Soulja Boy

[fox69]

"Lebron James"

"Lebron James"



I'm LeBron James, I'm LeBron James
I'm LeBron James, I'm LeBron James,
I'm LeBron James
I'm LeBron James
Ridin with that 66, I'm LeBron James
Ridin with that 6, I'm LeBron James
Ridin with that 6, I'm LeBron James
Ridin with that 6, I'm LeBron James

Balling on you fuck niggas, you fuck niggas (don't know you) I know you suck
Catch me in the trap with no fuck
I can't be with the niggas, I can't deal with them
I stay off in some new Louie danced in em
Goddamn I'm paid, rich gang
Stacks on deck (stacks on deck), money game (money game)
I'm in the hood with bout 6 chains (with bout 6 chains)
Riding with that 6 I'm hard in the paint
James, swaggin like I'm James
10 gold chains, your bitch know my name, my name, my name
So much money off this plane
I'm in the trap, you know I'm sellin cane

I'm LeBron James, I'm LeBron James
I'm LeBron James, I'm LeBron James,
I'm LeBron James, I'm LeBron James
I'm LeBron James, I'm LeBron James
Ridin with that 6, I'm LeBron James
I'm LeBron James, I'm LeBron James
Ridin with that 6, I'm LeBron James
I'm LeBron James, I'm LeBron James

Ridin round the set, you know that I'm the king (king)
Iced out, got a brand new ring
You knowing what it be, niggas can't see me
Stacks on deck bitch, I'm repping SOD
Bitch I'm coming with that heat, leave you 6 feet deep
What you know bout Dre, jerk that k off in your face
I'm riding through the hood, Lambo juicy case
It's Soulja Boy for real, I flip that script I'm paid
Bitch call me James, you niggas lame
Coming through the hood, flat like Novocaine
Flexin on you lames, shitting on you lames
You fuck niggas broke, all my fucking niggas paid

I'm LeBron James, I'm LeBron James
I'm LeBron James, I'm LeBron James,
I'm LeBron James, I'm LeBron James
I'm LeBron James, I'm LeBron James
Ridin with that 6, I'm LeBron James
I'm LeBron James, I'm LeBron James
Bitch I'm ridin with that 6, I'm LeBron James
I'm LeBron James, I'm LeBron James (go go go go go)

Ball Scoo
Ball ball swerve shoot
Go
Aye shout to my nigga Lil Keese
Ball bitch, I'm LeBron James
I'm LeBron James, I'm LeBron James nigga
Go go go go go (flex flex flex)
Scoo
2013 new Buggatti, 2012 Bentley
I'm LeBron James
Go go go
Young & Flexin nigga
Aye aye

 

[fox69]

"Lemme F"

"Lemme F"


Yeah
Mane this song right here for all the sexy ladies out there mane you know what I'm sayin
Soulja Boy Tellem

It's some hoes in this house, if you seem 'em point 'em out girl I'm lookin for your body, I want fuck you in your mouth

[CHORUS:]
Lemme fuck some, lemme fuck some bitch, lemme fuck some
lemme fuck some bitch, lemme fuck some, lemme fuck some bitch, lemme fuck some, lemme fuck some bitch

I'm in town for the night, you ain't gotta fight
You said you wanna fuck, and it just got hyped
Come and spend the night, I show you how I live
This smoke got dem fantoms and a huge ass crib
I put you on coden, I put you on good weed
I love you cross the sheet, and then I beat ur ass to sleep
Lil Dre off in these sheets. Imma fuck her for a hour
I Bust a couple nuts and then I hop off in the shower
She suck a boss dick, cause I'm a SOD boss
And I pull off in the fantom wit the top chopped off
I do my thang bitch, I make it rain bitch, I want some head
Yeah I want some fucking brains bitch, you know my name bitch, you know the clique bitch, we fifty rich bitch, mane we doing this shit we hit licks

[CHORUS:]
Now Lemme fuck some, I'm tryna fuck some bitch, lemme fuck some, I'm tryna fuck some bitch, lemme fuck some, I'm tryna fuck some bitch, lemme fuck some, I'm tryna fuck some bitch, lemme fuck some, I'm tryna fuck some bitch

Let me hit hoe (hoe) Let me hit Hoe (Hoe)
Once I fuck , Imma kick ya right up out the door
You know how it go, SOD hoe
I fuck ya in the face cuz I got a bank roll, a stupid bank roll
Lemme fuck some, I call my partner over here, he tryna bust some, he tryna fuck some, all night hoe, hit it from the back, get that pussy right hoe, I want it wet bitch, good sex bitch, if you ain't know soulja be the best bitch.
Fuck the clique right, hit it all night, then I fuck around and sip some of that dirty sprite, I hit it from the front, I hit it from the back, I hit it in the Benz and in the Cadillac.

