Soulja Boy

[fox69]

"Booty Meat"

"Booty Meat"


Yall Dis 1 Rite Hur Is For All Dem Gurlz Wit Dat Bootymeat
Bootymeat [X4]

[Chorus:]
Girl Shake Dat Bootymeat Dat Bootymeat Shake Dat Bootymeat Dat Bootymeat
Girl Shake Dat Bootymeat Dat Bootymeat Dat Bootymeat Dat Bootymeat
Gurl Shake Dat Bootymeat Dat Bootymeat Shake Dat Bootymeat Dat Bootymeat Gurl Shake
Dat Bootymeat Dat Bootymeat Dat Bootymeat Dat Bootymeat

[Verse 1:]
Gurl Shake Dat Bootymeat All Up On Me Soulja Boy
Up In This Thang Cum An Hang Wit Me Im Ya H Boom Coon Champaign Wit Me
Take A Bubble Bath Cum An Switch Lanes Wit Me Im Da #1 Stunna Let Me See What
You Got Im The Baller Round Town Let Me See How You Pop
Im Ya Gurl Best Friend Let Me See How You Hop
Put That Thang In The Air Then Make It Drop

[Chorus]

[Verse 2:]
Gurl B Double O-T-Y-M-E A T You Know It Dats Dat Bootymeat
I Got A Car Full Of Girls And We Makin A Creep
Soulja Boy Up In This Thang Puttin Shawty To Sleep
Im Ready For Wateva If You Know Wat I Mean
Come Hur Lil Shawty You Dat Bootymeat Queen
Bootymeat In My Face Even When I B Talkin
All Da Gurls Love Me And Dey Straight Up B Stalkin

[Chorus]

[Verse 3:]
Gurl Well I Guess Its My Time Im Bout To Steal Da Show Soulja Boy 2006 An You Already
Know Im Bout To Hit Da Spot And Im Ready To Go Hole Bunch Of Fine Gurlz
Dey Form Head To Toe Im Ya H Boom Coon Like I Said Before
Let Me See You Turn Around Just Like A Pro Shake It For Me Shawty Till You Cant No Mo
You A Mans Bestfriend Im Just Lettin You Know

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Break The Bank"

"Break The Bank"


[Hook:]
I'm tryna to break the bank [x8]
Walk inside that bitch 500k cash
Walk about that bitch I need a million's dollar cash
I'm tryna to break the bank [x4]

[Verse 1:]
I'm tryna to break the bank fuck you niggas think
Pull up in that bentley customize the paint
Lean in the sink I'm doing what you can't
Nigga say they getting money but I know they ain't
Throw up in the sink, pouring up my drink
Came out the water put that 9 in your face
50 thousand dollars made my lawyer beat the case
It ain't really nothing shoot that nigga in his face
Bitches love the taste, niggas say your grace
Grind through the hood Gucci on my shoelace
Bitch I'm outta space money by the case
I ain't got a suit, but I got a suitcase

[Hook:]
I'm tryna to break the bank [x8]
Walk inside that bitch 500k cash
Walk about that bitch I need a million's dollar cash
I'm tryna to break the bank [x4]

[Verse 2:]
I'm tryna to break the bank who really can do it like this
Who really can do it like me in the streets we're 50 Cents,
In the studio we're Lil Twist I'm riding around on your bitch
I'm stunting on you bitch you niggas can't do it like this
I swear since ever since '07 that's not on my deal
That was like 5 years, 2012 I'm outta here
2013 my year, I do this with no fear
I look in the hater face and ask what do we have here?
It's Soulja, it's soulja
I'm riding around in range rovers
I'm pulling up in ferarris, I'm yelling diamond shawty
I'm sipping lean and bacardi remember I'm the shooter of the party
I really don't go tarded, get me started I go hardy

[Hook:]
I'm tryna to break the bank [x8]
Walk inside that bitch 500k cash
Walk about that bitch I need a million's dollar cash
I'm tryna to break the bank [x4]

 

[fox69]

"Brick$"

"Brick$"


[Intro:]
Yuh
Yeah
Soulja
Police checkin my phone so I need 40 of them things
Soulja
Rich Gang, SODMG
Loud, loud
Don't play with it

I got bricks, bricks
Ridin with this shit, let's go
Young Soulja Boy, I'm down to hit a lick (trappin)
That loud, loud
I got loud (let's go)

