Soulja Boy

[fox69]

"In My Zone"

"In My Zone"



Ok, ok, ok
I be on my phone
I be in the club
I be in my zone
I be in my zone
I be on my phone
Flexin' in the club
And I'm ridin' on chrome
I be in my zone

I be on, flexin' in my zone
He said he got 20 bricks, tell him to come on
Yeah, hear this, dog, I be on my phone
Driving dirty, rollin' on a swish, I gotta zone
You know 'bout lil' Soulja, he be flexin'
On his phone, drop top, young and reckless
Your girlfriend riding in my Lexus
Young Dre, 50k, say he's not done
I got that Plato, falling down my pocket
Hermes belt with a Louis wallet
It's nothing, we stuntin'
Everybody know Dre getting money

I be on, I be on my phone
Catch me in the club and I be in my zone
I be in my zone
I be on my phone, ridin' through the hood
And I'm flexin' on chrome
I be in my zone

What's going on? Soulja Boy on
If he got 30 bricks tell him hear my phone
I done hit 30 licks now I'm in my zone
Tattoos on my neck, brought a million now I'm on
We can cash, we be hittin' the gas
We be on that lawn, leave them suckers in the past
I be turned up, turned up to the max
Step inside the club, I'm ordering 50 bottles max
Put it on my card, this is not a floch
Fuck her 9 to 5, Soulja don't do day jobs
Cashed up on deck, man, we do this all the time
Stacks on deck, boy, stay up on your A

I be on, I be on my phone
I be in the club and I be up in my zone, flexin'
Yeah, I'm in my zone, flexin'
I be on, I be on my phone
Driving dirty, riding on chrome
I be in my zone, racks I'm on
I be in my zone

Got a new home, blowing only strong
Walk inside the Louis store, everything I own
Kush is my cologne, walking here I'm boss
Here ice chain, everything on froze
I customize my stones, I'm stunting in my zone
Your girlfriend keep blowing up the Soulja phone
She won't leave me alone, she want the doggie bone
I go so hard, tell all haters to get going
Yeah, I'm a blow, this is not a joke
A hunnid K in Franklins later crossed the floor
You a hoe, I put that on the phone
Catch me in my city and I'll screw, screw gone

I be in my zone
Catch me in the club and I'm flexin'
Flexin', flexin', flexin'
Flexin', flexin', flexin'
I be on, I be in my zone
Catch me in the club and I'm flexin'
Flexin', flexin', flexin'
Flexin', flexin', flexin'
Come on
On my phone, my zone

 

[fox69]

"Inked Up"

"Inked Up"


Inked Tatted
Inked Tatted
I'm inked up I'm tatted (tatted) [4x]
Inked tatted (tatted) [4x]

I'm tatted on my arm
It's a portrait on my neck
When I take my shirt off ya girl pussy get so wet
And my favorite color green cuhz I'm all about paper clean white beater lime green chuck tailors
Let it be known that I will x rate her
So many tattoos my arms inked in layers

I'm inked up I'm tatted (tatted)
Inked tatted (tatted) [4x]

Step inside the club
She want the oj with the vodka
I made her pay for it cuhz my swag is super proper
I'm so icy as beezy
I make it look easy
This girl so boss
She trace my tattoos with her tongue uhhh

I'm inked up I'm tatted (tatted) [4x]
Inked tatted (tatted) [4x]

Yo bitch my hotel
Said ink my whole body I was for real
Now I get in whole sell
Say I cant get a job nigga owell
Im smoking weed relaxin
Inked up like the checks I'm cashing
Whole neck tatted up chest blasting
With a bad bitch blowing trees up
(I'm inked up I'm tattaed)
Couple goons that will let a nigga have it
Take game and they gang in a casket
Infact you aint even gotta ask
Bitch
Yeah

Inked Tatted
I'm inked up I'm tatted (tatted)
Inked tatted (tatted) [4x]
Inked Tatted
I'm inked up I'm tatted (tatted)
Inked tatted (tatted) [4x]

 

[fox69]

"Intro"

"Intro"



