Soulja Boy

[fox69]

"Harder"

"Harder"


[Hook:]
Man we do this shit the long way blowing on the dope
The strong way, harder, harder, harder, harder, harder, harder, harder, harder [x2]

[Verse 1:]
Man I know that I'm the shit cause these niggas be playing
My flow, my trap, my beats, my rap
Harder, harder, hard hard and hardest
Pull up in that black thing I'm looking like a goblin
Man these niggas out here stunting
Niggas out here flexing ain't really getting money
Man we do this shit the long way
Pull up in a Bentley it's kush up in the ashtray
I be swaggin' on a bad day
Pull up in that black thang like I'm the man mayne
Interscope came and signed me
1 mill on the contract don't need to remind me

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
Man I'm back up on my rap shit
Posted up in my Black Jaguar on some trap shit
Man my niggas on some real shit
My solders on this battle field, on some kill shit
I fuck around and hit the kill switch
Shooting like Call of Duty, with my real bitch
I swear to God that we hit licks
One day one night, I'm talking six trips
I'm an artist in the making man
I'm a masterpiece walking in a living man
I be stunting like a ceiling fan
Going in the circle and I'm killing them

[Hook]

[Verse 3:]
They be like, "Soulja Boy we waiting man"
I be on the block with the nation man
This is what I do my dog
I'm on the block and I gotta stack it all
This what I'm really in
Stacking up my money and my dividends
For real man I've been the man
Posted on the block with the activist
Niggas know it's happening
This ain't no warrant even bruh this a statue dig
Focused with my main chick
Doing What I Want To Entertainment
And I am flexing
My beat go so hard on my necklace
In the hood I check in
Cash out on a chicken
Pull up in a Bentley
Niggas think they really flexing
I pull up drop top, I'm flexing
Ain't no reason man I'm on it
I'm smoking kush and I'm living in the moment
Pull up what the move is
Make a movie stunting in jacuzzis
Real talk I'm on deck
6 pounds of kush got me rolling
Pull up to the block rims slow man
This just what I do dog
I go so hard I'm off the loose dog
I pull up and I'm like "Screw y'all"
I'm on TV and I'm on that Screw dog
Call me Soulja Boy Beezy
Or call me Soulja Beezy
I post up making it happen man
Running across the train tracks
Smoking on that main shit I be sipping
Sipping on that acti'
Pull up in a muthafucking taxi
Posted hard with the block doe
SOD man my block getting hot ho
Niggas flexing they don't want to
I'm on the block getting money with my partners
We at the table eating lobster
I'm smoked out leaned out and I'm popping
Niggas talking bout "He dropping"
I don't give a fuck about them because they flopping
All my gangster shit be popping
I'm on the stage 30 racks for the option
60 racks just so mandatory
Coming and I'm swinging like I'm Madden Tory
This shit been going in my inventory
I've been going ham [?]
Stacking at the top man
Getting all this muthafucking guowp man
I hit the block I'm looking like, "Hi hater"
30 million dollars and a skyscraper

 

[fox69]

"Headed To A check"

"Headed To A check"



Uh, Soulja
I whip a Maserati
Soulja
King Soulja the mixtape, King Soulja the movie
Gwap ah

Wake up in the morning and I'm headed to a check (bands)
Always gotta count that money when I flex (damn)
Wake up in the morning and I'm headed to a check (okay)
Countin up them sacks (sacks), flexin with the check (the check)

I'm headed to a check check, I'm headed to a check check
I'm headed to a check check, on my way to a check
I'm headed to a check check, I'm headed to a check check
I'm headed to a check on my way to a check hey

Rich Gang, Soulja Boy

Bands in my pocket pocket, 9 mm
Bitch I'm shootin lil rockets
Pull up to the car show, I'm springin, I got springers
Lil Dreg on ball and that's on everything (who that? Who that?)
Woke up in a Gati, whip a Maserati
Porsche game clean Dre, but my whip gonna slap me
Money Gang retarded, bitch don't get me started
If I T on the Challenge I swear I'm gon call it
Soulja I ball, ridin down that highway
Got the drop top Maybach sittin in the driveway
Hit the secret Sundays, ballin to the Monday
Flexin so hard, Soulja Boy be gwapin
Yea gwap gwap, pull up to the trap trap
Bitch I got blocks blocks
Bitch I got knocks uh
Gucci on my socks, Louie on my boxers
SOD, Rich Gang, we took over boy