[Hook:]
I got bricks, bricks
I got bricks, bricks
Bricks bricks bricks
I got bricks, bricks
Ridin with this shit
Down to hit a lick (let's go)
Ridin with them bricks (them bricks)
Rollin with them bricks (I got em)
Brick, bricks, bricks, bricks
I got bricks, bricks, bricks, bricks (turn up)
Ridin with the shit (let's go)
Down to hit a lick (I got em)
Ridin with them bricks
Rollin with them bricks

[Verse 1:]
I got bricks, bricks
You know I got the racks (let's go)
You want a Bentley, that's 250 racks
I walk inside the club, I got lean, I got Act
Fuck with me Shawty and I won't even text
SOD, Money Gang, we done broke the bank
Rich Gang, Soulja Boy be blowin on this thing
Ridin through the city and my cup full of drink
In my Ferrari and it got that candy paint
Ridin foreign whips and I stay getting cash
IPhone 5, they can't bring me all my racks
Smoking on that kush and I stay spending stacks
They say the bank closed, well I open up the racks
Walk inside the vault, I see bands, I see rings
Walk inside this club, I spend bandz, I spend grands
Million dollars niggas, catch me on my tour bus
Million dollar niggas, hunned dollars for a haircut

[Hook:]
I got bricks, bricks
I got bricks, bricks
I got bricks, bricks
I got bricks, bricks
Rollin with them bricks
Ridin with them bricks
Ridin with them bricks
Rollin with them bricks
I got bricks, bricks
I got bricks, bricks
I got bricks, bricks, bricks, bricks
Ridin with them bricks
Burn them with a lick
Soulja run with them bricks
Ridin with them bricks

[Verse 2:]
Stuntin is a habit, I'm in love with racks
I'm in love with cash, I love to hit licks
Ridin with that iPhone5 talkin bricks
On the tex with my plug, cold wars and shit
Flexin like a bitch, Soulja Boy don't move sloppy
I just hit a lick, time to cop that Bugatti
Ridin with that new choppa
Nigga try me, body drop
Pistol pop, block is hot
Soulja got them bands in that stamp
Bracelet on my wrist cost a chicken (damn)
Catch me in my condo water whippin (damn)
Soulja Boy in love with that gold shit (damn)
Soulja Boy be flexin you like oh shit (damn)
Jordans on my feet, number 9
Flexin through the hood, I hit licks all the time
Bricks bricks bricks bricks bricks on that low
Bricks bricks bricks bricks bricks ran from above

[Hook:]
I got bricks, bricks
I got bricks, bricks
I got bricks, bricks
I got bricks, bricks
Ridin with them bricks
Rollin with them bricks
Down to hit a lick
Ridin with them bricks
I got bricks, bricks
I got bricks, bricks
I got bricks, bricks
Ridin with them bricks
Rollin with them bricks
Ridin with them bricks
Down to hit a lick
I got...

[Outro:]
Nigga hittin my phone talkin bout Soulja, where the bricks at?
It ain't nothing on the street, this is drought
I said nigga what the fuck is a drought?
SOD Money Gang, Rich Gang, flood the streets
I got em

 

[fox69]

"Bugatti"
(feat. Rich the Kid)

"Bugatti"
(feat. Rich the Kid)



[Hook:]
I'm in that Bugatti fuckin' up my wrist
Standin' in the trap tryna whip a brick
Catch me in that Gatti tryna whip my wrist
360 whip my wrist, whip my wrist
Ice on my neck, Ice on my wrist
Ridin' in that Gatti fuckin' up my wrist
Ridin' in that Gatti and I broke my wrist
I done sold everything from that to this

[Verse 1 - Soulja Boy:]
Standing on the block, tryna make it flip
In that Bugatti fuckin' up my wrist
Standing in the kitchen wit' a triple beam
Young Nigga flexin' with this rich team
Rich Gang pull up in that fire flame
Diamonds on my neck, diamonds in my chain
You know what I do
I fuck up a check
Whippin' and Flippin' a chicken
I finesse

[Hook]

[Verse 2 - Rich the Kid:]
Rich nigga Pull up Bugatti, switch to the Rari
Scuse me pardon me sorry
Soulja Boy having a party, hoes in the lobby
She give me sloppy toppy
Whippin' I'm breaking my wrist
QC the label the shit
Rich Niggas still hittin' licks
I'm the dropping the top while she suckin' the dick
Back then she ain't like me now I'm rich now
In the kitchen water whippin' break a brick down
Ridin' in that Rari to the trap
I got birds in it
Playing with the water on that stove I need more fishscale
They mad cause I made it
You can have crack like the 80's
I got the killers in Haiti

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Bugatti Mastered"

"Bugatti Mastered"