I made up my mind and I am on a mission
I wake up and get it, millions to be specific

Don't follow the guideline, got girls on my timeline
I grind like it's primetime, it's Soulja, I'm doin fine
I must let you have it, the AK I blast it
I'm livin so savage, I rap like it's magic
You fake like it's plastic, my swag is fantastic
Yo lake is the placid, Lil Dre – he do magic
I come with the AK, we blastin, you halved it
Tips make yo past tense, RIP bad bitch
Young Dre spit shit, off the top I'm filthy rich
30k and 60k – that's 90k you bitch
Don't forget what I told you
I pull up in a Gati and it's followed by a old school
Schout out to them niggas that been getting to the money
When I wake up in the morning I be thinkin bout the money

This what I do dog, I drop off the roof dog
Red beam on yo nose so we nickname you Rudolf
AKA truth dawg, Soulja Boy too dog
The new dog never ever pull up like you dawg

You know that I get this, be cold like it's Christmas
AK, we shoot this, til this shit empty
I smoke like a chimney, my young niggas feel me
AK 47, trains they can't kill me
Trace my fingers dog, you see that I'm stackin
Thumbing through that check like a motherfuckin stack bitch
Young Dre pull up to the block, that's a hat bitch
Trap out the bando and trap out the condo
Hop off the jet and I land in Toronto
Might call OVO, I hit the studios
Swag up on supreme, Soulja Boy the damn king
All you niggas can't fuck with me, I'm on a block looking lovably

The 9 make you backflip
I did these full album mixtapes in datpiff
I am that piff, that nigga I will pull that trigger
Put kush in my swisha, the flow I deliver
Your body in river, diamonds on neck, so cold it make me shiver
SOD gang man, we is the topic
Trending like topic, water like faucet
AK, I pop it, the bodies be droppin
I'm a train the topic and my name is flame man
This ain't no gang mane, this is no joke dog
We getting money, don't know words you spoke of

And this for the damn club, nigga fuck yo mean mug
Shout out CP dub, SB got the plug
Pull up with the mud, don't get yo nose plugged
Don't get yo house and yo car fuckin shot up
Nigga we pop up
We got more money than the money
Pop up, money a product
Money the topic, got money on my noggin
I be getting cash man, Soulja Boy a problem
Tell me what's a goon to a motherfuckin goblin
Ridin in that Gati, feelin like the one
Holdin on my gun, man I do this shit for fun
S Beezy, every mixtape is number 1

These niggas throw my swag but it really don't matter
I'm chillin in a million dollar mansion
Everybody lookin at me and my diamonds dancing
Bitches say I'm handsome, came out Atlanta
Sippin dirty filter, bitch I'm the answer
Bitch I'm the truth, throwin money out the roof

 

[fox69]

"Is U Ready"

"Is U Ready"


[Intro:]
Yuh
Yea
Foreign
Foreign, Foreing
Foreign 2
Soulja Soulja Soulja

[Verse 1:]
Countin money (Countin money)
Smoking loud (Smoking loud)
Ridin foreign (Ridin foreign)
Countin loud (got that loud)
Got packs (I got packs)
Got sacks (I got sacks)
I got bands (I got bands)
I got Fetty (I got Fetty)

[Bridge:]
Is you ready? (is you ready?)
Is you ready? (is you ready?)
Is you ready? (nah)
Is you ready? (yuh)
Is you ready? (Soulja)
Is you ready? (is you ready?)
Is you ready? (is you ready?)
Is you ready?

[Hook:]
I'm steppin out, I'm steppin out
It's a movie, it's a movie
Versace around me, paparazzi surround me
Brand new Maserati,
I don't even drive it (nah)
Ain't got no mollies, I don't need no stylist

[Verse 2:]
Damn Soulja whilin, I'm on the red carpet
Is you ready? Is you ready?
To get it started
I'm on the magazines (let's go)
I'm on the Foreign tour (let's go)
I'm on my tour bus (let's go)
I ride in nothing but couture (okay)
I ride customs (customs)
Red bottom kicks (red bottom kicks)
I love foreign shit (I love foreign shit)
I love expensive things (I love expensive things)
I let er do the dash, I got a straight smash
I rather put my pedal to the metal
While I'm blowin gas (turn up)

[Bridge:]
Is you ready? (is you ready?)
Is you ready? (is you ready?)
Is you ready? (is you ready?)
Is you ready? (is you ready?)
Is you ready? (is you ready?)
Is you ready? (is you ready?)
Is you ready? (is you ready?)
Is you ready? (is you ready?)