I'm headed to a check check, I'm headed to a check check
I'm headed to a check check, on my way to a check
I'm headed to a check, I'm headed to a check
I'm headed to a check on my way to a check hey

Gwap
Gwap
SOD
King King

They takin pictures, putting that shit on Instagram
500 racks that's Amsterdam
Swervin in that foreign Porsche, all through highly worried
Hopping out that in and out, I'm smoking on this kush (Soulja)
Call Soulja Beezy B or call me Rich Gang Soulja Boy
Soulja Boy, bricks on bricks on bricks, that's what I Soulja Boy
Ridin through the hood, everything all good
2-15's in my trunk, sounding like Jurassic Park
Ridin through my city and I'm cut through hittin scar
SOD get money, I will tear your life apart
I flex, Cuban links on neck, boy done jet
Hop up off the private plane, I'm smoking on that Mary Jane, 3-16 like hurricane
Soulja Boy spit fire flame (you ain't lying)
Inside that drop top Porsche
I am, I do, (I'm just doing my thing boy)

Check, I'm headed to a check (gwap)
Headed to a check, money headed to a check
On the way to a check, headed to a check (bands)
Headed to a check (sacks)
Headed to a check (bags) yea

 

[fox69]

"Hero"

"Hero"



Flexin, on 'em 28
Call me Soulja Boy, bitch I've been gettin K
I got that Scarface mansion by saltiest lake
I'm drop top in my lambo cause I'm heavyweight
Drop my top, I roll a hundred cause I'm MC Hammer
I took yo main bitch and I slammed her down in Alabama
No homo, I'm riding solo with my nigga AntonioSOD
A hundred on my chest, I make this shit look so damn easy

Dre, iced out chain
Errbody know I got 5 on my plate
Everywhere I go, bitch I rhyme to the eighth
2011, bugatti without no brakes yeah

And I came in hard
4 ice chains in that clean white car
Young Soulja Boy, I done swag so clean
8 ice chains sitting in my limousine

 

[fox69]

"Hey Cutie"
(feat. Trey Songz)

"Hey Cutie"
(feat. Trey Songz)



[Intro]
"Ooooh, Yonny!"
Soulja Boy TellEm

[Soulja Boy]
When I get you to that bed, me and you gon' turn up
Just like that candlelight, me and you gon' burn up
I'm on fire (fire) she get higher (higher)
Hey cutie (hey cutie) go on let me wife ya (go on let me wife ya)
I'm in the club (the club) you know it's goin down (down)
Shawty, she so bomb (bomb) baddest in town (in town)
Baddest around (around) and we can go down, down, down, dowwwn
Soulja

[Chorus: Trey Songz]
Hey cutie (whattup) hey cutie (whattup)
Hey cutie, I just wanna holla
Hey cutie (whattup) hey cutie (whattup)
Hey cutie, I just wanna holla
And if you know you lookin good baby smile - baby smile
Cause you ain't have nuttin that good in a while
And I got it so hey cutie (whattup) hey cutie (whattup)
Hey cutie, I just wanna holla

[Soulja Boy]
Me and you alone in my mansion poppin bottles
Hey cutie - I just wanna holla
I just wanna change yo' life, and show you show some thangs
that you have never seen and take you to places you never been
befo', yeah here we go
Lay you on the flo', bottles of the Mo'
Go on lock the do' (yeah) yeah it's goin down
Like I said befo' (yeah) yeah it's goin down
Lay you on your back (yeah) flat on your back (yeah)
Just like that while you rub my sixpack
I say baby you so fine (fine) I swear that you a dime (dime)
I swear you on my mind, all the time
All the - DJ press rewind - yeah Soulja

[Chorus]

[Trey Songz]
Hold up hold up hold up - baby where you came from?
And if you gotta man, please tell me that he ain't come
And if he is, I'll give her you know
I'll finish where he left off, you can tell him F OFF!
Truly; your beauty won't let my eyes look away
Girl, you and your booty can come and ride me away
And if you know that you the best
lookin woman in the club say whassup (say whassup)

