recipe
You ain't gotta like me just please respect it
Hip hop is dead nigga let me resurrect it
Microphone check it, uno, dos, tres,
I'm a keep spitting til they crown me the best
The rap games a mess, let me clean it up
It's a pigsty they going ham give it up
Flying down the highway a million on the dashboard
You can't start my car up unless you got the password
I'm something like a prophecy spit so properly
When my album drops watch how many rappers copy me
Haters opinions are obsolete
Don't make pop music so it ain't no pop in me
And my brains a bitch where she at when I need her
Ya pack nines, I pack nine kilometers
Ya did'nt want beef why would ya start it
Cameras flashing like you walking down the red carpet
First you was nameless now I'm a make you famous
Hit you with the stainless and leave your ass brainless

 

[fox69]

"30 Thousand 100 Million"
(feat. Lil B)

"30 Thousand 100 Million"
(feat. Lil B)



[Chorus]
Thirty-thousand Hundred-million, all my niggas go so crazy in this fuckin' building.
Thirty-thousand Hundred-million, all my niggas go so crazy in this fuckin' building.
Thirty-thousand Hundred-million, all my niggas go so crazy in this fuckin' building.
Thirty-thousand Hundred-million, all my niggas go so crazy in this fuckin' building.

[Soulja Boy]
Word around town I got bitches on my dick (Soldier!)
Word around town I got cameras taking pics (Cameras!)
Word around town mane I'm hot than a bitch (Scorching!)
Word around town I spent 3 million on my wrist (True Story!)
Word around town I spent 12 million on my crib (Foxtail!)
Word around town bitch, thats just how I live (Simpset!)
Word around town bitch my dick taste like ribs (Simpset!)
Word around town bitch, what happened to ...

[Chorus]

[Lil B]
S550, drive with my swagger, hoes on my dick cause I rock like Mick Jagger
10 on my hoe, and I'm sharp like a dagger, pineapple shawty and my bitch look like an actress
Young based god, flex bitches on my dick, young based god, tell police suck my dick
Playboy mansion, chillin' with Hugh Hefner,
West Berkeley nigga, waterfront on my sweatshirt
(You feel me?)

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"360"

"360"


Smook [x3] Soulja Boy Tell 'Em, SODMGdotcom
White lam' that's, swag
Pull up to the club, I pop tags
Lil' Dre or Lil Smook?
360 bands, panoramic roof
I'm the truth, the boy swag hard
Black car white tint, oh my Lord
V.I.P status, all night partying
When I hit the club, Ima shut this shit down man
This right here a rich nigga talkin
See my in the club. there's a rich nigga walkin
A badass yellow bone, and she on my side
And when I leave the club, she gon hop up in my ride
That right there, is fuckin SWAG
Hop up in that 2012 black jag
Lil Dre' or Lil Smook?
360 bands with the panoramic roof

360 bands, with the 360 bands
With the 360 bands, with the panoramic roof [x2]

See me in the club, that's a rich nigga talkin
See me in the streets, that's a rich nigga walkin
When I'm in my hood, that's a rich nigga trappin
When I'm on the mic, that's a rich nigga rappin
See me in the streets, all them trap niggas dappin me
See me with the club, yellow bones its catastrophe
Oh my God, Soulja Boy you goin ham
I pull up to the trap, that's some rich nigga goons
Rich nigga rims, yeah them bitches 24
Iced out brightlin got me stuntin on you hoes
That right there is poppin my tags
Step off in the club and I make it rain dollaz
Make it make it rain cause I came with the swag
Drop top benteley with the 360 tag
Poppin in the club, white team status
Ballin all night, Ima shut this shit down man
Young lil dre' or young lil smook?
360 bands with the panoramic roof [x3]

360 bands, with the 360 bands
With the 360 bands, with the panoramic roof [x2]

And I step inside the club
That right there is a rich nigga hug
And she wants me to bust off on her back
Took her to the crib and let the pussy drip
That right there is poppin my fuckin collar
Fall off in the mall and bought everything you had
Oh my Lord, Soulja be be goin ham
Pull up to the hood in a rich nigga door
Rich nigga rims, its them 24
Going so hard, see them rich nigga clothes
Black and white diamonds, oh my God I'm shining
That right there is how to be stomp
That right there is how you flex
Ice plus ice plus, neck
Lil Dre' do his thang
Twitter at SouljaBoy I'm the fuckin man
I said 360 bands

With the 360 bands [x2]
360 [x2] Panoramic roof
I got ya DJ Holiday..