[Hook:]
I'm steppin out (I'm steppin out)
It's a movie scene (It's a movie scene)
Versace all around me, paparazzi all around me
Got a new Maserati, I don't even drive it
It ain't got no mollies, I don't need no stylist

[Verse 3:]
I'm spazzin out (I'm spazzin out)
I'm at the waffle house in the Mercedes
And the vibs all in my pocket, I got bricks on me
I got a lick on me, 'cause I'm a walkin lick
Yea I'm a meal ticket (juice up)
I take expensive trips
60 racks for my whole crew
Damn, you don't do the dash, I pull up
We spazzin out, it's a movie, bring yo camera
Soulja Boy got money, Soulja Boy be stuntin
Ain't nothing funny,
I'm a get cash, I'm a get moody
Jeweler, Slick Rick DeRulo

[Bridge:]
Is you ready? (is you ready?)
Is you ready? (is you ready?)
Is you ready?
Is you ready?
Turn up
Is you ready? (is you ready?)
Is you ready? (is you ready?)
Is you ready?
Is you ready?

[Hook:]
I'm steppin out (I'm steppin out)
It's a movie scene (It's a movie scene)
Versace all around me, paparazzi all around me
Got a new Maserati, I don't even drive it
It ain't got no mollies, I don't need no stylist

[Bridge:]
Is you ready? (is you ready?)
Is you ready? (is you ready?)
Is you ready?
Is you ready?
Turn up
Is you ready? Turn up (is you ready?) turn up
Is you ready? Turn up (is you ready?)

[Outro:]
Foreign
Foreign
It's a movie scene, Versace all around me
Paparazzi all around me
Soulja, turn up
Is you ready?
Is you ready?
HAM, HAM, turn up
Turn up
Turn up
Juice, we smoking Soulja
We smoking Soulja
We takin over
Turn up
Is you ready? No
Is you ready? No
Let's go
Gone, gone
Foreign 2
100 bands, it's a movie scene

 

[fox69]

"It's Cool"

"It's Cool"



I’m in the studio rolling a blunt
Yea
Soulja

I got gold on my neck and it’s cool
It’s cool, it’s cool
I call my jeweler, get new jewels
New jewels, new jewels
And in the streets, they know it, I’m that dude
That dude, that dude
I hit the mall and I get new shoes
New shoes, new shoes

I said you know I’m flyer than the plane
Everybody in the hood know my name
I hit the block and I flip murk
On top, scoop skirt
I do work, I do numbers
And I trap, I swear that we buggin
Yea yea, we buggin, you niggas tweakin
On that Goofy shit for no reason
Ain’t no trees man, sippin lean man
And I’m high, feelin like I’m in a dream man
Rolex’s on my wrist
And yo bitch is on my dick

I got gold on my neck and it’s cool
It’s cool, it’s cool
I call my jeweler, get new jewels
New jewels, new jewels
And in the streets, they know it, I’m that dude
That dude, that dude
I hit the mall and I get new shoes
New shoes, new shoes

I said every day I be high
A million dollars on me, no lie
I rock that bottle of our supply
I’m French, these haters know why
I got kak and I got kick stand
You rappers sinking quick, just like some quick sand
I got them big bands, I got a lot of grams
You know that I’m the man
Spinning round in a circle like a ceiling fan

I got gold on my neck and it’s cool
It’s cool, it’s cool
I call my jeweler, get new jewels
New jewels, new jewels
And in the streets, they know it, I’m that dude
That dude, that dude
I hit the mall and I get new shoes
New shoes, new shoes

 