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Hey You There"

"Hey You There"


Hey you there [x7]
I see you ova there
I see you everywhere
Come and sit right here

Hey how are you doing?
We could go see a movie
Heard you were a groupie
Jus call me next tuesday

Hey you there [x7]
I see you over there
I want you to come here
Sit down

Hey I seen you yesterday
You didn't even wave
That's why I had to say hey, hey, hey GOODBYE

You think this is funny
I think your a dummy
I have alotta money
So hey hey hey hey

Hey you there
Please her and lease her
Hey s-cc-cc- daddle
Heard you like to travel
So why won't you come her and light my (what?)
Hey you there [x3] (what you want)
Please her an lease her

Heard you like this music
Like the way I do it
Like to move it [x3]

This right here is my theme song
I bet it is your ringtone
I farted and it smelt (nasty nasty)
Like a stink bomb
Hey you there [x4] (what?)

Please her and lease her

Hey you there
Come here
I want you to come here

Please her and lease her

Hey I know you want to get me
I heard you want to lick me
My body is so sticky (nasty nasty)
Hey you there
I see you over there
I want you to come here
Please her and lease her

Chigga chigga

Hey there, Hey you there

Hey I see you over there
Please her an lease her

Hey... NO

Hey you there

Are you soulja boy?
Hey you there (what? what?)
Goodbye Goodbye

 

[fox69]

"Hold You Down"
(feat. Snoop Dogg)

"Hold You Down"
(feat. Snoop Dogg)



[Chorus:]
Let me hold you down
Down

Uugh uugh
Aye girl why you with that dress tonight?
I swear to god it got you looking right (swag)
It's not a problem I can spend tonight
It's up too you I can make fly tonight (swag)
I did you wrong but we can make it right
Don't be scared babe I don't bite
I call you babe just to be polite
And if you tell me yes then it's a green light
I kiss your body and lick you with ice
I perform you with no stage fright
You say you love me and it's all right
I love you to from the first side (baby)
My tongue in your mouth like a cavity (aye)
Baby hold me down like gravity (aye)
One way together it's a masterpiece
But one way apart it's a tragedy soulja!

[Chorus:]
Let me hold you down
Down

Babygirl she said she just graduated from veags
Privat jet to orlando and let us see my ankles
She used to be here's but I had to take her
Now we portside watchin him he played the lakers
Whenever goes up (up) must go down (down)
That's why we in the situation that we here now
Meet me at the alter girl in your wedding gown
You can be my queen come and get your crown
Let's turn orlando, georgia into a ghosttown
Just me and you standing on the roof
Looking in your eyes telling you now bout the truth
We got a lot of girfriends but they ain't true
They can't play apart or they can't fitt your shoe
You heard rumors about me but they ain't true
I run my fingers trough your hair just like shampoo
I take your first name and go get a tattoo

[Chorus:]
Let me hold you down
Down

 

[fox69]

"Hop Out"
(from "Foreign" mixtape)

"Hop Out"
(from "Foreign" mixtape)



I pull up, hop out
Pull up, hop out

[Verse 1:]
I say you ain't never seen a nigga this clean
You ain't never seen a swag so mean, I got Truey on my jeans
100K, you know what I mean
I be posted on the scene sippin lean
I'm rollin up my green
Me and my team, we supreme
We take your girlfriend and we hit er from the back, she a dream
Soulja Boy tell I'm on my pow, I'm on the block pop er out
So your bitch brought a fat uh uh
I get buggy on the dance floor
AK-47, make a fuck nigga lay low
They ask me why my pants sagging?
50K in my Robin jeans, nigga what's happenin?

I pull up, I hop out
I pull up, I hop out
I said I pull up, I hop out
I pull up, I hop out

[Verse 2:]
I said bitch what it do?
In the strip club posted with my crew
It's bottles over there and it's bottles over here
Me and my niggas winnin every year
You and yo niggas broke all the time
Me and my niggas stuntin all the time
Guap on deck, all at a time
All them bitches wanna see a nigga shine
I say I pull up, I'm too fresh
I got 100K slidin on my neck
Louie V case, Louie V lens
Gucci on my face, damn I went in

I just pull up and hop out
I just pull up and hop out

I pull up, I hop out
I pull up, I hop out
Shut the fuck up!
Shut the fuck up!

