Soulja Boy

[fox69]

"She Got That Swag"

"She Got That Swag"



Waking up, turn it up
A lot of Kush we burn it up
No girlfriend she chosen up
Yo girlfriend she know what's up
We riding around in my Bentley
I'm throwing money up out the roof
She fuck with me she don't fuck with you
She walk around in the Jimmy Choos
Baby girl she love to brag
Baby girl she got that swag
Walk in the mall got all them bags
We ball hard, we pop them tags
Turning up, south beach we burning up
The whole club they know what's up
Ass so deep we going up
She know what's up
Baby girl she got swag
She talking bout that Gucci
That Louie shit you never had

Yeah, there she bang
And she got that swag
Yeah, yeah, yeah and she got that swag
Yeah and she got that swag
All she talk is swag

Hold up with that Gucci
All up on the bed
I'll be in the club, I'll be going south
I be going in I be going Ham
Yes she pulling up and she got that swag
Louie on her lens Gucci on her bag
She got what she want she don't have to beg
She got what she want she don't have to ask
Riding in the pink damn she driving fast
Smoking loud pack she's got a big old ass
I take a couple hundreds slap her on the ass
In the ass B making cash
Yes she got that swag
Yes she got that swag
Yes she got that swag
Yes she got that swag

Pulling up she got red bottoms
Christian Loubutins rocking on some rare Pradas
Prada, God damn and she looking right
She been fuck a nigga all night
Oh yeah, got the skirt on so she looking right
Got a bad bitch fuck her all night
Got a bad bitch and I fuck her right
Ay hit it form the back they gonna rip the pipe
Yes she got that swag
Yes she got that swag
Yes she got that swag
She got what she want she don't have to beg
Turn up!

Yes she fine as hell
All that bitch rock is some wild sell
She fly! And she get high as well
And riding in that building she'd be dunking 12
What she does? She get everything off the shelf
Walk inside the Gucci store, baby help yourself
Straight drop, she'd be looking bad
Got a big tattoo all up on her ass
Damn! Yes she got that swag
Yes she got that swag
Yes she got that swag
She got what she want she don't gotta to beg
Turn up!
Yes she got that swag (she does)
Yes she got that swag
Yes she got that swag
She got what she want she don't gotta to beg
She don't!

My baby bad as hell
She rock wise sell
Damn, she get high as well
She got that swag, nigga catch and tell
Yes she got that swag
Yeah yeah, yes she got that swag
Turn up!
Yes she got that swag
She got what she want she don't gotta to beg

Yes she got that swag
Yes she got that swag
Yes she got that swag
Yes she got that swag
She got what she want she don't even gotta ask
Turn up! Swag!
Yes she got that swag
Baby got that swag

 

[fox69]

"She Thirsty"

"She Thirsty"


[Background:]
Yea, Yea, Yea, Yea,Yea
Yea,Yea,Yea, Yea,Yea
Yea, Yea,Yea

[Soulja Boy: Talking]
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

[Pre-Chorus:]
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

[Chorus:]
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) [x2]

[Verse 1:]
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

[Pre-Chorus:]
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

[Chorus:]
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) [x2]

[Verse 2:]
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...

[Pre-Chorus:]
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

[Chorus:]
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) [x2]

[Bridge:]
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) [x2]

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...

[Chorus:]
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) [x2]

 

[fox69]

"Shoppin' Spree"
(feat. Gucci Mane, Yo Gotti)

"Shoppin' Spree"
(feat. Gucci Mane, Yo Gotti)



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

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

[CHORUS]

[x6]
I'm on a shoppin spree

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

[CHORUS]

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

[CHORUS]

[x6]
I'm on a shopping spree

 

[fox69]

"Sidekick"

"Sidekick"


Talkin To This Shawty Up Inside The Club
Said A Couple Words And She Gave Me A Hug
Pulled Out The Sidekick 3 Is On Deck
So Much Ice Hanging Off My Neck
Back To The Topic So I Flip The Phone
Stacks On Deck Don't Get Me Wrong
Told Her This The New White D-Wade Wit The Suede
600 How Much I Paid...

