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1 milli - soulja boy lyrics

[intro]
got*got [?] brand new sh*t
yeah
i walk in the club, a hunnid thousand dollars on my neck, and a box full of, case full of money
aight, feel me?

[verse]
a hunnid mil’ on the d*mn flo’, if you don’t know, i’ma let you know
i’ma show you straight how this sh*t go, you a p*ssy n*gga, you a f*ckin’ ho
you don’t really want to show my opponent, i’ma opp a n*gga, guillotine
i’m in between yo’ main squeeze, yo’ main squeeze ain’t make*believe
ain’t a f*ckin’ dream, reality, twenty five to the ‘calities
lil’ dre, i do this sh*t, real sh*t
don’t make me make a tragedy come
’cause lately, i’ve been feelin’ like the one, so
earth top, n*gga, i’ma swag in a porsche, b*tch
foreign cars, n*ggas, you knowin’ i’m on more sh*t
yeah, i’m on that nеw sh*t, on that polo horse sh*t
on that polo horse pajama, when i swеrve in my whips, b*tch
got my face tatted, so you know i’m savage
and i’m ridin’ black, so you know i’m savage
and i’m ridin’ paint, so you know i’m savage
and i’m sippin’ drank, so you know i’m savage
you know i’m savage, you know i’m savage
n*ggas know around about the block, and i let ’em have it
you know i’m savage, you know i’m savage
ask around me, any f*ckin’ block, they’ll say i’m savage
soulja boy go*go hard, real talk
and you fake n*ggas, you b*tch n*ggas, split yo’ cantaloupe, i’m a sick n*gga, no antidote
you was talkin’ sh*t, you will get fought, slugs through yo’ face, ho
don’t give a f*ck about sh*t, my eyes through the peephole
it’s good over evil, i tell a b*tch to keep a ho
soulja tell ’em, i do this, then i hit her wit’ long strokes
it’s off top wit’ the .44, n*gga, you don’t want beef wit’ me
it’s history, that’s the end of you, n*gga talkin’, what it do?
what it be? you a f*ckin’ b*tch, push your ass up off the cliff
reminisce ’bout the old days, when i throw back wit’ the throwaway
soulja tell ’em, i had to wait, had this sh*t on lock
n*gga, you a sidekick, you slide, it’s .45 when i ride
[outro]
this right here for the real ass n*ggas
for the real ass n*ggas
man, i know you n*ggas on the block gettin’ money
on the block gettin’ money
grind, grind, grind, work
grind, grind, grind, work
grind, grind, grind, work
grind, grind, grind, work
grind, grind, grind, work
grind, grind, grind, work
grind, grind, grind, work
grind, grind, grind, work

- soulja boy lyrics

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