 

[fox69]

"HUSLT"

"HUSLT"



Blowing on this dope, blowing on this dope
Blowing on this dope, blowing on this dope
Blowing on this dope, blowing on this dope
Blowing on this dope, blowing on this dope
Soulja, cash, swag, swag, Soulja, cash, swag, swag
Soulja, cash, swag, swag, Soulja, cash, swag, swag

Flex 9 50, flex 9 50
Catch me in the club in a dark white Bentley
All white Bentley, got a fucking send me
I'm so swagged out, splash and get with me
Ocean gang, Soulja bang, in this thang,
Golden chain, diamond ring, I do my thing
Hustle hard, I'm the king
Pretty boy swag, damn I got tags,
Pull up in a jag, got a black flag
Yes she on the molly, yes she on the molly
Yes she on the molly, yes she on the molly
Ocean gang, Soulja bang
I'm in this thang, I'm in this thang
Soulja, cash, swag, Soulja, cash, swag,
Soulja, cash, swag, Soulja, cash

I'm splashing out, I'm cashing out
Al way to the bank, all way to the vault
Gold bricks, 30 licks, took trips, did hits
Money and I ain't with it, some action
Got a bitch, this my passion
Smoking on this kush got me hoppin, whoa
I be rolling loud, they can't stand me

Ocean gang, Soulja bang
Soulja cash, I got lots of swag
I got lot of fans, I got lots of grams
Man I keep a bad girl, man you know it man
I blow it man, and I'm holy man
A hunned racks, watch me do my dance
Got a bad girl, said she want it,
Yes she want this, yes she want it
Her legs open, while I'm smoking, and I'm choking
Where the coke man? Where the pulp man?
We potent, we smoking and we rolling
Drinking, drinking, smoking, rolling
Young nigga, own thay block
Man I'm in the club, I got it going on
These youngin flexin shit, a hunned K and show me love

Ocean gang, Soulja bang
Ocean gang, Soulja bang,
Pretty boy mob got your girl on the job
And you know bout the Dre, kill these hoes, that's my job
Got them whole thangs, everyday
Smoking on this loud, Mary Jane.

 

[fox69]

"Hustlin'"

"Hustlin'"


[Intro]
Turn up, boi
It's engineer,Versace on my neck man
Aye
Rich Gang (Soulja)
Rich Gang (What you doing Soulja?)
Let's get it (Soulja)
Where you at it with it? (Rich Gang)

[Hook]
My Nigga I be hustling, hustling, hustling
My Nigga I be hustling, hustling, hustling
Got money in my pocket, pocket, pocket
Got bandz in my pocket, pocket, pocket
My Nigga I be hustling, hustling, hustling
Got money in my pocket, pocket, pocket
Got bandz in my pocket, pocket, pocket
My Nigga I be

[Verse 1]
Hustling!
Got money in my pocket
I been took off
Just like a rocket
I got 100 bandz stuffed in my Robbins
I'm in a Bugatti
I don't move sloppy
With a whip with my wrist
Your bitch jock me
Hop up out the Phantom and the paparazzi snap me
I got bricks underneath the fucking mattress
I got bricks, AK make you do a backflip
My Nigga I be trapping, trapping, packing
Whipping and flipping them chickens (them chickens)
Buggati no expedition
Pushing it to the limit
All my niggas, we running the dope
We running the shit like we sprinting

[Hook:]
My Nigga I be hustling, hustling, hustling
My Nigga I be hustling, hustling, hustling
Got money in my pocket, pocket, pocket
Got bandz in my pocket, pocket, pocket
My Nigga I be hustling, hustling, hustling
Got money in my pocket, pocket, pocket
Got bandz in my pocket, pocket, pocket
My Nigga I be hustling

[Verse 2:]
You already know
Fendi Ferragamo
When I'm shaking down the store
What up with my wrist?
900, Tony Hawk
Walk inside the Louie store, and everything I bought
100 bricks and chickens and they sitting in my vault
I am King Soulja, Nigga what the fuck you thought
He thought he was on but Nigga you gone fell off
Pull up in that Rick Ross
Smoking like a boss
I been chopped the block off, the block off
Lil Dre will get you knocked out,knocked off,knocked off
I flex up in the U-haul chickens in the back though
Ride up in that Maybach, killers will kick your back door