[Chorus:]
For My Sidekick, For My Sidekick, For My Sidekick, For My Sidekick, For My Sidekick
For My Sidekick, For My Sidekick, For My Sidekick
(Hit Me Up) On My Sidekick, (Hit Me Up) On My Sidekick, (Hit Me Up) On My Sidekick,
(Hit Me Up) On My Sidekick, (Hit Me Up) On My Sidekick, (Hit Me Up) On My Sidekick,
(Hit Me Up) On My Sidekick, (Hit Me Up) On My Sidekick, (Hit Me Up) On My

Lookin So Fresh As My Neck Is Bling
While I'm Textin These Gurls On My Sidekick 3
Some Call It 2-Way, Some Call It Sidekick
All I Know Is I'm Gonna Put It Down It My Kick
All White T-Shirt Wit The Phone Message
And When It Flip It Real Fast It Make The Gurls Look At It
I Ain't Gotta Say Nuthin But Man Am I On It
650 Dollars Just To Talkin On My Phone

[Chorus]

You Can Hit Me Up On 2-Way, My Sidekick 3 Its The Same Thing
If You Got This Phone Then U Ballin (No You Ain't)
Flipped Out That Junk And Start Callin (Bet)
Its Ya Folk Soulja Boy Man U Already Know
I Got Stacks On Deck When I Walk Through The Do'
Man I Can't Believe That I'm Rappin 'bout A Phone
But What U Won't Believe Is I Wrote This Song....

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Sippin Lean"

"Sippin Lean"



Sipping on this lean, sipping on this lean
Sipping on this lean, sipping on this lean
Man, I got codeine, I got promethazine
Man, I got codeine, I got promethazine
Sipping on this lean, sipping on this lean
Sipping on this lean, sipping on this lean
I got codeine, I got promethazine
I got codeine, I got promethazine

Sipping on this lean and my ice froze
All by Cuban links from the North Pole
Shorty say she know me, well, I don't know
Had her in the bed, in a figure fold
I be sipping lean, keep my heart cold
9 mm right next to my door
I be riding, flexing right on Stilton Road
That nigga ain't pouring up, I stay, pull
I be riding clean 'cause they know I'm flexing
I be riding Bugatti, I don't ride in Lexus
No, I be sipping lean, I'm a call a fiend
I'm a take the belly, miss 'em with some Louis jeans

Sipping on this lean, sipping on this lean
Sipping on this lean, sipping on this lean
I got codeine and promethazine
I got codeine and promethazine
Sipping on this lean, sipping on this lean
Sipping on this lean, sipping on this lean
I got codeine, I got promethazine
I got codeine, I got promethazine

Sipping on this lean, man, I gotta pee
Call my plug up, I need all that Actavis
Riding through my hood, we call it the steaks
I be playing 'round with 'bout 20 mil'
20 bricks duffle all up in my bag
100 bands 'cause it make my pants sack
Riding through my hood, they say what's up with that
A hood nigga but I got a platinum black
Lean

 

[fox69]

"Skinny Niggaz Running Shit"

"Skinny Niggaz Running Shit"


Yeah bitch! 1UP the mixtape nigga
I'm a tell you like this bitch, skinny niggaz running everything nigga
You ready

Hatin on me
Skinny niggaz running shit [x3]
Hatin on me
Skinny niggaz running shit [x7]
Hatin on me
Skinny niggaz running shit [x4]

I'm deep off in the fuckin game
Everybody know my name, Soulja Boy gone bring the pain
I'm strapped, 1UP mixtape
Shout outs to all my fans
Hold me down, I'm leaning like a fuckin kick stand
This is official, I'm posted in the trap
I got automatic straps, I got iPhone in my lap
I got money in my bank account, fuck a bank account
Nigga skinny niggaz running shit, I tell yo girl to suck my dick
I'm a fuck your girlfriend, I'm a fuck your girlfriend
360 rims got me spinning like a whirlwind
Skinny niggaz running shit
Bitch I thought you knew that shit
Soulja Boy my name, bitch I used to be in the ruthless clique
Skinny niggaz running shit, I'm a fuck yo girlfriend
360 rims got me flexin like a whirlwind
I HAD to go fuckin ham, I HAD to hit the fuckin slap
I HAD to go in the mall and buy all the fuckin vans
I HAD to throw all the K, skinny niggaz in yo face
I HAD to hit the block and put that shit on in the safe
I HAD to go fuckin in, I HAD to go swag times 10
I HAD to hit Datpiff and drop my new mixtape bitch
I HAD to swag on them damn, put that shit up on my back
Tatted up up on my back, put that shit up on the map
Skinny niggaz in this bitch
Busted nigga hitting shit
We don't give a fuck bitch, I fought you in yo condo bitch
Soulja Boy my name, I'm a smoke that marijuana bitch
Back to the fuckin hook, I read you like a fuckin book
Strapped with that AK, aiming for yo fitting cap
Hating on me dog, cause I put my city on the map
Skinny nigga in this bitch, I bet you see me in the trap

Hatin on me
Skinny niggaz running shit [x3]
Hatin on me
Skinny niggaz running shit [x3]
Hatin on me
Skinny niggaz running shit [x3]
Hatin on me
Skinny niggaz running shit [x3]
I'm a fuck yo girlfriend, I'm a fuck yo girlfriend
360 rims got me spinning like a whirlwind

1up the mothafuckin mixtape BITCH

 

[fox69]

"Skittles"

"Skittles"


[Intro:]
Turn off, turn on, man
King Soulija, two!
Yea, the movie!
Turn off, turn on, man
Salute me!
Money scales, nigga
SODNG!
Got all the bitches
We're on tour!
Soulija, Soulija, hey!