[fox69]

"Jackie Chan"

"Jackie Chan"


[Intro:]
Yea yea
Soulja
Woa woa
Woa woa
Aye! What's happenin?
You already know man
Everybody turn up!
Let's go
Yea damn Jackie Chan

[Hook: x2]
Kill shit like Jackie Chan, Kill shit like Jackie Chan
Kill shit like Jackie Chan, Kill shit like Jackie Chan
Kill shit like Jackie Chan, Kill shit like Jackie Chan
Kill shit like Jackie Chan, Kill shit like Jackie Chan

[Verse 1:]
Man they say I'm kickin shit like Jackie Chan
In the club and I'm smoking Mary Jane
Chains on my neck and they know my name
Rep what I claim, that's that money game
Turn up, see I be swaggin hard, ain't no one like me
I can cook the dope with no recipe
If you ask about soldiers, they ain't know my name
I be hustling hard, I do it for the fame
Took the rap game and I made it bump
If you come to west side that's my zone 1
Everybody know me be turnin up
Whole lot of kush we be burnin up
Kill shit like Jackie Chan, Kill shit like Jackie Chan
I got a lot of cash, I got a lot of fame
Day that I retire they gon miss me man
Until that day I'm flexin hard with 30 chains
Turn up

[Hook: x2]
Kill shit like Jackie Chan, Kill shit like Jackie Chan
Kill shit like Jackie Chan, Kill shit like Jackie Chan
Kill shit like Jackie Chan, Kill shit like Jackie Chan
Kill shit like Jackie Chan, Kill shit like Jackie Chan

[Verse 2:]
Them niggas got mad when I got some money
Made a million dollars, now they lookin at me funny
Ridin through my hood in a Maserati
When I hop up out that car got snapped by paparazzi
Word around town Soulja De Biasi
Right pocket clean but my little pocket sloppy
I be makin money like iluminati
Fresh airways with tattoos on my body
Your girl look at me, turn up in a party
I be sippin lean, poppin bottles of Baccardi
All the white boys say that I am naughty
My line stay short just like Stevie Harvey
I smoke a lot of dope, roll a lot of molly
Sip a lot of lean, pop a lot of Xanax
All the girls on me, kinda jumps bodies
SOD gang, SOD party

[Hook: x2]
Kill shit like Jackie Chan, Kill shit like Jackie Chan
Kill shit like Jackie Chan, Kill shit like Jackie Chan
Kill shit like Jackie Chan, Kill shit like Jackie Chan
Kill shit like Jackie Chan, Kill shit like Jackie Chan

 

[fox69]

"Japanese"

"Japanese"



Money gang, money
Soulja, Soulja
It's just to know
It's just really how I'm rockin, you know what I mean?
Hunned bands

Young, sippin on codeine
Niggas speak Japanese
30 bricks in a Jeep
100 bands in my jeans
Yea, I sip codeine, promethazine
Niggas speak Japanese (konichiwa)
30 bricks in a Jeep
100k in my jeans

Yea nigga it's Japanese
Kickin shit, sippin lean
Ridin round with my team
Keep that Xan with that lean
Got a 9 with the beam
Turn yo house to a fuckin murder scene
Jumpin like a trampoline
AK 47, yea that be my thing
I'm ridin and I'm on a beam
Got a bad bitch and she stay with me
Nigga do not play with me
'Cus if you play me, nigga you will lay 6 deep (6 feet deep)

Young niggas keep that lean
Ridin round with my team
Yo girl addicted to this dick, yea she a fiend
King Soulja turns yo bitch into a queen

Yea I sip lean
A nigga speak Japanese (konichiwa)
30 keys in the Jeep
100k in my jeans (bands)
Yea niggas sip lean
A nigga speak Japanese
30 bricks in a Jeep
100k in my jeans

