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lirik lagu yea yea – soulja boy

[intro]
these b-tch -ss n-gg-s callin my phone
n-gg- i’m getting money n-gg-
yea, that’s right
rich gang, money & swag
that’s right, that’s right
that’s right
that’s right, that’s right
uh uh uh uh
soulja soulja soulja

p-ssy -ss n-gg-, want beef with sb?
pull up to yo block, 30 clips ‘ rip drip
rich gang soulja boy, dance, i be high
middle finger to the sky, i could never tell a lie
oh god, wake up in the morning and i’m high from the
last day
ridin through my hood, kush blunts in the ashtray
soulja boy tell em boy
getting paged all the time
i get paid just to rhyme,
i got money on my mind
when i close my eyes all i see is $ signs
i’m a rich -ss n-gg- but i’m gon get mine
if a n-gg- diss me then i’m gon diss him back
if a n-gg- shoot at me i’mma kill that b-tch
i be flexin so hard i’mma kill this sh-t
soulja got the juice, you can’t feel this sh-t
real -ss n-gg- got gucci on my face
i would never give a f-ck cuz i stay catch a case
ridin through the hood, i feel like i’m on probation
sbz, i should go play for the lakers
word around town, soulja boy don’t drink no chasers
b-tch i drink it straight, all about my cake
n-gg- real as h-ll cuz these other n-gg-s fake let’s go
disrespect dre ‘ i’ll put yo body in the lake
ridin through the hood and i’m sittin on 28’s soulja
cake cake cake, i want that cake cake cake yea yea

word around town soulja boy keep a 30
flexin through the hood, ridin on kobe bryant’s jersey
yea ye
yall n-gg- don’t want no beef yea yea
yall n-gg- don’t want no beef hah
soulja boy tell em, n-gg- keep a 30
i be ridin through the hood on kobe bryant’s jersey yea
yea
yall n-gg- don’t want no beef yea yea
yall n-gg- don’t want no beef hah

boy i swear to god i got a ak-47 drip
shoot you in yo face, send yo f-ckin soul to heaven
drip
flexin through the hood, whip out 30 mack11’s
call my pyrule n-gg-s, on bloods we gon get em
flexin through my hood and you know i got the recipe
soulja boy tell em, b-tch my earrings cost a quarter
key
sbz, i’m in the kicthen, i ain’t cookin bricks
water whip the bentley and my sh-t sittin on 26
ice kill, codeine, lean, i’m flexin, you see me n-gg-
break the bake with 50k, soulja boy i make a movie
godd-mn, why you pull up with mo clips in that uzzi
n-gg- try to sue me cuz i’m flexin n-gg- gloomy
i just get so much money, n-gg- think they talk to dre
i be flexin so many n-gg-s, every day i get cake
i got a million dollars n-gg-, i’ll put it in yo face
swear to god on my soul, i know these p-ssy n-gg-s fake
let’s go

word around town soulja boy keep a 30
ridin through the hood, on kobe bryant’s jersey yea yea
yall n-gg- don’t want no beef yea yea
yall n-gg- don’t want no beef yea
soulja boy tell em, n-gg- keep a 30
ridin through the hood on kobe bryant’s jersey yea yea
yall n-gg- don’t want no beef yea yea
yall n-gg- don’t want no beef.

- soulja boy

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