 

[fox69]

"4x"

"4x"


[Hook:]
Soulja [x4]
Say it 4 times 'cause damn I'm taking over
Soulja [x4]
Say it 4 times 'cause all my chains are golden

Soulja boy swag soulja boy
I'm pulling up fresh fade 3 cut juice deuce
Soulja boy who? soulja boy
I'm pulling up 10 chains on time to fuck let's do it
I go to work I go in
Pull up with a Gucci car got a fucking subscription
To Givenchy I shop
Go in and pull apart in a auto shop and a porsche shop
And a body shop and a rim shop and a polo shop where I'm going
I'm in a polo lobby eating shrimp soulja tell 'em I'm rich
Pull up I'm a sad vision juice 2 juice juice with a bad bitch
Talk shit talk shit but can't have him
My lifestyle it's extravagant
My bad bitch on the right side
She yella bone I'm a go slide
I pull up big tires, big rims shy south to side
Break just out the sim set just out the west side
We in this bitch nigga the guns can't best us
Drop the fucking juice to em benz by
Swagging hard I pull up
I got a movie I'm poured up
East to pin nigga east to pin
I got the jewels soulja poured up the dooze
This juice too, this juice too, this juice too
This juice deuce, pull up on flexin in my hood
I phone textin I be driving swerving so reckless
I'm this shit nigga I'm flexin'

[Hook: x2]
Soulja [x4]
Say it 4 times 'cause damn I'm taking over
Soulja [x4]
Say it 4 times 'cause all my chains are golden

It's time to work
Pull up fresh as fuck fly here a lil upon the earth
White cell on my T-Shirt gucci on my backpack
I down went hard like the motherfucker cash stacks
Swagging hard bitch I'm soulja telling you no impulse
All to the club all that God damn money we blow it
Them stripper hoes they love me because I'm pretty never ugly
I tat my face and I'm still pretty I'm swagged up and I'm sadiddy
Don't give a fuck I know Diddy I know 50 I got the juice
I pull up I'm 2Pac, what it do nigga what it do
Swag splash jewels drill bitch nigga all of that
Ocean ganging this motherfucker
Sip so much lean had a heart attack
Juice

Soulja [x16]
Swag

I'm actin sadiddy [x2]

All these rappers can't fuck with me
I pull up and I'm eating beats
I'm fresh as fuck when I'm in the streets
I go hard on every beat
Got gold carats up in my teeth
Nigga talking shit up in these streets
Getting shoot down up in these streets
I put a body up in the ditch
Juiced too up in this bitch

 

[fox69]

"5013 Intro"

"5013 Intro"



DZ
BZ
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
Hurt with them B

 

[fox69]

"AK47"

"AK47"


AK47 [x4] Nigga
Bounce, bounce, bounce
Lay it down nigga
Boom, Boom, Boom
Clear the room [x3]

Nigga thought it was a game until he said he want to beef
I run inside yo momma house and shoot that bitch off in her teeth
I run inside yo sister house and shoot that bitch off in her feet
Fuck you and your whole street, Soulja Boy gone bring the heat
You bitch ass niggas know my name, I'm in that bentley fire flame
Pussy niggas SOD's nigga and nothings changed
But the fucking bank account, any any any amount
Nigga it's unlimited, I'm aiming while you're screaming bitch
It's Soulja tell 'em remenice about up in the younger day
Now I'm in the rouger way and niggas lookin funny man
If you want the beef I'll pull the chopper and I'm stuntin mane
I'm flashing with the AK
Might fuck around, throw a grenade
Soulja Boy I'm so damn brave
I'm in that A, I'm on my street
Every street know me, isn't a street don't know me
Zone 1 to zone 4 to zone 6 is on me
Shout outs to Gucci, let's shoot this fuckin movie

AK47 [x4] Nigga
Bounce, bounce, bounce
Lay it down nigga
Boom, Boom, Boom
Clear the room [x3]

 

[fox69]

"Alien"

"Alien"


