"Mr. Miyagi"


[Intro:]
Whip whip whip whip
Whip whip whip whip
Whip whip whip

[Verse 1:]
Standin in the kitchen and I'm whippin up my wrist
Tattoos on my neck, tattoos on my chest
Ridin through the hood and I feel like I'm the best
My plug hit my phone and he bout to bring the rest
Ridin in the hood and you know that I finesse
Forgiato rims so you know a nigga flex
Bad yellow bone bitch, she say she want Soulja Boy
Ridin in that Rover boy, with that baking soda boy
Everybody know that SB gon cash out everything
Spend inside the mall and my jeweler give me every chain
Every ring, everything, Versace on my chain
I be getting that snow, every night you know I make it rain

[Hook: x2]
Mr Miyagi, Mr Miyagi, Mr Miyagi (wax on, wax off)
Mr Miyagi, Mr Miyagi, Mr Miyagi (wax on, wax off)
Mr Miyagi, Mr Miyagi, Mr Miyagi (wax on, wax off)
Mr Miyagi, Mr Miyagi, Mr Miyagi (wax on, wax off)

[Verse 2:]
Call up my plug, tell em bring me that lean
I be promethazinin and I'm leanin on codeine
All these activist bricks, you really watchin me?
Niggas watchin me but I be steady flickin
I be steady juggin shit, I get everything for free
Millionaire status even when I'm in the street
Diamond chain on my neck that cost me 30 keys
Young Dre, I got bitches all overseas

"Mucho Guapo Pronto"


Soulja, check out my neck
Look at my watch yeah
Soulja, king Soulja
I got all this money, all this money
Lets go

[Hook:]
Mucho Guapo pronto, Mucho Guapo pronto
Mucho Guapo pronto, Mucho Guapo pronto
Hunnids' to my back, hunnid' tickets this is nachos
Hunnid's in the front, cheese that is grumpy
Mucho Guapo pronto, Mucho Guapo pronto
Mucho Guapo pronto, Mucho Guapo pronto
Hunnids to my back, hunnids to my face

I just bought a chopper, Mucho Bullets pronto
I just fucked a doctor, they ain't mad at me though
I get number gwap, Mucho Guapo Pronto
Pull up on your block, and my shooters unload
Pharoahe pharoahe [?], bitches by the tumblr
Running like a NFL, and I run from em
Shooters on the 'parell, from here and san diego
Tear it down with the pack then I'm making pesos
Touch down with the ratchnet now they nigga fake though
Mucho guapo pronto, bad bitch tolonto
I was in Brazil some of marijuana from her
Running with that sac I can get it crushed apart

[Hook]

Mucho guapo pronto, I'm the boss head honto
Walking to their house, all you see is nothing but hunnid's though
30 with extendos, play you like nintendo
I finesse em out the check blow em like a window
AK-47's with alot of clips
Riding around in the jet and I see nasty hoes
I got hunnid's to my left and hunnid's to my right
I got lean on lean I'm pouring up much money
Mucho guapo pronto, mucho leaning nachos
I got extra tropic pouring trees on my taco
Ak soulja guapo, money in my pockets
Take it off on a jet like its all rocky
In the air I finesse money out your pockets
Mucho boy stop, you ain't got it locked
Riding round on a 'jane know I got it
Bang bang fire flame mucho guapo

[Hook]

"Murder"
(feat. Trav)



[Intro:]
Rich Gang!
Cash
Billionaires, loyalty, family
That's what we believe in, you know wuh I mean?
I never turn on my team
Killin niggas
That nigga too dizzy!

[Hook 1:]
Man fuck these niggas (fuck em!)
Cause I got that gwap (gwap)
Big ass mansion (mansion)
Call me non-stop (stop)
A kilo – that's a thousand and 8 grams
Soulja Boy tell em, he been going HAM
I been killin niggas – murder, murder
I been murkin niggas – murder, murder (damn)
I been killin shit - murder, murder (damn)
I been murkin niggas – murder, murder

[Verse 1:]
One ounce, 28 grams
16 ounce – that's a pound of ham (leggo)
Yuh, lean with Xanax
Yuh, I'll murk yo man (damn)
Lean like kick stand (damn)
30K fo a brick (bam bam)
A key for a lick (lick)
Man, I might take a trip (a trip)
Soulja Boy got the zips (zips)
Think about it, make it flip (it flip)
AK-47 (damn)
Yea, that'll make you flip
Aye, I'm overseas
That 30 is on my hip
I swear to God I won't slip
The police call them niggas dip (take off)
I'm SB, I'm big boss
I'm GD, I'm Rich Gang
I'm OG, tatted in my face
I'm swagged up, out the frame
I'm outta space, took a case
I be the case, niggas hatin
They really fake, I hit the block with a 38
What's really happenin?
All my niggas savage
All my niggas trappin
Swear to God he'll let you have it
Sosa out, we throwin crazy
38, I whip the baby
Pull up in a 20-13
All black Mercedes