[CHORUS:]
I'm tryna fuck some bitch, lemme fuck some, I'm tryna fuck some bitch, lemme fuck some, I'm tryna fuck some bitch, lemme fuck some, I'm tryna fuck some bitch, lemme fuck some, I'm tryna fuck some bitch, lemme fuck some, I'm tryna fuck some bitch, lemme fuck some yeah yeah

 

[fox69]

"Let Me Get 'Em (ShootOut)"

"Let Me Get 'Em (ShootOut)"


[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...

 

[fox69]

"Let's Be Real"

"Let's Be Real"


[Verse 1]
Jumping off the roof
God damn, where's my parachute?
Pretty boy goons
All we know is money and the loot
40 on my troop
80 drop top, I'm on the loose
Fuck the F.B.I. and fuck all the Army troops
Fighting for what, bitch? Be your own man
I be flying through the clouds
With green like I'm Peter Pan
I be so damn high
Man, you don't understand
I just talked to God today
I said "Give me another chance!"
So I'm back in the hood
And I'm trying to flip the bands
I done put the double cup
And pulled up the kickstand
Now the hoes on my dick
Cause the tats on my hands
And my hand gripping wheel
Behind the 2012 van
Mane, I pull up in the truck
And my goons duffled up
Got the bricks and the kush
In the loud pat whaat
Mane, you know what's going down
When I pull up in the drop and
Everybody on me
Cause the album just dropped
Mane, the Juice mixtape
Got the hood on fire
I'mma keep hitting licks
Til my young ass retire
And I'm posted in the back of the coupe
I'm on fire
If a nigga think he got me
He's a goddamn liar!
And I'm posted on the wall
Like a god damn fly
I'm a young pretty goon
You can see it in my eye
I done hit 20 licks
And I can't tell you why
And I can't tell you where
Got goons in Delaware
Knock your heads off your shoulder
If you try to think I'm scared
Mane, I'm Soulja Boy Tell Em
Bitch I tote the infrared
Got the tats on my neck
Got the tats on my chest
Got the Super Saiyan Swag
Yes, my goons off of this
Mane you hoes talking down
But you really don't know
Got a couple bills that'll
Get your ass knocked off the globe

[Verse 2]
Gucci better, Louis Kicks
I can't even talk no shit
Young Soulja Boy, I'm on the block
I'm looking like 5o bricks
Walking like a walking lick
Talking like a chicken coupe
Running round the city and my goons
Are on the fuckin loose
2012: yes, salute!
Money sitting in the booth
Drop-top Phantom
Converted to a Benteley Coupe
Switched the Lambo truck
For the brand new Audi though
100 million dollars got me walking like Shawty Lo
Walk inside the studio
I promise I'mma get it in
50 kick shawty
Soulja Boy, I'm bout to bring em in!
Drop top Lexus I done flipped into a Benz doe
S.L. 56 siggin on 4th of July doors
I think I don't know Young Lil Dre
I dunn swagged for the summer
Got the presidential Lambo like I'm
B. Obama
I'm Soulja Boy Tell Em
I'mma swag til I'm dead
If you didn't know, I'll put some money on your head
Got tats on my chest
But I won't tat my legs
Got money on the purp, yeah you heard what I said
If your boy is talking down
I might pour the infra-red
Got my young boys with me and
He doing like Simon Said
If I tell him 2 words
The he gonna make a move
Tell me what's a goon
Too pretty, what it do?
And I post on the block, and all my goons shoot
Young Soulja Boy Tell Em
Shout out to my troops
Yeah they riding for the boy
And we swag to the city
Got 400 rappers and the city fuckin with me
Got my young boys trappin
On the Westside of Atlanta
Got so many cars
I think I'm Tony Montana
I'm connected to Australia
All the way to Alabama
Got the goons holding on me
Gucci bandana, I be walking in Miami
With the Louis on my sandals
Niggas hating on young God
Cause he hot like a candle
AK-47 shooting, hit, ay, hold your man too
Hit your mama and your daddy
They crying at your funeral
Mane, we shooting up the funeral
Ain't nobody even scared
Got the young boys with me and
They shooting for your head
Young Soulja Boy Tell Em
I dunn tat my whole arm
Got 40 on my wrist and I just rang the alarm
God damn I'm on fire, pull up in the Benz
And I shitted on the world in the year 2010 woo!
The most songs in the rap game nigga!

