Soulja Boy

[fox69]

"Come Try It"

"Come Try It"


Hey, they crowning me
They crowning me
Come try it, baby come try it
Come try it, baby come try it
Come try it, baby come try it
Come try it, baby come try it

Come try it, my diamonds are riot
We slippin' and slide
We ball till we fall
We got so many racks to roll
We got so many racks to roll
My shirt by Louis Vuitton
She think I'm the one
Just a young nigga that went through the city
Whippin' and flippin' them chickens
I ride in the Bentley
My niggas, they all from the country
V-V-S diamonds and pussy cause
I'm shinin', I'm stuntin'
Yayo, yayo, all I know is yayo
Whippin' them chickens
Whippin' them chickens, no crisco
We seeing money it's simple, rolex presidential

You know I'm official, she know I'm official
You know I'm official, she know I'm official
Baby come try it, baby come try it
Baby come try it, baby come try it
Baby come try it, baby come try it
Come try it, my diamonds a riot
We slippin' and slide
Come try it, my diamonds are [?]
We slippin' and slide

 

[fox69]

"Comin Thru"

"Comin Thru"



Soulja Boy tell 'em
Soulja Boy tell 'em
Alright

See I be comin' through with my niggas with me
We be comin' through with some bitches with me
I'm comin' through, I'm comin' through
I'm comin' through, I'm comin' through
My niggas with me, we ain't worried 'bout nothin'
Ain't trippin' off these niggas, we stuntin' these bitches

Say I'm comin' through trippin', comin' through trippin'
Say I'm comin' through trippin', comin' through trippin'
Ain't worried 'bout nothing, we ain't trippin' off these bitches
We ain't stuntin' off them hoes, we just countin' up the millions
Alright alright alright alright

Say I'm comin' through tippin', comin' through trippin'
Got some niggas with me and we ain't even trippin'
All some jewels to shit, got 4 bricks of lean
Got 5 brick that actors, we done busted out the rapper
If she'll rap her favorite trapper
Is it trap your favorite rapper
I could never be a actor so everything is real
I be riding with the steel
Gold on deck, gold bricks
I'll be riding around posted, got a fuckin' private jet
I'm comin' through trippin', got some niggas with me
We ain't trippin' off nothin', everything straightly
Alright alright alright

Say I'm comin' through, got my niggas with me
We ain't trippin' off nothin', we ain't stuntin' any bitches

Alright, tell that mama bust it open
Tell her Shawty bust it open
If she bad bust it open

Alright, say I'm comin' through trippin'
I'm comin' through trippin', yea I'm comin' through trippin'
Alright, I'm comin' through trippin
Yea I'm comin' through trippin', I'm comin' through trippin'
I'm comin' through sippin', true religion pimpin'
Got a couple bad bitches
Yea, I'm comin' with my niggas
I'm comin' through with my niggas
I'm comin' through with my niggas
See me trippin' all night and comin' through trippin'
Got 5 breaths of activist so you know we sippin'
5 bricked as a activist, 5 bricks loaded
5 bricks of fuckin' lean, know it ain't you told it
Ain't trippin' on nuttin'
Worry 'bout shit
Coming through this motherfucker with a bad bitch alright

 

[fox69]

"Count It"

"Count It"


[Verse 1:]
They say Soulja back, Soulja back
Damn, catch me in the kitchen with my backpack
Backpack, yea man yea I got my backpack
50 fuckin stacks in my backpack
I'm ridin through the city, rollin through the city
Got a bad bitch and she rollin with me
They say Soulja Boy, he goin HAM
They say Soulja Boy, he got cash
Pull up, hop out, what's happening
Blowin cash, blowin money, fast man
Leanin on that dog Sprite, the purple drink
On a kick stand, Soulja Boy done bought a ink
Pull up in a Range Rover and it's pink
I'm on my dip, set camera swags these
I pull up with this hunnid K in my damn jeans
I go so hard, SODMG

[Hook: x2]
Count it, count it
Count that money, count it
Count it, count it
Count that money, count it
Count it, count it
Count that money, count it
Countin all that money, countin
Countin all that money, countin