[Hook 2:]
Murder, murder
Murder, murder
Murder, murder
Murder, murder
Murder (yea)
Murder (yea)
Murder (yea)
Murder (damn)
Murder

[Verse 2:]
This the judgment but I got that jug all on my hip
I'm off the purp with that lean
And I'm just thuggin out this bitch
FM with that 30 click, 30-30 riffle
Got bout 30 dirty niggas with me – they gon do what I do
They gon do what I say
Shoot when I say shoot nigga
All I keep is 8's on me
Thick my hunted suit nigga
Point a finger – poof nigga
Pow – David Copperfield
I'll die before I go broke
Don't wanna know how that feels (nah)
Soulja with me
I'm a soldier, champ, a savage nigga (Soulja!)
Run up on you fast, automatic nigga (brap)
The talk tough, they don't want no static nigga (brap)
Bitch made nigga – that's a faggot nigga

[Bridge:]
Murder, murder
Murder, murder
Murder, murder
Murder, murder
Yea

[Hook 3:]
I been killin shit - murder, murder
I been murkin niggas – murder, murder
I been killin shit - murder, murder
I been killin shit - murder, murder

"My City"


[Chorus:]
Welcome to my city, bring you to my city
Let you ride around my city, I can
Show you 'round my city, welcome to my city
Bring you to my city, I can show you round my city
That's my city
Welcome to my city, this my city [x2]
Let you ride around my city
Show you 'round my city, let me bring you to my city
I'm that nigga

[Verse 1:]
We sip lean in my city
We smoke weed in my city, I'm that nigga
I let them dream in my city
You do it big, I do it bigger
I can you bring you to my city, I can show you all the spots
Let you come and kick it
We can post up on my block
I can put you on babe, loud pack the strong way
Zone 1 to zone 3
I can bring you to my city
I can show you double digits, I'm that nigga
Double cup with my swisher
We can take a priceless picture in my city, this my city
Welcome to my city, you gon' love it in my city
Come and kick it with me
Bring you to my city, I can show you how we get it
Welcome to my city

[Chorus:]
Welcome to my city, bring you to my city
Let you ride around my city, I can
Show you 'round my city, welcome to my city
Bring you to my city, I can show you round my city
That's my city
Welcome to my city, this my city [x2]
Let me ride you round my city
Show you 'round my city, let me bring you to my city
I'm that nigga

[Verse 2:]
Bring you to my city, and show you how we rock
Bring you to my city, and have fun all night
And you asking
About where I hang, about where I be at
I be doing my thing, my thing
My Thing
Show you how we ball
Take you to the mall, money stacking tall
Fuck what the bling cost, shawty said she quiet in the club
About to take a ring home
Come and join the team dog
Everyday we ball, like we in a arena
Zan with the lean bruh, shit you never seen bruh
True religion jeans bruh

[Chorus:]
Welcome to my city, bring you to my city
Let you ride around my city, I can
Show you 'round my city, welcome to my city
Bring you to my city, I can show you round my city
That's my city
Welcome to my city, this my city [x2]
Let me ride you 'round my city
Show you 'round my city, let me bring you to my city
I'm that nigga

"My Niggaz"


[Hook:]
Shout out to my niggaz [x8]
We gon' tear this bitch up [x4]
Shout out to my niggaz [x4]

[Verse 1:]
Shout out to my niggaz, shout out to my killers
Got that pistol on me and don't try I pull the trigger
Let a nigga dis me I can't remember, damn
Riding through the hood and it's froze like December
Merry Christmas, I brought the Christmas tree
Rolling up this fucking dope man I'm higher than the streets
Merry Christmas, I brought the kusha tree
Man I'm rolling on this dope it got me higher sixth street
Man I'm riding through some say and er'body know bout me
Shout out to my niggaz, we be getting figures
Bitch you know we killers, nr. 1 drillers
Riding through that hood and gon' feel like a million

[Hook:]
Shout out to my niggaz [x8]
We gon' tear this bitch up [x4]
Shout out to my niggaz [x4]