 

[fox69]

"Life After Fame"

"Life After Fame"


Tell 'em we got it!

[Hook:]
Life after fame, life after fame
Everywhere I go they know my name
Riding down the road, goal on my chain,
Life after fame, life after fame.
Life after fame, life after fame.
Riding down the road, go on my chain,
Everywhere I go they know my name
Life after fame, life after fame.
Life after fame, life after fame.
Everywhere I go they know my name
Riding down the road, go on my chain,
Life after fame, life after fame.

I'll switch your lane, I'll switch your lane
Everywhere I go they scream my name
I'm riding down the road goal on my chain
And everywhere I go I do my thing.

Two Cuban links hangin' on my name
I'm in her for a wheel, head it to admit it,
Everywhere I go, they know I'm flexin
And everywhere I go I play with G's

[Hook:]
Life after fame, life after fame
Everywhere I go they know my name
Riding down the road, goal on my chain,
Life after fame, life after fame
Life after fame, life after fame.
Everywhere I go they know my name
Riding down the road, go on my chain,
Life after fame, life after fame.

I'll switch your lane, I'll make you rain
Step inside the club they scream my name
Thirty bottles up I made it rain
SOD we steppin in the money game
And everywhere we step flag
Rounding round the limbos and private jet
Happy now the 80l Atlantas plat
They say soldier boy you on, I love the flag

Life after fame, life after fame.
A 150 thousand on my bucket chain
Life after fame, life after fame.
SOD gang go on everything.

[x2:]
Life after fame, life after fame
Everywhere I go they know my name
Riding down the road, goal on my chain,
Life after fame, life after fame

Everywhere I go they know my name

 

[fox69]

"Loaded"

"Loaded"


[Intro:]
Damn, huh?
Huh?
Huh? Huh?
Nigga nigga
Get yo motherfuckin boss on the phone fore I Soulja
Soulja Boy nigga

[Verse 1:]
Ridin through my city, bout to hit a lick
Bout to fuck all on this nigga bitch
This nigga mad, he get his weed spliff
30's in the cut, he'll get his shit split
Ridin and I'm loaded, I'm loaded
Ridin and I'm loaded, I'm loaded
I'm flexin bitch, I'm loaded, I'm loaded
Got that 30 bitch ass loaded, it's loaded (yuh!)
Got that choppa, Soulja blowed up
Nigga don't call my phone unless you pouring up (uh)
Smoking on this dope, money going up
Hit the fuckin secret, son they throwin money up
Damn damn damn, I'm the man
Click clack, yea I'm so bam bam
Outside the van Soulja go damn
I pulled up in that Bentley, that's a quarter mill
Versace all on me, paparazzi all on me
Yo bitch all on me, cause gonna rip it SOD
Rich Gang, MG all up in these fuckin streets
5 star general, get yo fuckin hit list ready
Cause Soulja Boy comin, choppin less can let it

[Hook 1:]
Soulja loaded loaded loaded
Ridin and I'm loaded loaded loaded
Got that choppa and I'm loaded loaded loaded
Last night I was loaded loaded loaded
Get money, loaded loaded
Uh, I'm loaded, I'm loaded
Loaded loaded, Soulja Soulja
Loaded loaded, get money aye

[Verse 2:]
Bad bitch with me, Gucci on my feet
Red bottoms dog, Soulja kill the beat
Soulja kill the beat, Soulja Boy kill the streets
Soulja Boy stack this gwap, nobody fuckin with me
I cash out, I'm going splurge
50K on my watch, fuck what ya heard
SB getting gwap, flip a couple herb
Every time you see me, man I'm sippin syrup
Yea, ye ain't even know it
100K on my watch, ye ain't even know it
Yuh, ye ain't even know it

[Hook 2:]
Last night I was loaded loaded loaded loaded

Loaded loaded, I'm ridin and I'm loaded loaded loaded
Got that 9 and it's loaded loaded loaded
Last night I was loaded loaded loaded (Soulja, uh)
Yea, loaded loaded, yea!
Loaded, loaded, uh uh
Last night I was loaded,
Got that choppa on me, I didn't know that thing loaded, loaded yea

[Outro:]
Yea uh
Uh uh, it's Soulja, it's Soulja
Soulja
Yuh!
Yea!
Rich Gang
Uh uh
Uh uh
Loaded loaded, Soulja, Soulja
Soulja
Stacks on deck, Rich Gang
Yuh yuh, uh
Uh uh
Uh yea uh yea
Instagram dot com slash Soulja Boy
SODMG
I'm in the trap, zone 1 west side uh
Dre
Dre

 

[fox69]

"Look At Me"

"Look At Me"



Look At Me, Now Look At Me
Crank Dat Soulja Boy

Y U Trippin 4 Im On Da Dance Flo
I Got A Brand New Dance For My Fans Folk
U Already Kno, Wut Da Buisness Be
Front Right Left Snap And Dey Diggin Me
Now U Kno Its On
When Dey Play Dis Song
Dey Start To Dance Even When Dey Hear Da Ring Tone
Now U Can Look At Me
Daz A B.E.T
I Gottem Jumpin In Da Club When Dey Hear Da Beat...