[Verse 2:]
Pull up to the mall, they know what time it is
Soulja Boy look to go shoppin
Pull up to the Gucci store, what's poppin?
I need that righ there, I need everything over here
I'm swaggin, Cuban link cost 80 bands
Goddamn Soulja Boy with 3 bands
Goddamn Soulja Boy on kick stand
PTE on my right hand, goddamn I go in
Versace all on my belt buckle
Pharaoh on my link notebook (King Tut)
That Rolex on my wrist
They know Soulja Boy the shit
Count it, count it, Countin all that money
I be ridin in my Bentley, they thought it was a Bugatti
Goddamn Soulja Boy is getting money
He must be in the motherfuckin Iluminati

[Hook: x2]
Count it, count it
Count that money, count it
Count it, count it
Count that money, count it
Count it, count it
Count that money, count it
Countin all that money, countin
Countin all that money, countin

[Outro:]
Foreign
Givenchy, Givenchy, Givenchy
Count that money
100K, 300K
1.5 million, 2.7 millions
SOD goddamn

 

[fox69]

"Count Money"

"Count Money"


Yo, young millionaire, young nigga shit man we taking over man, from the A to motherfucking LA, chiraq to the civic, SOD on T man, Soulja

[Hook x2:]
All I want to do is count money
All I want to do is count money
All I want to do is count money
All these rap niggas fake so stay away from me

All I want to do is count racks
Riding through my hood with them straps
I'm a real nigga so I trap
In my hood and I'm shooting crap
80 thousands of a dice game
Robbing banks like a heist game
You ain't fucking with my ice game
100 thousand kilo ice game
All I want to do is count money
All these fuck niggas they be looking funny
Down in missipi in the country
Smoking on kush and counting money

[Hook]

Cooking hard I done made a hundred drugs
I be trapping hard for my momma trapped in
I be in the trap doing overness
Treat it like the NFL I don't fumble hey
You homie he done tell you he ain't your homie
Snitch nigga stay away from me
I be stunting hard with my homies
I don't fuck with fake niggas cause they are phony
I be going hard doing numbers
All my young niggas yeah they stunting
Bitch we trap hard for that shit
Niggas talking but they can't finesse
Next day I done hit a plate
In zone one with 30 things
I be smoking kush you wear cheap bandana
Riding through east Atlanta

[Hook]

Money dance

 

[fox69]

"Crank Dat Dance"

"Crank Dat Dance"


[Chorus: x2]
Soulja Boy Off In This Hoe
Watch me Crank It
Watch me Roll
Watch me Crank Dat Soulja Boy
Then Super Man Dat Hoe
Now, Watch me You....
(Crank Dat Soulja Boy)
Now, Watch me You....
(Crank Dat Soulja Boy)
Now, Watch me You....
(Crank Dat Soulja Boy)
Now, Watch me You....
(Crank Dat Soulja Boy)

[Verse 1:]
Soulja Boy Off In This Hoe
Watch me Lean And Watch Me Rock?
Super Man Dat Hoe
Then Watch me Crank Dat Robocop?
Super Fresh, Now Watch Me Jock
Jocking On Them Haterz Man
When I Do Dat Soulja Boy
I Lean To The Left And Crank Dat Dance
(Now You)
I'm Jocking On Yo Bitch Ass
And If We Get The Fightin
Then I'm Cocking On Your Bitch
You Catch Me At Yo Local Party
Yes I Crank It Everyday
Haterz Get Mad Cuz
"I Got Me Some Bathin Apes"

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 2:]
I'm Bouncin On My Toe
Why Me Super Soak Dat Hoe
I'ma Pass It To Arab
Then He Gon Pass It To The Low (Low)
Haterz Wanna Be Me
Soulja Boy, I'm The Man
They Be Lookin At My Neck
Sayin Its The Rubberband Man (Man)
Why me Do It (Watch Me Do It)
Dance (Dance)
Let Get To It (Let Get To It)
Nope, You Can't Do It Like Me
Hoe, So Don't Do It Like Me
Folk, I See You Tryna Do It Like Me
Man That Shit Was Ugly

[Chorus x4]

 

[fox69]

"Crank Dat Jump Rope"

"Crank Dat Jump Rope"


[Talking:]
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

[Chorus:]
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

[Chorus]

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

[Chorus]

Lets Do It, Lets Get To It
Jump Rope Do Do Do It
Watch Me Do It Let Me Get Em

[Chorus]

[Talking:] Ay Ya'll Hit Up
Ay Ay Soulja Boy Tell Em
Im Out

 

[fox69]

"Crank Dat Soulja Boy"

"Crank Dat Soulja Boy"


(Yoooouuuu!)
Soulja boy I tell 'em
Hey I got a new dance fo you all called the soulja boy
(Yoooouuuu!)
You gotta punch then crank back three times from left to right
(Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhh yeeeeaaaah!)