Yea, I do this all the time
Was smoking dope, I was on the number 9
I shoot shit up just like number 9
Niggas lookin for me, I ain't hard to find
I keep money on my mind
If you disrespect Soulja then yo ass is mine
I'm flexin, do that all the time
Made 3 mill in one month, that's not my prime
I came straight up out the hood
And I got a big mansion out in Hollywood
Smoke dope, now my life is good
100 M's what I want, let's get that understood
I'm overseas in Dubai
And they already know that Soulja Boy that guy
I'm on the jet, I'm stupid fly
Disrespect lil Soulja, I'll shoot you in your eye

Yea I sip lean (SOD)
30 bricks in a Jeep
Japanese
100 bricks in my jeans (bricks)
Do this shit for my team
Do this shit for my team
Sippin on codeine (lean)
Yea I'm sippin lean (lean)
Do this shit for my team
Do this shit for my team
100 bands in my jeans
Turn up

Just the other day I had to call my plug
Tell that nigga bring me all the fuckin money
Tried to Soulja's, man I shoot shit up
I'm ridin through the hood, those niggas know what's up
SODMG, who the fuck want something with us?
Riding through the hood, 24's inside the truck
Rolex on my wrist, that cost bout 25
Shoot shit up all the time like dead or alive

DOA on the site from these fuckin traps
I could rap my life, everything is rap
Everything to rap if a nigga try to snap
Off the river, AK'll leave you handicapped
True religion jeans, I'm still rockin it
SODMG the team, it ain't no stopping it
As I look around, see so many copycats
What is up with that? What the fuck is up with that?

Sippin on codeine (purple)
Niggas speak Japanese (konichiwa)
30 bricks in the Jeep
100 bands in my jeans
Sippin on codeine
And niggas speak Japanese
30 bricks in the Jeep
100 bands in my jeans
Gone

 

[fox69]

"Jordans Gold Chains"
(feat. Paul Allen)

"Jordans Gold Chains"
(feat. Paul Allen)



[Intro:]
I'm a fly young nigga
Ya heard?
I got too much swag
Uh
Uh
Ah
Rich Gang, nigga
Soulja Soulja uh

[Hook:]
Jordans and gold chains
Jordans and gold chains
Jordans and gold chains
Michael Jordan and gold chains
Flyer than a plane, than a plane
I'm higher than a plane, higher than a plane
Jordans and gold chains
Michael Jordan and gold chains

[Verse 1:]
Ring on my finger, that's Versace
Yo main dude copy, the bitch yea she jock me
Hoppin out the 2 seater, 2 cheetahs
I'm too cleaner
Soulja Boy get fresh, don't rock Mitchell and this
I walk inside the Gucci store
They greet me like a king
SOD Rich Gang, yea we do our thing
2 chains, 2 rings like 2 change
Gold Versace and Chanelle shit on me
Ball man in Paris
I'm in New York, swagged out, ball back like Porsche
Lil Dre get money all goddamn day
SOD, Money Gang, Rich Gang in this place

[Hook:]
Jordans and gold chains
Jordans and gold chains
Jordans and gold chains
Michael Jordan and gold chains
Flyer than a plane (Soulja waddup?)
I'm higher than a plane (get that)
Jordans and gold chains
Michael Jordan and gold chains

[Verse 2:]
It's the boy PA, got the Jordans on my feet
Breakin down the kush and put in a suite
The boys stay fly, I'm in a top floor suite
It's the Money Gang, spend 1000 on my sneakers
And nah I'm never cheatin, you hoes know my name
I'm keepin my respect, 2000 on my chain
Me and Soulja Boy, swerving in the Benz
Bread's on my feet, Cartier on my legs

[Hook:]
Jordans and gold chains
Michael Jordan and gold chains
Jordans and gold chains
Michael Jordan and gold chains
Jordans and gold chains
Jordans and gold chains
Jordans and gold chains
Michael Jordan and gold chains

 

[fox69]

"Juice"

"Juice"


Yeah! Money Gang! SOD
You already know what time it is my nigga
Swag up, racks up, cash up, let's go

Soulja got the juice [x3]
Throwin' money out the roof
Soulja got the juice [x3]
When you see me boy salute
Soulja got the juice [x3]
Throwin' money out the roof
Soulja got the juice [x3]
Throwin' money out the roof