[Hook:]
Busting jewels, busting jewels
Make it play, make it play (racks)
I got bands on me
I get racks all day
I got skittles on me
She got skittles on her
Different covers on my chain,
You got money and worst.
I got skittles on me
She got skittles on her
I got skittles on me
Different covers on my chain
Different covers on my watch
Different covers on my ring
I got skittles on me
I got skittles on me

Busting jewels, busting jewels
Make it play, make it play
I got all these bands,
I got guap on me
Got a new Rolex and a couple AP
All these gold bricks, bitches, SOD
I'm a work with the fork
Shut it to New York
Soulija took the game and I made it work!
Let's get it!
She kick shit like Lou King
Soulija wore right, ice new chains
I think it's about time for a fucking new king
Made niggas tripping, go and tie you shoe strings
Soulija got new kicks, some like Jay-Z
My diamonds, they look like a light show
I'm getting the cash, no '
I'm iPhone, no eye scope
And I'm on with no eyes on!

[Hook:]
Busting jewels, busting jewels
Make it play, make it play
I got all these bands
I get racks all day
I got skittles on me
I got skittles on me
Different covers on my chain,
Different covers on my ring
Busting jewels, busting jewels
Make it play, make it play
I got bands on me
I get racks all day
I got skittles on me
I got skittles on me
I got skittles on me
I got skittles on me

My diamonds looking incredible
Soulija boy get guap and I am more guap on my schedule
Rich game, we're ahead of you
Second, no catching my revenue
New Bentley coop on no twenty-two
That Lamborghini was brand new
Got brand new jewels and shiny shoes.
Owned the G, five protégés
Make yee screaming my name
Who's that?
I got new shoes, I got new jewels,
Ten rings and ten chains
New whips, new ice,
Damn! This is a life!
Throw a' in his shoes
SOD, rare jewels
Groovers cruise the way I cruise
Coop control, Mountail Dew
... she say she love me
That's the Molly talking!
Soldier boy, keep her alcoholic
I'm am alcoholic, shopaholic
Make a movie, I love Fendi, love Gucci
She can't have it, she wanna do it!

[Outro:]
Turn up with the'
Make it play, make it play
All day, out of space
Ya niggas throw it up, man
Let's get it!

 

[fox69]

"Slangin' Chickens"

"Slangin' Chickens"


[Intro:]
Uh woo yea yea yea
Soulja
Turn up, turn up
Soulja ah
All this money on me
All this swag on me
Soulja uh

[Hook:]
All these diamonds on my neck like a nigga slangin chickens
Slangin chickens, like a nigga slangin chickens
Got this Rolex on my wrist like a nigga slangin chickens
Slangin chickens, like a nigga slangin chickens
Ridin in this foreign whip like a nigga slangin chickens
Slangin chickens, like a nigga slangin chickens
All this gold in my ring like a nigga slangin chickens
Slangin chickens, like a nigga slangin chickens

[Verse 1:]
As I look around I got bricks, I got pounds (damn)
Soulja keep the AR and it hold like 80 rounds (ball)
Disrespect the squad and, in your ditch yours body found (yuh)
Flexin through the hood and you know I got them pounds (pounds)
Gwap gwap, trap shit won't stop (you know)
Post up on the west side, yea that's my block (turn up)
Rolex on my wrist so I keep the pistol cocked (cocked)
Word through the town duckin shots in the shots (ball)
Lil Dre brill brill, big money flexin
Got a Cuban link row (go crazy) hangin on my neck
I rock Versace shit, red bottoms on my kicks (foreign)
If you beef with me then I'm shootin yo whole clique (squad)

[Hook:]
Got these diamonds on my neck like a nigga slangin chickens
Slangin chickens, like a nigga slangin chickens
Got this Rolex on my wrist like a nigga slangin chickens
Slangin chickens, like a nigga slangin chickens
Ridin in this foreign whip like a nigga slangin chickens
Slangin chickens, like a nigga slangin chickens
All this gold in my ring like a nigga slangin chickens
Slangin chickens, like a nigga slangin chickens

[Verse 2:]
Walkin at the mall, I was stopped by paparazzi
All this ice on my neck, you know Soulja Boy be gwapin
Was I water whip the brick, coulda copped a Maserati
Wake up in the morning racks, and I'm goin Fendi shoppin (bands)
Sippin on this lean and this clean, straight codeine
I'm a true religion fiend, purple drink promethazine
Outer space, pretty bands
Got these racks on kick stand
Shorty chill and relax, I got pills, I got packs
I got bricks of the lean, do you remember me?
My belt Ferrari, my lean Versace
Stay getting gwap, you a street nigga
Catch me in the streets gwapin like I'm slangin chickens