[Chorus: x2]
Soulja boy off in this hoe
Watch me crank it
Watch me roll
Watch me crank that soulja boy
Then super man that hoe
Now watch me you
(crank that soulja boy)
Now watch me you
(crank that soulja boy)
Now watch me you
(crank that soulja boy)
Now watch me you
(crank that soulja boy)

[Verse 1:]
Soulja boy off in this hoe
Watch me lean and watch me rock
Super man that hoe
Then watch me crank that Robocop
Super fresh, now watch me jock
Jocking on them haters man
When I do that soulja boy
I lean to the left and crank that thang
(now you)
I'm jocking on your bitch ass
And if we get the fighting
Then I'm cocking on your bitch ass
You catch me at your local party
Yes I crank it everyday
Haters getting mad cause
"I got me some bathing apes"

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 2:]
I'm bouncing on my toe
Watch me super soak that hoe
I'm gonna pass it to Arab
Then he's gonna pass it to don loc (loc)
Haters wanna be me
Soulja boy, I'm the man
They be looking at my neck
Saying it's the rubber band man (man)
Watch me do it (watch me do it)
Dance (dance)
Let get to it (let get to it)
Nope, you can't do it like me
Hoe, so don't do it like me
Folk, I see you tryna do it like me
Man that shit was ugly

[Chorus x4]

[Hook:]
Aim to clean off in this hoe
Watch me crank it
Watch me roll
Watch me crank that Roosevelt
And super soak that Hoe [x10]

Aim to fresh up in this bitch
Watch me shuffle
Watch me jig
Watch me crank my shoulder work
Super man that bitch [x6]

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Cuban Link"

"Cuban Link"



Pull up in a whi, fresh, fresh to death
That nigga too easy
Boy I do it for, do it for my team
Young nigga, new jeans
New chain, new ring
What's that on your neck, Cuban link
Cuban link, Cuban link
What's that on your neck nigga, Cuban link
Cuban link, Cuban link
What's that on my neck nigga, Cuban link

Pull up to the club, got the new jeans
What's that on my neck nigga, Cuban links
Red carpet in the buick, asking me questions
Got your girl in my room and she know she bustin
Sod rich gang and we took the team
On 2 ' with this Cuban link
She says she wants some zans, zans, zans
I said she got some bands, bands, bands
Do a ' for my fucking team
What's that on my neck nigga, Cuban link
Cuban link, still flex
Nigga disrespect, shoot the nigga in his neck
Cuban link, Cuban link
What's that on my neck nigga, Cuban link
Cuban link, Cuban link
What's that on my neck nigga, Cuban link

Who I do it for, my team, turn up
What's that, a Cuban link
Cuban link, Cuban link
What's that on my neck nigga, Cuban link

Cuban link, 10 rings
I had to go and cope the matching Jesus piece
What you know bout me, rich gang
Sod my life, I cannot complain
And your bitch from the back, bowflex
8 piece audemar, and a rolex
I do this for the team,
What's that on my neck, it's a Cuban link
Zan with that lean and I'm on that beat
Turnt up man I'm moving on the fuckin sene
Pull up to the block and I pop a molly
Yellow diamond shawty and a Cuban party
Cuban link, Cuban link
What's that on my neck nigga, Cuban link
Cuban link, Cuban link
What's that on my neck nigga, Cuban link.

 

[fox69]

"Danger"

"Danger"



Pull up on your block, get to shootin at you bitch ass niggas
CB4 ass niggas man
Fuck em
Soulja
Boom!