[Hook:]
Bugatti, Bugatti, Bugatti
Rollin like Bugatti, Bugatti, Bugatti
Bitch I'm rollin like Bugatti, Bugatti, Bugatti
Rollin like Bugatti, Bugatti, Bugatti
Bitch I'm rollin like Bugatti, Bugatti, Bugatti
Rollin like Bugatti, Bugatti, Bugatti
Bitch I'm rollin like Bugatti, Bugatti, Bugatti
Rollin like Bugatti, Bugatti, Bugatti
Rollin like Bugatti

[Verse 1:]
Steppin in a party, damn they say damn
Soulja be pulled up in an Audi, yellow diamond Audi
Yellow diamonds brightened
Rolex hide the 90's like it's 1990
Soulja hard and fine, money on my mind
Rollin like Bugatti, one of a kind
2015, no kriss in my jeans
Sippin on that lean, Soulja Boy the king

[Hook:]
Bugatti, Bugatti, Bugatti
Rollin like Bugatti, Bugatti, Bugatti
Bitch I'm rollin like Bugatti, Bugatti, Bugatti
Rollin like Bugatti, Bugatti, Bugatti
Bitch I'm rollin like Bugatti, Bugatti, Bugatti
Rollin like Bugatti, Bugatti, Bugatti
Bitch I'm rollin like Bugatti, Bugatti, Bugatti
Rollin like Bugatti, Bugatti, Bugatti
Rollin like Bugatti

[Verse 2:]
Shoppin spree Shawty, when we in the club we the life of the party
Chain on neck, yea I'm super fresh
I'm all on that jet and I'm headin to a check
Rollin like Bugatti, bitch I'm in a party
She say Soulja Boy, man you the man
Rollin up them bands, so I end up with tan
She pourin up, he stand
Got racks all fill my hands
Rollin like Bugatti, hoppin Ferarri
Yellow diamond Shawty, I got snapped by paparazzi
Yellow Maserati, I'm the man
Still blowin bands, S Beezy get bands

[Hook:]
Bugatti, Bugatti, Bugatti
Rollin like Bugatti, Bugatti, Bugatti
Bitch I'm rollin like Bugatti, Bugatti, Bugatti
Bitch I'm rollin like Bugatti, Bugatti, Bugatti
Gatti, Gatti, Gatti
Rollin like Bugatti, Bugatti, Bugatti
Bitch I'm rollin like Bugatti, Bugatti, Bugatti
Rollin like Bugatti, Bugatti, Bugatti

Bugatti, Bugatti, Bugatti...

 

[fox69]

"Buku"

"Buku"


Money Gang
Fire Flame, Juice Mixtape, Bitch
4/20
DJ Scream

[Hook:]
I got buku money
I got buku cars
I got buku clothes
I'm livin' with the stars
[x4]

[Verse 1:]
Standin' by the stove, buku bank roll
Yellow diamond shawty, had to shit up on them hoes
Lean in my cup, kush in my blunt
If you reppin' skinny niggas
Gon throw it up (SKINNY NIGGAS)
Westside squad, getcho ass robbed
Money gang boys, yes we stay on our job
Big bank roll, buku hoes
Pull up to the club, lexani on them 4's
Niggas start hatin'
Ak to ya faces
Bitch, talk shit, I'm grabbin' pliers
Removin' braces
Droptop lexus, whole crew flexin'
Ridin' from atlanta all the way to fuckin' texas
Trap goin crazy, crack like the 80's
Droptop maybach got me like patrick swayze
Soulja boy juice'n
80 fuckin' proofin'
When I'm in the booth, Kwon, gon' head salute me

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
Sippin' out my cup (wassup)
Got a lot a bucks (wassup)
Shop at lenox mall, that's like a 150 plus (wassup)
Duffel bag stuffed, nigga don't fuck with us (wassup)
Choppers on deck, a.k.a. toys'r us (wassup)
Soulja boy swaggin' (wassup)
Pretty boy gangsta (wassup)
Pull up to the club, ak Glock for the wankstas (wassup)
Niggas talkin' down (wassup)
Word around town (wassup)
Snitchin' on my crew will getcho ass shot down (wassup)
Boy I got the juice, money out the roof (wassup)
When my nigga Kwony Cash posted in the booth (wassup)
Westside, Salute (wassup)
Eastside, Respect (wassup)
Southside, Reside (wassup)
Northside, I got them checks (wassup)
Niggas know my name, I ain't playin' no games (wassup)
My yellow diamond Britling put yo whole life to shame (wassup)
My chain cost a mansion, my watch cost a phantom (wassup)
See me in the club still pretty boy dancin', juice