[Verse 2:]
Shout out to my niggaz that's taking care of their kids
Shout out to my niggaz that know that they the shit
Shout out to my niggaz that don't take no shit from no pigs
Shout out to my niggaz that they ain't never fucking snitched
'Cause I be riding, driving, riding around supplying
Got a layer in my pocket, if I ain't travelling then I'm lying
I be riding, flying, riding around supplying
Got a layer in my pocket, if I ain't travelling then I'm lying
No lie, I'm fly, I bought a pound and got high
I'm riding around in this spaceship seeing niggaz in the sky
You pussy niggaz is broke and all my niggaz is rich
First I shot that nigga and then I fucked his bitch

[Hook:]
Shout out to my niggaz [x8]
We gon' tear this bitch up [x4]
Shout out to my niggaz [x4]

"New Coupes"


[Hook - Soulja Boy:]
Boy I trap hard, flex new coupes
Boy I'm big Soulja, who the fuck is you?
See my trap boys they be on the news
I be cashin' out on designer shoes
Droptop Benz boy new coupe
I'm big Soulja who the fuck is you?
And my trap boys they be on the news
I be cashin' out on designer shoes

[Verse 1 - Soulja Boy:]
Boy I go hard ridin' new coupes
I am King Soulja who the fuck is you?
See my young niggas they be on the news
Saw me up in traffic he ain't know what to do
Had a 30 on me, long as a bitch
You ain't gotta ask boy I tote the clips
If you try me, put you in a ditch
I be makin' money like I'm Mitch
These niggas bitch made they really snitch
Ridin' thru the hood, 30 on my hip
Run up on me boy I got that FN
Run up on me boy and you won't talk again

[Hook]

[Verse 2 - Soulja Boy:]
I got 50 bricks in my fuckin' stash
Free my nigga Zell, free Kwony Cash
I take them chickens, make 'em take a bath
He say he wanna split it down to half
I need 80 plus and fuck the math
I cash out, I don't do the tab
2015 Tesla I do the dash
Ridin' thru the hood and you know I smash
TV screen lookin' like an iPad
Ridin' round town with like 9 grats
Run up on me wrong boy I'm a blast
And your baby momma, you know I smashed
Ridin' thru the hood smellin' like gas
Pourin' up lean, and I'm countin' cash
Got a bad bitch with a fat ass
Boy I trap hard, boy I count cash
Broad day pistols, tools they blast
Money on me, boy I got a bag
Boy I check a flag like I check a bag
SODMG, we runnin' it
Run up on me wrong I'm a spray ya flat
Choppa hit ya front, lay you on your back
Run up on ya house you get kidnapped
All I need is 9 but this Tec's mad
100k, that be in one day
I just hit a lick for like 60 ki's
They call me young Pablo E
Blowin' on dope, with no seeds
Run up on me wrong you get RIP'd
With my young shooters and they totin' heat
Big ass gun knock you off your feet
I'm a trap hard til I rest in peace

"New Porsche"


[Intro:]
New Porsche, new Porsche
New Porsche, new Porsche
New Porsche, new Porsche
Fuck nigga
It's Soulja baby

[Hook: x2]
New Porsche, new Porsche
New Porsche, new Porsche
I just bought a new Porsche
I'm ridin in a new Porsche

[Verse 1:]
Nigga I just bought a new Porsche
Slidin on you fuck niggas
Can a panorama all you fuck niggas
Brand new Cuban link just to match the paint
Slidin in the Porsche and you know I'm high
Young nigga faded cause I'm getting money
Fuck niggas lookin at me and them niggas stuntin
Fuck niggas lookin at me cause I'm getting money
Slidin in the Porsche and it hit me, felt like 100
100 digit dash I'm gon crash, nigga that race
Ridin in a Panamera and I'm out of space
Young nigga getting bands, getting cash
Young nigga in a new Porsche got swag

[Hook:]
New Porsche, new Porsche
New Porsche, new Porsche
I just bought a new Porsche
I'm ridin in a new Porsche
New Porsche, new Porsche
New Porsche, new Porsche
I just bought a new Porsche
I'm slidin in a new Porsche

New Porsche, new Porsche [x6]

I just bought a new Porsche
I'm ridin in a new Porsche

[Verse 2:]
Pull up in a new Porsche, hoes in the damn back
Hoes having a heart attack cause I got like 50 stacks
Standin in the VIP and I bought like 20 racks
And I'm in the VIP but I'm bout this to the max
Never turn down nigga, turn down for what?
Bought a new Porsche, I'm a cop the Porsche truck
Bad ass bitch and I know she wanna fuck
SOD Money Gang, bitches know wussup
These bitches love Soulja, I pull up in a Rover
Pull up in a Porsche followed by that Bentley Boller
Young Dre, I'm getting money, man I'm taking over
King Dre, SOD, Money Gang, 2014