SOD simpset, bitch I know you've heard of me
I stay off in the hood, boy I post up 'bout 30 deep
The money out the roof, I'm drop top Bentley coupe
Soulja got the juice, bitch nigga I thought you knew
This a new year and I know that you see me
All this fuckin' money, nigga I be so D'd
In the fuckin' club I'm in the VIP and yo bitch on me
She wanna suck the D, I see (C)
Man I'm so hard, I flex so clean
Drop top Chevy, that's some shit you've never seen
Flexin' so hard like I'm on a magazine
Styrofoam cup filled up with fuckin' lean
Boy I got the juice, birds in the coupe
Flexin' in my hood, throwin' money out the roof
50 goons deep and they all gon' choose
Word around town mane Soulja got the mothafuckin juice!

Soulja got the juice [x3]
Throwin' money out the roof
Soulja got the juice [x3]
When you see me boy salute
Soulja got the juice [x6]
Throwin' money out the roof

Yo girl, I fucked that
The Benz, I swerved that
The police wanna hire me, but they gettin' on my nerves jack,
I just hit a blunt
The boss got a hundred fade, Jimmy IV
Turned down about a hundred stacks
Lil 'Dre you hear me, I'm word around town
The lean and the kush got my body slowing down
I stay off in the trap, with the automatic straps
If you niggas didn't know, the skinny niggas run the map
Lil 'Dre, simpset
Young goon rich niggas
Keep a couple clips for a lil ass bitch nigga
Lil 'Dre, west side deep off in yo fuckin street
SOD money gang PTE we too deep
Call up my nigga and he bout to bring them bands
I stay with lean-codeine so I'm leanin' like kick-stands
Got stacks on top stacks and got tax on top of tax
Lil 'Dre got the juice, bitch I run the fuckin' map

Soulja got the juice [x3]
Throwin' money out the roof
Soulja got the juice [x3]
Throwin' money out the roof
Soulja got the juice [x3]
When you see me boy salute
Soulja got the juice [x3]
Throwin' money out the roof
Soulja got the juice [x3]
Throwin' money out the roof!

 

[fox69]

"Juice"

"Juice"



Young & flexin, get it, Soulja
That nigga lil Kingst, ha

Sushi, sushi, sushi, sushi,
Sushi, sushi, sushi, sushi,
Sushi, sushi, sushi, sushi,
Sushi, sushi, sushi, sushi,

The young Dre way, I'm in it maine
The young Dre way, yeah I'm getting it maine
The young Dre way, I'm in it maine
The young Dre way, yeah I'm getting it maine

Sushi, sushi, sushi, sushi,
Sushi, sushi, sushi, sushi,

Riding down the highway, with your girl
She's a groupie, sushi, sushi
Swimming, swimming, yeah I be wet
Came on the jet, yeah you know I flex
24 flex in my fucking jet
Catch me in my flex, Lil Dre flex
Bitch I'm 22, with some brand new shoes
Got a brand new coup, chickens in the coop
Birds in the zoo, damn I'm the truth
And I got the juice, boy I thought you knew

Sushi, sushi, sushi, sushi,
Sushi, sushi, sushi, sushi,
Sushi, sushi, sushi, sushi,
Sushi, sushi, sushi, sushi,

The young Dre way, I'm in it maine
The young Dre way, yeah I'm getting it maine
The young Dre way, I'm in it maine
The young Dre way, yeah I'm getting it maine

Busting down the block, yeah I got gwap
SOD boys, we got the whole hood hot
Swoop, swoop, swag, swag
Black jag, jet lag
I'm going, going, flowing, flowing
Smoking on that kush, rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling
Yeah I got a check, bitch I'm bout a check
Flexin and finessin

Sushi, sushi, sushi, sushi,
Sushi, sushi, sushi, sushi,
Sushi, sushi, sushi, sushi,
Sushi, sushi, sushi, sushi,

The young Dre way, I'm in it maine
The young Dre way, yeah I'm getting it maine
The young Dre way, I'm in it maine
The young Dre way, yeah I'm getting it maine