Now Look At Him, Now Look At Me
He Doin My Dance All Wrong, Un Huh He Cant Get Like Me
Im Clean In Dis Thang Soulja Boy Yeah Im Super Fresh
It's D.H.B Stupid Read Da Name Across My Patnaz Chest
Dey Hatin So Hard And They Do Wanna Stop It
But Dey Can't Do It So All Dey Do Is Copy
My Name On My Shades So Its Fame On My Frames
Im Bout To Rock So Hard Dat My Neck Be In Pain

Im Bout To Do Dis Dance, All On Da Flo
And Ima Crank Dis Dance To My Big Toe Swole
First Im Jig Slo, Den Im Lean Fast
Den Ima Crank Dat Shootout And Let My Hands Blast
Den Ima Switch It Up And Crank Da Roosevelt
And Pool Palace To Da Flo Like Nobody Else
And Now Dey Askin Me How U Dat Dance
I Show Em One Time Urrbody Doin My Dance

 

[fox69]

"Look What I Just Did"

"Look What I Just Did"


[Intro:]
Rich Gang, Rich Gang
Foreign 2 – The Movie
Soulja
That nigga too dizzy

[Bridge:]
Look what I just did
I just locked down the whole trap
Bricks, nails, ounces, deuces
Ridin with that pistol strapped
Look what I just did
I just took over the whole trap
Nails, bruces, deuces,
Block, bricks, balls, I got it cocked

[Hook 1:]
Look what I just did, Look what I just did
Look what I just did
I just (took over) locked down the whole trap
Look what I just did, Look what I just did
Look what I just did
I just locked down the whole trap

[Verse 1:]
Soulja Boy be in the street, damn he's been killin shit
Soulja Boy been on the beat, damn, water whippin bricks
Keys have 5 9's, damns, king of bricks
Lil Soulja got the juice, bought 100 by the truck
Bedroom, cock it damn, let them nuts hit yo back
I'm runnin, hollow tips explode
Lock and load, nigga let's go
Word around the 4, Soulja leave yo body cold
And my Cuban Link is froze
I ain't gotta tell you and you know

[Hook 2:]
Look what I just did
Look what I just did
I just locked down the whole trap
Look what I just did
Look what I just did
I just took over the whole trap

[Verse 2:]
Word around town Soulja Boy got them fuckin bricks
Word around town Soulja Boy don't make nothing but hits
Word through the city, take a 5, scratch it to a 4
Word round town I got them bricks for the Shawty Lo
5, 4, 3, 2, 1, take off from outta space
Word around the town, 50 racks, my lawyer beat the case
Damn, Soulja Boy, I'm rich, I was go
Soulja Boy, I'm high off dope
Ridin through the Cinci road, zone 1 and zone 4

[Hook 2:]
Look what I just did
Look what I just did
I just locked down the whole trap
Look what I just did
Look what I just did
I just took over the whole trap

Look what I just did
Look what I just did
I just locked down the whole trap
Rich Gang, Rich Gang
Look what I just did
Look what I just did
I just took over the whole trap
Soulja, Soulja, Soulja
Look what I just did
I just took over the whole trap

 

[fox69]

"Love For The Streets"

"Love For The Streets"



Y'all really know man that real shit
Fifty thirteen shit
Twenty twelve shit
Type a shit that be going through my mind like
When I'm seeing dollars sounds like
Gold bars are obstacles I climb
Illuminator haters find light
And they shitting on them niggers too
That's why I wake up feeling like the truth
And that nigger won't be stopped
Hard hustle, just to take the pot
Niggers scheme every day
Just to make a plot
Read between the lines
And connect the dots
Yeah we living in tomorrow
Twenty twelve, Bentley clip
Full of hollows
Them niggers getting it in on the battle field
Ten chain, five rounds, soldier lack of fear
Who knows man? This just might
Fifty stars, thirteen stripes
Making history on a daily basis
Some people love it
Some people hate it
I see it in their faces
You got the right grind
I'm not trying to get left on the sideline
So every think I wake up to thank God
Check the guide lines on the damn ground
A pin is on my timeline I'm putting it out
Real music's from the very start
And I do it fucking big cause they say I couldn't
And I do it even bigger cause they say I wouldn't
Rolling numbers with a pair of dice
SODMG that's paradise
I'm going out
Smoking as I flow
Me and y'all got this rap shit in the yo
Couple helicopters, cribs and a boat
Who the fuck's stopping us?
And they pointing blocks for us
Standing outside all night did a lot for books
Can't take nothing away from me