[Hook:]
New Porsche, new Porsche
New Porsche, new Porsche
I just bought a new Porsche
I'm ridin in a new Porsche
New Porsche, new Porsche
New Porsche, new Porsche
I just bought a new Porsche
I'm stuntin in a new Porsche

New Porsche, new Porsche [x6]

I just bought a new Porsche
I'm ridin in a new Porsche

"No Game"


[Intro:]
Foreign 2
Ball!
Soulja, Soulja
Soulja, Soulja

[Verse 1:]
Don't play boy (Playboy)
I'm a spray boy
Pull my young niggas up, all day boy (all day boy)
MK boy (MK boy)
Keep em spray boy (Keep em spray boy)
Then I play boy (Then I play boy)
Real boy, real boy
Tolt that steel (Tolt that steel)
Bump the heel (up that hill)
Get yo head blowed off in the field boy
But for real boy (fore real)
Got the grill boy (Got the grill boy)
Niggas actin fake, man you ain't real boy (you ain't real boy)
I'm Dre though (I'm Dre though)
I don't play though (I don't play though)
Catch me in the cut like Fredo
(Ball, ball)
Soulja get the cash all day doin
Got house from LA to San Diego
(Let's get it)

[Verse 2:]
Don't play ho (play ho)
I'm a spray you ho
(Ball, ball)
Empty out the clip all day ho
30's in the cut, we'll spray ho
Soulja, Soulja
Soulja Boy my name but I don't play fool
Smoking on that kush got me stuck, fool
Sippin on that lean got me movin slow
Shout out Trap Boy, yea that's gun loaded
Trap Boy
SOD Mob, yea we gon blow
Ha boy?

[Hook:]
These niggas playin, why they playin with me?
These niggas playin, why they playin with me?
These niggas shit right here is now they mean I'm playin
These niggas be shit right here
Is nah, they be complainin
These niggas playin, why they playin with me?
These niggas playin, why they playin with me?
This shit right here is not a game
This shit right here is not a game

[Outro:]
SOD, Rich Gang, Dre

"No Goons"


[Intro:]
Yuh
Aye man
Fredo roll that dough boy
Roll it up!
Crew!
Ball out
Pass me the mollies
Aye Sean turn up man
Aye turn up man

[Bridge:]
Ay, okay!
Ay, Ay
Ay (turn up)
Ay, okay
Ay, what? Okay

[Hook:]
I I I don't need a goon
Soulja gon do the shootin
Yea!
Bad ass bitch and she rollin the cookies
We do it!
I don't need a goon, Soulja gon do the shootin
We do it!
Bad ass bitch and she rollin the cookies

[Verse 1:]
They say Soulja – he a G
Everybody know bout me
Come to west side, that's my street
We BD, we GD (turn up)
All my niggas on that street
They a knock you off yo feet
Put a million on my wrist
Put 200, MIT
I'm the man, I got the plan
I pull up with bags and bands
I'm leanin like a motorcycle
Leanin like a kick stand
Catch me in the local party
Man I'm makin it rain bands
You go broke, try to stunt
Like the Soulja Boy do it
Rollin dope, pop the molly
It ain't nothing in this party
SOD, Soulja be
Man we all about that beat
Poppin pills and marijuana
I gotta be up in the street
I'm non-stop, every day
And I put that on my set (turn up)

[Hook:]
I I I don't need a goon
Soulja gon do the shootin
Yea!
Bad ass bitch and she rollin the cookies
Roll up!
I don't need a goon, Soulja gon do the shootin
Fuck em!
Bad ass bitch and she rollin the cookies

[Verse 2:]
Man I do this every day
I'm a savage just like Tre (SOD)
Posted in the A,
With a stupid big AK
Man we do this all the time
Ain't even gotta rhyme
Catch me in my hood and I'm stackin $ signs
Aye! I swear to God
Dog that my life's a movie
Why a nigga goon with Soulja totin the uzzi
I be up on the block and shit can't get realer
I'm overseas and believes they know I'm that nigga (Soulja)
They say Soulja Boy got his money up (money up)
Nigga knock down if he runnin up
Get yo cash now and we stack it up (stack it up)
Got a lot of big stacks, man I throw you up (throw you up)

[Hook:]
I I I don't need a goon
Soulja gon do the shootin
Gah!
Bad ass bitch and she rollin the cookies
Do it!
I don't need a goon, Soulja gon do the shootin (the shootin
Bad ass bitch and she rollin the cookies

[Outro:]
Soulja, Soulja
Soulja, Soulja
Team Soulja
Oh
Ay! Ay! Ay!