[Hook:]
My Nigga I be hustling, hustling, hustling
My Nigga I be hustling, hustling, hustling
Got money in my pocket, pocket, pocket
Got bandz in my pocket, pocket, pocket
My Nigga I be hustling, hustling, hustling
Got money in my pocket, pocket, pocket
Got bandz in my pocket, pocket, pocket
My Nigga I be hustling!

 

[fox69]

"I Be High"

"I Be High"


[Intro:]
Soulja
2 gunz up in the air (Soulja)
Who, Soulja
Got a bad bitch, too much bacon on er
Word up
I be stuntin on you broke boys
I be flexin on them broke boys, Soulja (SOD)
Got 100 million on them broke boys
That nigga too dizzy

[Hook 1:]
Rich Gang, Soulja Boy, damn I be high
Put a bullet in yo eye, throwin money to the sky (goddamn)
Rich Gang, Soulja Boy, damn I be high
Throwin money to the sky, put a bullet in yo eye (damn)
Rich Gang, Soulja Boy, damn I be high
Put a bullet in yo eye, throwin money to the sky (goddamn)
Rich Gang, Soulja Boy, damn I be high
Put a bullet in yo eye, throwin money to the sky (let's go)

[Verse 1:]
Rich Gang, Soulja Boy, damn I be high (tweakin)
Flexin with them bricks, bitch niggas know I'm high (geekin)
Catch me in the club, I'm throwin money to the sky
Catch me at Secret Sundays, throwin money to the sky (secret)
Rich Gang, Soulja Boy, love to hit licks (let's get rich)
Rich Gang, Soulja Boy be ridin with them bricks (yea)
Rich Gang, Soulja Boy, love takin pics (take off)
Rich Gang, Soulja Boy, love makin hits (Rich Gang)
Catch me overseas cause I love takin trips (okay)
24 bricks cause I make my money flip (okay)
A thousand and 8 grams – that's a whole key of lick (teakin)
Soulja Boy fo real, all I do is make hits

[Hook 2:]
Rich Gang, Soulja Boy, damn I be high
Put a bullet in yo eye, throwin money to the sky (goddamn)
Rich Gang, Soulja Boy, damn I be high (tweakin)
Put a bullet in yo eye, throwin money to the sky (tweakin)
Rich Gang, Soulja Boy, damn I be high
Put a bullet in yo eye, throwin money to the sky (goddamn)
Rich Gang, Soulja Boy, damn I be high (take off)
Put a bullet in yo eye, throwin money to the sky (take off)

[Verse 2:]
Birdman touch down, it's Rich Gang mob (bricks)
Ridin through, ice cream paint job (flex)
Word around town, middle finger to the ops
Word around town, pulled off on a cup
Smashin down the highway, you know that Soulja do it (I'm swerving)
100K in cash, you know Rich Gang threw it (take off)
500 M's, put yo body in the ditch (damn)
SOD, Rich Gang, Costra Nostra bitch (bam)
Flexin through my city and I just hit a lick
Sippin lean on my check, Cuban link flex
Cuban link on my neck and it need a green card
I got so much money, pull up with 10 bars (goddamn)

[Hook 2:]
Rich Gang, Soulja Boy, damn I be high
Put a bullet in yo eye, throwin money to the sky (damn)
Rich Gang, Soulja Boy, damn I be high
Throwin money to the sky, put a bullet in yo eye (goddamn)
Rich Gang, Soulja Boy, damn I be high (tweakin)
Rich Gang, Soulja Boy, damn I be high (tweakin)
Rich Gang, Soulja Boy, damn I be high
Put a bullet in yo eye, throwin money to the sky (goddamn)

[Outro:]
Tweakin!
Workin, workin
Straight drop
Flexin, tweakin, damn
Killin it, goddamn
Soulja Soulja Soulja
Rich Gang, Soulja Boy, damn I be high (goddamn)
Foreign Foreign Foreign
Take off
Tweakin, tweakin