Drug dealer, I'm a drug dealer
Rob him for his pounds cause he a fuck nigga
Stacks on deck the set, PTE the game
Riding through my hood in that fuckin thang
Drug dealer, I'm a drug dealer
Drug dealer, I'm a drug dealer
Rob him for his pounds cause he a fuck nigga
Drug dealer, I'm a drug dealer

My shooters stay in the face, catch a case, beat the case
Bust a brick down, grinding down the fucking hate
Bitch you know what's up, Dre ride candy paint
Nigga get up in my way, put that pistol to his face
Riding down the trap, busting down the whole thing
They know what's up, my niggas spin that fucking flame
We coming, SOD we coming, my fucking clique coming
Get the busting while you running
Soulja Boy I'm stunting, trapped up I'm something
West side my hood, it's on what we buking
Bitch I'm serving chicken, came out from nothing
Gold on my neck so you know I'm serving something
Niggas straight hustling, you niggas out here fake
Snitching to the jays, 9 to his face
You know I'm getting cake, why them niggas hate
Fuck what you heard cause them pussy niggas fake

Drug dealer, I'm a drug dealer
Rob him for his pounds cause he a fuck nigga
Stacks on deck the set, PTE the game
Riding through my hood in that fuckin thang
Drug dealer, I'm a drug dealer
Drug dealer, I'm a drug dealer
Rob him for his pounds cause he a fuck nigga
Drug dealer, I'm a drug dealer

Pull up in that foreign knock the roof off
Pull up on your block, get in a shootout
You niggas lame as fuck, what you do now? Boom
It really ain't shit, I got the juice now, that money nigga
I swear to God on Jesus Christ, I'm up now
Smoking on this kush it got me stuck now
A nigga play me wrong, he gonn get shot down
I post up on your block, it's getting hot now
The cops watch my move so I'm steady swerving
Buy a hunned K bitch I'm steady swerving
The police on my back so I'm steady swerving, boom
5 hunned K bitch I'm steady swerving
Coming down that block in that white thang
I made a hunned K selling white thang
Coming down that block in that white thang
I made 2 hundre thousand serving white thang

Drug dealer, I'm a drug dealer
Rob him for his pounds cause he a fuck nigga
Stacks on deck the set, PTE the game
Riding through my hood in that fuckin thang
Drug dealer, I'm a drug dealer
Drug dealer, I'm a drug dealer
Rob him for his pounds cause he a fuck nigga
Drug dealer, I'm a drug dealer.

 

[fox69]

"Dead Presidents"
(feat. Ebone)

"Dead Presidents"
(feat. Ebone)



[Hook: x2]
Whippin up this work and my wrist game so excellent
Ridin through the hood and I feel like I'm the president
Young hood nigga, with a million dollar residence
I want them dead presidents, want them dead presidents

[Verse 1:]
Whippin up this work and my wrist game so excellent
Ridin through the hood and I feel just like them presidents
50000$ on Soulja Boy necklace
Hoppin out the foreign whip, I'm feelin like the president
Everything I smoke, it be loud packin no
All my niggas on the low and they comin from the go
And this Forgi on the floor, 50k from head to toe
I be dressed in Gucci shit, I be walkin barely keys
Beat it like I'm playin something, you can eat that red lobster
You ain't on this fuckin loud and that mushy calamari
And I'm whippin up this work, baking soda with this work
And I'm hoppin out the work, skru skru skurr then over
On that jet I finesse, let em flex, have the plug
Bring them up, all the drugs, all this luck, we're unplugged
Runnin round on the drum, we can shoot it out for fun
Young Souljas on one
Everybody know Soulja

[Hook: x2]
Whippin up this work and my wrist game so excellent
Ridin through the hood and I feel like I'm the president
Young hood nigga, with a million dollar residence
I want them dead presidents, want them dead presidents

[Verse 2:]
I want them dead presidents, I want them dead presidents
Look up in my pocket man, ain't nothing but dead presidents
Just that fellow Versace when I spend the dead president
Makin rizy rocket got me feelin like the president
Brothers pay me every week, I feel like a reverend
I got work for cheap, nigga shout out to my Mexicans
Catch me with a bad bitch and I bet she arrogant
Her head game is talented, my whip game so excellent
I can't keep a plug cause a nigga keep finessin them
I'm smoking kush with Soulja in a million dollar residence
I ain't talkin Nike but Ebone he got a check on it
And if I'm in the hood then he probably got a tech on him

[Hook: x2]
I'm whippin up this work and my wrist game so excellent
Ridin through the hood and I feel like I'm the president
Young hood nigga, with a million dollar residence
I want them dead presidents, want them dead presidents