 

[fox69]

"Love Money"
(feat. Big Sean)

"Love Money"
(feat. Big Sean)



[Soulja Boy: Intro]
Hey, hey, hey, hey,
Souljer, (aight) souljer, souljer (ok)
We in this thang (aight)…(Soulja Boy Tellem)
You already know what time it is mane
(Skurt, Skurt… Skurt)
We Back in here.
Uh,

[Chorus]
Yes I do love money,
Keep my whole cliq stuntin’,
Nothing but them hunnids,
Keep them ones don’t want em.

Yes I do love money,
Keep my whole cliq stuntin’,
Nothing but them hunnids,
Keep them ones don’t want em.

Yes I do love money,
Yes I do love money,
Yes I do love money,
Keep my whole cliq stuntin,

Yes I do love money,
Yes I do love money,
Yes I do love money,
Keep my whole cliq stuntin,

Nothing but them hunnids,
Nothing but them hunnids,
Nothing but them hunnids,
Keep them ones don’t want em.

Nothing but them hunnids,
Nothing but them hunnids,
Nothing but them hunnids,
Keep them ones don’t want em.

[Soulja Boy]
L-O-V-E M-O-N-E-Y,
Cop the true religion tee,
And threw 300 in the sky,
Polo shoes on my feet,
And my pants are saggin’,
Looking so pretty,
You would’ve thought I was a faggot,
Watch the hood get it,
Cook it like chicken,

And I got the combo,
And it came wit biscuits,
And I got the combo,
And it came wit biscuits,
And I got the combo,
And it came wit biscuits,

[Chorus]
Yes I do love money,
Keep my whole cliq stuntin,
Nothing but them hunnids,
Keep them ones don’t want em.

Yes I do love money,
Keep my whole cliq stuntin,
Nothing but them hunnids,
Keep them ones don’t want em.

Yes I do love money,
Yes I do love money,
Yes I do love money,
Keep my whole cliq stuntin,

Yes I do love money,
Yes I do love money,
Yes I do love money,
Keep my whole cliq stuntin,

Nothing but them hunnids,
Nothing but them hunnids,
Nothing but them hunnids,
Keep them ones don’t want em.

Nothing but them hunnids,
Nothing but them hunnids,
Nothing but them hunnids,
Keep them ones don’t want em.

[Big Sean]
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, why everything green is good for me?
I met these bitch ass niggas couldn’t be,
Six mile that’s just the hood in me,
P my ghetto poetry,
Im getting high and rappin’ that’s flowetry (flow-e-tree)
Is that a green carpet? Now the whole floor a tree.
I swear to GOD aint no hoe in me,
But im in a hose,
Im prolly in ya’ hoe, (in ya’ hoe)
Aw shit there go a staple,
At least you know my bitch centerfold,
I belong in the Guinness,
From worldstar I rented,
Don’t fuck with these niggas,
Im fuckin they misses,
Im stacking my money,
My money get interest,
My interest get business,
My business get bitches.

[Big Sean: Outro]
B-I-G,
I do it,
Boi, boi,
Boys and hoes stuntin,
Yes I do love money,
Yes I do love money,
Keep my whole cliq stuntin,
You aint getting moneyyyyyyy,
Haaaaaaaaaaa,

I do it,
Finally famous getting,
Finally famous getting,
Money and bitches,
Money and bitches,
Im getting money and bitches,
SOD!!!…Good,

That Detroit player shit,
Man I just did a show,
That’s why my muthafuckin voice gone,
B-I-G,
Sean Don, That’s my nickname BITCH!,

I don’t love bitches,
I just love money, (Yeah)
I don’t love bitches,
Man I swear I love money,
SOD!!!,

Soulja, Soulja, Soulja,
B-I-G BITCH!,
Prolly got yo bitch in the trans nigga, (hahaha)
Again,
Yeah,
Shout out my nigga sed ink,
I do it, (yeah)
Cool aight cool.