"No Hook"


[Intro:]
Soulja boy on the beat, Soulja, yeah
No hook man, Soulja boy on the beat, squad uh

[Verse:]
Made 100k in a week,
Soulja get money in his sleep, turn up
Buy a QP, a QP, pull up
I stay high like who are we? Drink up
Rich Gang Soulja boy, yeah I be countin stacks
Pull up in that Bentley, yeah it be black on black
Flexin in that Jaguar, flexin in that fast car
Going so fast like a NASCAR
Out of space swagger, came with that raff pyro and polo
Riding round the city I be solo, Soulja
Sippin on that lean and it got me moving slow mo
Riding through the hood and you know I get the dolo
Boys will kick your door door for the lolo and the 44's
Soulja get the dolo, Soulja get the kush mon
Guapaholic shawty, yellow diamond pull up in a rarri
Pull up to the party with them bottles of Bacardi
Turnt up to the max, turnt up to the max
Walk inside the club, I don't know how to act
Rich Gang, stacks on deck, Money Gang
Versace in my rang, Hermes in my chain
Gold chain gold ring, I'm in love with designer
Riding through the city, nigga you can't find us
Sippin on that syrup, smoking on that herb
SOD black rose piff 100 on the courts, Soulja
Pull up and I'm bustin all these bricks up out to wrap
Ak 47 in the case I have to blast
SOD Gang, getting cash like this every day
Beat the cake and you make, whip a brick in your face
Riding through the hood, west side zone 1
Let's get that understood, Soulja
Sip some Rose, my projects, that's why I grew up
Riding through the city and I'm flexin by 2 oh, Soulja
Gwap out the roof, Soulja,
Drop the Bentley cooper, splash
Soulja got the juice, squad,
Plugs up right now, 50 bricks in the roof
Young Soulja Boy cash out, I'm a ball
50 on my name, 10 in the wall
Gucci on my draws, all the bad bitches staring at Lil Dre
Riding through the hood, I put that Lambo in they face
Word through the city Soulja Boy been getting cake, mula
Slick Rick The Ruler, shout out to my jeweler, turn up
Bitch I be deeper than a scuba
Riding with that ruger,
Young ass beezy, it's Dre, it's Soulja
Jet black Mercedes, driving like I'm crazy.

"No Pad No Pen"


[Intro:]
Soulja Boy on the beat
Givenchy this, Versace that
I'm a tell you some real shit boy
Gucci this and Polo that
Louie this, got racks and racks
Stacks on stacks, got tats and tats
King the movie, King Soulja the mixtape
King Soulja in this bitch
No pad, no pen
Soulja Boy on the beat
I've been getting money (money)

[Verse:]
Diamonds on my neck, chain yea it glisten (let's go)
Bitch niggas be hatin and all these niggas trippin (fuck em)
Flexin through the club and you know I got my pistol
And that Rolex on my wrist and that shit is presidential
And that shit is so official and the stacks on deck Money Gang
Takin over shit (damn), bitch boy I'll bust yo brain
Young Soulja Boy, claimin Rich Gang
Swerve off in that Ferrari, or Rover runnin (that foreign)
Bitch boy, I get pounds, I get QP's (damn)
I get bricks, I got blocks, nigga oowee (turn up)
Hit the town, spray the hood, nigga who is he? (hah?)
Want beef with me – get his ass RIP (what?)
Young Dre keep all this fuckin gun smoke (Soulja)
Young Soulja keep all these fuckin fresh clothes
Young Dre, got a whole lot of bad hoes (Dre)
I've been smoking kush, weed comin by the O's
Pack touchdown, runnin through that quick (that right)
Everybody know that I'm Hood Rich (swing that)
Flex 10 chains, cost me 8 bricks (bands)
I done sold everything from neck to this
Soulja, Young Dre, bitch, straight out the trap
Brick Side, Zone 1, with that pistol in my lap
I've been getting money and I've been seeing cash
All this money in my pocket, I'm bout to make you splash
Jordans on my feet, I'm clean as I can be (Soulja)
Smoking on that kush and I think it's OG (damn)
Rest in peace to all my niggas dead and gone
Sippin on this lean, kush is my cologne
I be going HAM, I be going fair
Pull up in that lane (damn), candy paint red (Soulja)
Young Dre gotta fay, juice with the weight
Coming through the hood and they know a nigga paid (20-13)
Paid in full, just look at my jewels (A-Town)
Pinky ring, ice chain, bullets & bands
See over SOD, flexin through that zone
I'm from PTE to zone 3, they fuck with me
Kickin shit the long way, double packin sacks, racks on racks
Blow the strong way (juice up)
Young Dre, I fuck with SOD the long way (swing that)
We be getting cash all night and all damn day (gwap)

"Nope"