[Hook:]
All these diamonds on my neck like a nigga slangin chickens
Slangin chickens, like a nigga slangin chickens
Got this Rolex on my wrist like a nigga slangin chickens
Slangin chickens, like a nigga slangin chickens
Ridin in this foreign whip like a nigga slangin chickens
Slangin chickens, like a nigga slangin chickens
All this gold in my ring like a nigga slangin chickens
Slangin chickens, like a nigga slangin chickens

[Outro:]
Damn
Hunned million, throwin cash like a nigga slangin chickens
In the kitchen and I'm water whippin
And I'm ridin in that foreign like I'm slangin chickens
Soulja got the...
Soulja watch me, Rich Gang
Like I'm... ridin in that... pull up... like I'm... turn up
Woo woo woo
Uh
Yuh
King Soulja
Yuh
Getting money
Uh
Turn up
Uh
Yuh
Uh
SOD
Yea
Chickens
Uh
Soulja Soulja
Soulja Soulja
Uh
Yea yea

 

[fox69]

"Smoke"

"Smoke"


[Intro:]
I be so gone
Chillin' in the clubs
What you don't know won't hurt you
And I be gone, I be gone

[Verse:]
Wake up in the morning and I'm twisting blunts
Everyday I'm getting money this is not a stunt
I'm SOD money ganging till the day I go
Got money all up in my clothes
Got money all up on the floor
Big bang rose ye big bang rose, Louie this and Gucci that
Artifacts, lots of tests
Lots of money and alot of stacks
They check me out we done through that
They cash you out we went through that
Stay with the stacks and stay with the cash
Got them plex same rolplex
Rolling up with that magazine with my face up on the cover
Bitches on my dick man I get 'em like no other
Swag got the space, swag ye I made that
But shout out to Lil B that's my nigga we gon' swag
Pull up drop my tank, pull up I got bands
You already know what's up with me SOD to the end
Came up out the base world, smoking with a base girl
Riding through the city and I'm feeling out of space girl
Take you to another world I take you to another planet
We get so high up in this bitch that you can't stand up
We get so high up in this bitch that you can't stand up
And she just wanna smoke and fuck
And she just wanna smoke and fuck
So nigga I just roll it up
So nigga I just roll it up
So nigga I just roll it
She just wanna smoke and fuck
She just wanna smoke and fuck
So you know I roll it up
So you know I roll it up
I be cashed out walking out the mall
With a whole lot of Versace and Barberi, Chanel, Ermez, Bill
Whatever is whatever
I'm getting money I make it rain and change the weather
I'm out of space on a space ship we cross a million
If you can buy it try it, I'm 'bout to start a riot
Gold on my bracelet and gold in my rings
I put gold and diamonds on every chain

 

[fox69]

"Smooky"

"Smooky"


Who they want?
Smooky!
Who they want?
Smooky!
Who they want?
Smooky!
Who they want?
Smooky!

Them keys and the ?? yeah we got them guys.
[x2]

Who that was?
(Smooky [2x])
poppin 30 bottles in that fucking club,
(Smooky!)
Upgraded 20 inches plus the dubs
(Told'em)
40 inches together and my top scrub...
Who they want?
(scurt)
Who they want?
(swerve)
Who the nigga with everything you want?
(Smooky!)
Drop top phantom yeah that's what I own.
(own)
Oh My God
I done put my city on
(On)
Who the King?
[4x]
Who the nigga that gone let his jewelry bling?
(Smooky)
Ball out, all black, everything,
(everything)
Baby mama tatted up with that G- string

Who they want?
(Smooky!)
Who ballin' hard?
(Smooky!)
Who got all that money plus that black card?...
(Smooky)
Swimming pool and the backyard.
Smooky!
And pull that choppa if a nigga act hard
Oh My God

[Chorus]

Oh my god it's smoking good!
Just dropped 50,000 dollars in the hood.
a hundred racks
in L.A., on a lake
that's where I stay...

Who I be, who I be?
Who it is?
(Smooky, Smooky!)
fall off in the club man I'm out here in the ville
(Smooky, Smooky!)
Wear a phone,
Riding on chrome straight down the sipp
(Lets Goooooo)
I done took off like a jet off on the runway
And if you disrespect SOD boys it gone be gun play
I'm riding down the runway on a Sunday
and I'm stunting
And I'm getting to the money
bitch you looking at me funny? No way!
Young Soulja man I'm going ball freely
5 to 50 bruh I make this shit look easy
Everywhere I go man you already know bitch I'm ballin out the mall
I'm shutting down the fucking store

[Chorus 2x]