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Cash Swag"

"Cash Swag"



I get cash, I get cash, get cash, making cash
Making cash, and I'm getting cash

Young niggas swag, I'm gettin cash
Everyday swag
When I'm counting cash
Stacking up cash, and I'm gettin cash
Got a lot of cash, put it in a trash bag
Turn up,
Yeah I got cash, stack a lot of cash
Hustle for that cash, grind hard for that cash
Grind for that cash, and I'm stacking cash
Yeah I'm getting cash, put it in a cash bag
When I got cash, girl say she want me
I'm turnt up, I'm getting money
So I'm stacking cash, yeah I'm getting cash
When I stack cash, nigga swag
Pull it up, now you know I'm popping tags
Grind hard, you heard what I said
Blunt after blunt, got us high as hell
On high hell, young nigga roll
Rolex on my wrist, on a nigga grind
Gotta grind hard, and I grind hard
Yeah I grind for the cash, stacking up cash
SODMG, put my picture on Instagram

Stacking up that cash, grinding up that cash
All that cash, stacking all that cash
Grinding for that cash
Grind hard for that cash
Hopping out the car, young nigga swag
Out of this money, man I'm popping tags
Walk up in a Gucci store, I need Louie bags
I'm getting money fast, blowing money fast
LV on my belt, Gucci on my head
Chain on my neck cost a arm and leg
Cuban link with the diamonds sitting on my wrist
Young nigga can't swag something like this
Yeah that cost money, baby that on cash
Got your girl on me
She say I don't trend it, I say that I'm winning
Young nigga winning,
I be getting money
Y'all ain't even getting it
She want me to pivvle, I just be flippin
I just be dippin on my ice got me glistenin
Young nigga listen, grind hard for cash
Westside my city, I be swagging popping tags
Young nigga be, young nigga swag
Stacking up cash, got a lot of cash
Pop a lot of tags, I got a lot of cash
I grind hard, grind for that cash
Yeah I got cash, young nigga swag
Stacking up cash, everybody do
All this fucking cash, young nigga swag
Man I'm stacking cash, grind hard for that cash

Grind for the cash
Grind hard for that cash, for that cash
Grind hard.

 

[fox69]

"Catch Me If you Can"

"Catch Me If you Can"


[Intro:]
My partners called me and said "Soulja, you a king bro"
Ridin through the city in turbo
Copped a Maserati, dinner Diablo
Ridin through the city, like catch me

[Hook 1:]
Can, catch me if you can
Catch me if you can, I'm gone
Catch me if you can, catch me if you can
Catch me if you can, I'm gone

[Verse 1:]
Catch me if you can, hop inside my van
And I got that sack, and I spend them bands
Louie on my leans, Gucci on my belt
I be ridin foreign whips, I can't help myself
On the Forbes list, swag just like this
My gang rich, all my niggas is rich
Flexin through the scenes, man I got that bitch
She bad as a bitch and she all on my dick
All white party, sippin on Baccardi
Yellow diamond Shawty and a real Aston Martin (geek'n)
Pull up Andriato, Soulja Boy got gwap (she bad)
A hunned thousand dollars (she bad)
And Wes Fargo what

[Hook 2:]
Catch me if you can, catch me if you can
Catch me if you can, I'm gone, I'm gone
Catch me if you can, catch me if you can
Catch me if you can, I'm gone

[Verse 2:]
Soulja
Turnt up to the max
Walk around with them racks
SOD hit licks bitch
Where the fuck ya'll at?
I'm all in the club
VIP with yo main bitch
Said she want some dough shit
She turn me up, I'm stupid rich
Soulja B, Soulja Boy
King Soulja, ride Rovers
Trap hard, break bricks
Smoke pounds, king P's
AK's, Uzzi's
Jet lag, block 40
Ridin round in that Bentley, 250 on my pinky

[Outro:]
Soulja
Soulja
250 on my pinky
Soulja
Boy
Squad
Rich Gang

 

[fox69]

"Cheat Code Swag"

"Cheat Code Swag"