Ayyy Soulja boy on the track shawty
I aint gon tell dis yall
when he try 2 get like you
brush that look at him
be like naw you cant get like me
nope you cant get like me

Soulja Boy on Deck
Lil Rab on Deck
Grill in my mouth
Ice on my neck

And uhh
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me

Bapes on my feet
Jays on his feet
Platinum on my neck
Gold in my teeth

And uhh
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me

Fresh ta death on the scene
Fresh bapes and a ice grill
Stand to close to my chain
You bout to get a ice chill
Stay super clean
You gon respect my fresh
With some all white dickie pants
S on my chest
At the spot all the girls gon wild for yo boy
and uhh you can't get like me NOPE
Im Soulja Boy
Big diamonds in my ear
I know you like my way hoe
Check my bathing bapes
Mo color then a rainbow

Soulja Boy on Deck
Lil Rab on Deck
Grill in my mouth
Ice on my neck

And uhh
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me

Bapes on my feet
Jays on his feet
Platinum on my neck
Gold in my teeth

And uhh
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me

Step up on the scene and you know I got my jays on
Diamond cuts off in my grill and my stunna shades on
I do feel like no other UH UHH you can't get like me
and yall hataz talking stats but aint neva seen a G
Tell me what the business b why these girls be diggin me
Cuz I keep it gutta or bcuz my name lil R A B
Hit the club deep so yall hataz bet not act tonight
Open up my mouth in the dark and my grill shine like a flashnight

Soulja Boy on Deck
Lil Rab on Deck
Grill in my mouth
Ice on my neck

And uhh
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me

Soulja boy the name you already know
I got stacks on deck
A big bank roll

And uhh
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me

Bapes on my feet
Jays on his feet
Platinum on my neck
Gold in my teeth

And uhh
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me

Soulja boy the name you already know
I got stacks on deck
A big bank roll

And uhh
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me

Soulja boy the name you already know (soulja boy tell em)
I got stacks on deck
A big bank roll

And uhh
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me

Soulja Boy on Deck
Lil Rab on Deck
Grill in my mouth
Ice on my neck

And uhh
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me

Bapes on my feet
Jays on his feet
Platinum on my neck
Gold in my teeth

And uhh
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me

Ey soulja boy
Yo whenever i see some one tryin to be like me
I just walk over and be like
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me NOPE
You can't get like me

"Now Im On"
(feat. BobbyWorld)



Yuh yuh
Yuh yuh
Yuh yuh
King Soulja
Yeah
Soulja uh
Bobby World, turn up
Uh

Who would have thought?
Who would have thought?
Now I be tourin out on the road
Now I be cashin on a roll
Now all the hoes know that I'm on
Yeah I'm on, yeah I'm on
Now all them hoes know that I'm on
Now them niggas hatin no doubt I'm on
Now all them bad bitches know I'm on

Out of space, niggas hating
Now they call my phone, my phone
I be sippin lean, lean, cause now I'm on
I hit the club (club), like bring it on (like bring it on)
50 racks in my pocket, standing strong
I be blowing packs, I be smoking strong
I be in my league, I be in my zone
Niggas hating on me tell em boys get going
Cause I will get you gone, I get you gone

Smoke the kush, kush is my cologne
Hit the fucking block and rip up a zone
Lil Dre, cashing out,
I hit the mall and I'm spazzing out
Yeah I'm on on, yeah I'm on on
All them hoes was hating, but now I'm on on
All them niggas hating, now they call my phone (my phone)
Now a nigga stuntin diamond stones
Yeah I'm on (take off), yeah I'm on
All them bad bitches know that I'm on
All them niggas that was hating, they know I'm on
Now I'm on, yeah I'm on

Yeah a nigga flexin, a nigga flexin
Got a gold Versace chain hanging out my neck, take off
Riding through the hood with that fucking tek, riding
Nigga play with me, with me, nigga getting wet, splash
Niggas playing (playing), I get it by the pound (pound)
My brother keep the AR with bout 80 rounds
Disrespect, and then it's on,
Smoke the kush, keep me on
I be in the clouds, in the sky
Get it by the pound, that keep me high
Red bottom kicks, that keep me fly
I got a check, you see it in my eye

Money bags, all about them bandz
Gotta smoke blunts, gotta sip kick stand
Niggas hate, they can't understand
Soulja Boy tell em yeah he got em bandz
Yeah I'm on, yeah I'm on (take off)
All them bad bitches know I'm on (they know)
All them niggas that was hating know I'm on
Now I'm on, on, now I'm on

Now I'm on, now I'm on
Touch down to LA, now I'm on
Now I'm on, yeah I'm on
I'm from Chiraq bitch now I'm on
SODMG I pull up in that foreign
Got the bad bitch all on my dick
Now she know that I am on
Now I'm on, now I'm on (take off)
Got these hatin niggas now I'm on
I got these hatin niggas knowing that I'm on
I got these hatin niggas know that I'm on
I'm in LA chilling with Soulja.