I came out the water
Go and place your order
Fifty thirteen [?]
Never gave a fuck, I don't never move sloppy
I'm getting money, must be Illuminati
Cash on deck bits
Niggers get the fuck back
Niggers we, roll bitch
Sweaty shit is sinking in
You niggers ain't listening
I'm towing that chopper
Every dime I got is glistening
Came out the ocean bitch
I swear that I'm immaculate
Alien territory
Call my [?]
Snatch a bitch
Call my
Slap a bitch
Call your sleazy
Yeah that be me neither
I don't give a fuck is easy
Call on young Jesus
Red and blue diamond
Like the police siren
Money gagging staging you niggers [?]
Niggers on fire
And this SOD
Pick up all your TV up and your 3D and I move it
Niggers talking shit, I'm an alien
Came out the water in that space-ship
Fuck what you heard
Fuck what you heard
Bitch I'm an alien
Bitch I'm an alien
Came out the water in that space-ship
Came out the water in that space-ship
Fuck what you heard
Fuck what you heard
I swear when I ride back
[?]
Nigger talk that shit
Soulja Boy dressed in Camel
Stand a clip up on me
I might shoot you in your face
All riding [?]
I'm an alien
Bitch suck my dick
And she came and her face was Australian
Never gave a fuck, I'm a kingpin
I sound twenty five fuck two ten
I'm living in a morrow
Twenty twelve yellow balls
Make that bitch swallow
[?] nigger fuck what you getting
SOB that be the team
Fuck what he taking
Fuck what he talking
Fuck what he got
Pussy ass bitch
Fuck around get shot
Anything that you own I'm a get it too
Anything that you want we can get into
[?] I don't think these niggers hear me out
Louis Easy I don't think these niggers hear me dog
Agoff I don't think these niggers hear me dog

 

[fox69]

"All Black"

"All Black"


[Intro:]
All black!
Niggas want...
Soulja Boy!
Niggas wanna see Soulja Boy
That's all we do man, we gon grind hard to get this money
Okay
Oh yea
Yea
Salute!
Stacks on deck, SODMG
This ya boy Soulja Boy
You know what I'm sayin?
Foreign
That nigga too deezy

All black, all black, all black, all black
You know it' a homicide when you see me in all black
All black, all black, all black, all black
When I pull up Maserati black (scoo!) all black
All black, all black, all black, all black
It' a homicide when you see me in all black
All black, all black, all black, all black
I'm gonna sing it, yellin Maserati all black

[Verse 1:]
Wussup? Got them stacks, 25 – make it back
If I spend it man you know that Soulja gonna make it back
All black, all black, all black, all black
Homicides, suicides, shoot the dice, chain a wreck
Racks on racks, stacks on stacks
Back up in the trap
It took me a long time to come into this fuckin shit
Pour it up, flexin bitch, 24, I'm on my grind
I'm standing on my 2 feet, Louie, Gucci
Fendy, Rrari, Lamborghini on the scene
And paparazzi snappin pictures, my face is on the magazine
All black, stacked stacks
Back to back, motherfuck that I'm getting racks
SOD, I went and tatted that

All black, all black, all black, all black
It' a homicide when you see me in all black
All black, all black, all black, all black
Posted on the scene and my Maserati all black
All black, all black, all black, all black
It' a homicide when you see me in all black
All black, all black, all black, all black
Posted on the scene and my Maserati all black

[Verse 2:]
Walked in, stepped in
50 bottles, bring em here
Stay Soulja Boy, money in the fuckin air
Got bricks in this bitch, diamond chandelier
Too many K damn each day I'm out of here
This my year, what it be?
SOD, PTE
I'm rolling through the streets and everybody know about me
Tatted on my neck and chest
I'm the best, what it is?
Everybody know that Soulja Boy is worth 30 mill
Pounds in the backroom seat
Bricks in the attic, niggas hatin on me
So I had to let em have it, what?
Whole crew savage, your main bitch a ratchet
AK-47, I'm a motherfuckin blast

All black, all black, all black, all black
It' a homicide when you see me in all black
All black, all black, all black, all black
I pulled up to the scene and my Maserati all black
All black, all black, all black, all black
It' a homicide when you see me in all black
All black, all black, all black, all black
I pulled up to the scene and my Maserati all black

SOD man, Soulja
What can I do now?
All the girls on me man, you know what I mean?
2013 shit, pretty boy swag
You know SOD
Stacks on deck man

[Outro:]
I'm fuckin with that nigga
Ridin round getting figures
Niggas mad cause I fucked that bitch, man
All black, all black
All black, ha ey
I be too fresh man, you know
5000$ on a chine, on a shirt man
2000 out on the pants
It' a homicide when you see me in all black
Yo Soulja bring the jury box out my nigga