We ain't trippin off nothing
Dirty kush in my lungs and we smokin on somthin
Tell my boys be cool we gon get there in a minute
Beezy posted every day every motherfuckin second. (Beezy)
S O D Ocean gang in this mothafuckin bitch and you know what I claim
See that mary jane flame I'm too cool for these guys, see they wanna be
Fly but they tell too many lies.
I'm the king I'm the king yeah I'm on my crown shit, lil Dre yella diamonds
When I'm in your town bitch.
I'm the one on your TV screen Color Cut, Clarity
HD 1080p, Screaming SODMG.
L V this, imma get that bitch
See a nigga posted up, imma hit that switch. and imma take my whip and imma
Hit that button everytime you see me know I'm sippin on somthin
Feelin so swagg, can adjust my swag I don't mean to brag. CHEAT CODE SWAG.
Did this shit like it ain't nothing man sold out shows on tour. I'm doing
Something (I'm doing something)
Young boy tell em man,
TEAM SODMG on da TV screen. (TEAM SOD) Flow so hard and make my fans proud
And I'm so damn cool, retro kid steeze now Post on the block so dope, SOD
Gang tell them niggas that they got no joke. imma ball hard lil Dre 2012
Bently auto start. Finally sippin on something I ain't worried bout nothing
Catch me chillin I'm blunted
Kush in my lungs everyday I'm stuntin, and them boys worried bout me should
Be worried bout money
Videogame the way I pop that tag, SODMG wit that CHEAT CODE SWAG. I done
Came through quick, lookin so mean, I done rep my team, stupid dope supreme.
Niggas know bout me I post I can't help it. L V luggage wit the L V BELT
Bitch. Checkered board chest Boi come across the carpet deandre swag I
Done jumped up out the water. (WHAT)Tell em niggas I ain't finished If a
Bitch gonna suck me, Later on she gon lick it. I be posted in da club
Lookin like a walkin ticket, Sexy ass nigga SOD be the shit bitch. It's the
Business, I'm tlkin bout a million
Catch me throwing all this money, hundreds fallin from the ceiling. lil Dre
Be my name. we wont stop til abillion. Be all up off my chain, I'm REPPIN
FOR THE NAME
Bitch boy it's not a game and I still make it look so mothafuckin clean.
Third eye supreme, repping for my team. Lookin so pretty like I feel out a
Dream it's a murda scene the way I drop them tags, it's a murda scene when
They cannot cash it, it's a murda scene when that shit 211. lil Dre

 

[fox69]

"Come On"

"Come On"


[Intro:]
You wanna go to war?
Do you wanna go to war?
Do you wanna go to war?
Racks, my niggas get it
Money all my niggas go
Call up my niggas, call up my niggas
I got some bad bitches, Soulja Boy be SODMG PTE
Rich Gang, YMCMB

[Hook 1:]
Come on! Come on!
Come on! Come on, yeah!
They air me some, I tell em to come on
Come on, dwag!
They say, "what's up?"
I tell 'em to come on!
Come on! Rich Gang!
Come on! Come on! Turn up! Come on!
They're asking me "what's up? ",
I say, "come on!"
They said, "what they do?"
I say, "come on!"

[Verse 1:]
King
Hoppin out the jet
Hoppin in the fret
Pull it and I flex, yellow on my neck!
Diamonds cost a check,
Got a rack! Stat on brick, brickston backpack!
Gucci in the mall, Louie on my drawer
Tell 'em to come on, keep it long drawn!
Keep it man a clip, I won't slip!
I'm gonna have smoke a hundred flips!
Rolling up a zip, standing in the VIP
Pistol on my hip, Soulija got the chips!
Stacks on deck, riding with the tech techno in the rain Wayne
But it got wet wet

[Hook 2:]
Come on, come on! Come on!
Come on! Come on!
Come on!
Soulija!
Come on!
Come on!
Come on!
Pull up
Come on!
Come on!
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Come on!
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Come on!
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Come on!
Come on, come on!
Come on!
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Come on!
Soulja
Come on!
Stacks on deck, 20-13 uh

[Verse 2:]
Rain in Versace, I be getting gwapy
Fettuccini macaroni, slap it extra pasty (I'm gwaping)
Ridin with that bean, sippin on codeine (I'm leaning!)
SODMG PTE fiend! (roll up!)
Rich Gang savy, Rich Gang tatted
I be getting cabbage, ridin with that package
Cold like Alaska, swag on bandana
Ridin with that satellite, diamonds on a tunnel
Yeah, diamond in my ear, uh
Water crystal clear, uh
Ridin and I'm sipping lean in that dumb stay real
Yo, SOD that my gang, that's my shit for real
I tatted my teal, I do it for real!

[Outro:]
Come on!
Soulija
Come on!
Soulija
Come on!
Come on!
Come on!
Come on!
Come on!
Soulja
Come on!
S Beezy
Come on!
Soulja
Come on!
Dre
Come on!
Soulja
Come on!
Soulja
Come on!
Salute
Come on!
Rich Gang
Come on!
YMCMB
Come on!
SOD