"Ocean Gang Splash"


Ocean gang bitch, crank up the volume
Yo bitch on my dick, she suck me like a vacuum
What the fuck you talking bout
Brand new ice soon
Fuck what they talking bout, bitch I'm a tycoon
Swag everyday, but I don't do this often
Hoes on my dick, I came out the water like a dolphin
Niggas getting mad, they some has beens
Took your bitch to the movie, she hot like a jacuzzi
Word around town soulja boy got the potion
Bitch I close my eyes, but my third eye is open
Everyday I'm smoking, you would think I was jesus
They want to see me on the cross
I ball everyday like a fucking boss
Ocean gang

Splash on your bitch [x3]
Nigga ocean gang, ocean gang
Splash on your bitch [x3]
Nigga ocean gang, ocean gang
Splash [x4], huh
Splash [x4], what
Splash [x4], huh
Splash [x2]
Ocean gang, ocean gang

Fuck what you talking bout, I'm getting money on itunes
I'm outer space swagging, little nigga call me neptune
Swag on my dick, and I'm turning up the panturn
Niggas getting mad, I'm like the third ring on saturn
Causing up disaster, it's tragic when I swerve hard
I pull up in that new jet, yo bitch just gave me new neck
Niggas getting mad because I make it look so easy
Niggas cannot see me, I call them little stevies
Riding thru my trap, and I see niggas wanna be me
I post up on the tv screen, bet and mtv
Where should the story begin, my whole life on cnn
I swagged up, yeah times 10
I sip lean, nigga fuck ginn

Ugh
Splash [x4]
Ocean, ocean
Splash [x3]
Ocean [x6]
Spash [x4]
Ocean gang splash
Ocean, ocean
Splash, slash
Ocean gang splash
Ocean gang splash

Niggas keep rapping, but I don't feel them
If you looking for me bitch, I am in the middle
Pulling up a b-man, I call that shit a skittle
20 ounces on me man, I'm bout to do it big bitch
Lil dre I swagged up, little niggas feel him
Any nigga on a b, I fuck around and kill him
You bitch nigga need tissues, I dismiss you
Swag swag like,.. freestyle like ginsoo
God damn it's lil dre, my chain cost 300k

Ocean gang splash, huh huh
Ocean gang, ocean gang, splash, huh huh
Ocean gang, ocean gang, splash, huh huh huh huh
Splash [x3]
Ocean gang
Splash [x3]
Ocean gang
Splash [x3]
Ocean gang
Splash, swag, swag, swag

"OGOD"



I be rollin', be ridin'
I swear to God I be ridin' I be ridin'
I swear to God I be rollin'
Be rollin', I be rollin', be rollin'
Be rollin', I be rollin', be rollin'

If you know about soulja I be rollin'
If you know about me I be rollin'
If you know about dre be rollin
If you know about me I be rollin'
These pussy niggas swag stollen
For me I be straight rollin'
My third eye is open
It's OGOD or nothing
It's OGOD the ocean, the ocean, the ocean
It's OGOD the ocean
It's OGOD the ocean
It's OGOD the ocean, OGOD the ocean

I pull up on your block and everything gon' stop
Gon' stop, gon' stop you know that I be rollin'
You pussy ass niggas swag stollen
My third eye is open
I came out the ocean, the ocean, the ocean
My rims wind like the ocean, the ocean, the ocean
Her body wave like the ocean, the ocean, the ocean
I came straight out the ocean
These pussy nigga swag stollen
And everyday I be smoking
These 28's and I'm rollin'
Ok, and all my dimes be frozen
These 28's and I'm rollin'
These pussy ass nigga swag stollen
I came straight out the ocean
Everyday out the ocean

If you know about soulja I be rollin'
Everyday I be rollin'
If you know about dre be rollin
These pussy niggas swag stollen
I came out the ocean, the ocean, the ocean
I came out the ocean, the ocean, the ocean
'Cause OGOD the ocean
It's OGOD the ocean, the ocean, the ocean
It's OGOD the ocean
It's OGOD the ocean
It's OGOD the ocean, OGOD the ocean, OGOD the ocean

What these niggas day don't matter
Long as I get my cheddar
I can make it rain any weather
Gucci on my sweater
Polo on my snickers
Who can do it better?
Who can do it, who can do it, who can do it better?
It's OGOD and nothing, or nothing
These pussy is frontin' they frontin'
It's OGOD and nothing, nothing
These pussy is stuntin' they stuntin'
But they don't really know nothing
I'm ridin' 'round doing numbers
Riding in my hummer
I do it every summer
You playin, why you playin' you lackin'
You slacking
You playin, why you playin' you lackin'

If you know about soulja I be rollin'
Everyday I be rollin'
If you know about dre be rollin
These pussy niggas swag stollen
I came straight out the ocean, the ocean, the ocean
I came out the ocean, the ocean, the ocean
'Cause OGOD the ocean
It's OGOD the ocean, the ocean, the ocean
It's OGOD the ocean
It's OGOD the ocean
It's OGOD the ocean, the ocean, the ocean

"On The Low"
(feat. Shawty Lo)



Aye man this your boy Soulja Boy man
If you've been listening to this Young & Flexin so far
You startin to get the drill, you know?
You startin to case the play
I'm that nigga man, ok
Aye

I say if I fucked yo ho, keep that on the low
If we smoked some dope, keep that on the low
If I robbed the store keep that on the low
If we blow some smoke, keep that on the low

Keep that on the low, keep that on the low
Ye ain't seen nothing, you don't know shit
Keep that on the low, keep that on the low
Ye ain't heard nothing and you don't know shit

Say if I fucked yo ho, keep that on the low
If I sold you some dope, keep that on the low
If you seen us roll some drow, keep that on the low
Does your home boy got smoke? Keep that on the low

I don't care who ask and don't say nothing
All kewells going on yeast and nothing
If you seen me blow some blunts man you didn't see nothing
If you seen me serve a juggernaut, you ain't seen nothing

If I fucked yo ho, keep that on the low
If we smoked some dope, keep that on the low
If we on that drow keep that on the low
Keep that on the low, yea keep that on the low

Keep that on the low, keep that on the low
If I served some dope, keep that on the low
If you heard I fucked you ho keep that on the low
If you see me rob a ho keep it on the low

Whoa whoa, keep that on the low
My plug touched down, got 60 pounds of drow
Whoa whoa, keep that on the low
Your girlfriend came over here, she sucked me like a ho

But whoa whoa, I'm in the truck oh no
All of this money man, just keep that on the low
You know them feds listen baby ride the hexo though
So keep that on the low and be my bitch straight in his ho

I say if I fucked yo ho, keep that on the low
If I sold you some dope, keep that on the low
If I smoked some dope keep that on the low
If we roll up some drow, keep that on the low

Keep that on the low, keep that on the low
If you see me rob a ho keep it on the low
On the low, hash cut that on the low
If you see me skip a dog, keep that on the low

If you see me fuck a ho keep that on the low
I'm about to take your ho, smash it in the bunks
Me and my bro, CEO Souljas
I fuck your ho when I walk up, touch you like some torture

Tied up nigga, roll the game and keep it on the low
Fuck your bitch, she suck me up, I kept it on the low
She got me hit, I don't even know
Asked me what's your name? Scoo

Let's get em shorty
If you got em smacked keep it on the hush low
I'm bout to fuck his ho, keep it on the low
Man no, SFDO jet balls
Shawty bitch be ballin like my net was Spalding

I say if I fucked yo ho, keep that on the low
If we smoked some dope keep that on the low
If you see me rob a ho keep it on the low
Keep that on the low, yea keep that on the low

Gone.

"Oprah Winfrey"



It ain't hard for you to see that I'm stuntin
Walk inside the club, yea pockets full of hunnids
And they see Soulja getting all that money
And I'm stuntin like I got Oprah Winfrey money
It ain't hard for you to tell that I'm stuntin
It ain't hard for you to see that I'm stuntin
Walk inside the club, yea pockets full of hunnids
Ballin like I got Oprah Winfrey money

Like I got Oprah Winfrey money
I'm ballin like I got Oprah Winfrey money
I'm ballin like I got Oprah Winfrey money
Walk inside the club, yea pockets full of hunnids

Ain't hard for you to tell I'm the king
I be ballin, I put that on everything
I woke up in a Bugatti like Future
Soulja Boy stackin, got 12 computers
Got 12 cars, got 12 chains
Got 12 bitches and they do everything
Got 12 girls and they know each other name
Got 12 girls and they do the same thing

It ain't hard to tell that I'm getting money
I walk inside the club, pockets full of hunnids
Ain't hard to tell that I'm getting money
I'm ballin like I got Oprah Winfrey money
Ain't hard to tell that I'm getting money
I walk inside the club, pockets full of hunnids
Ain't hard for you to see that Soulja Boy stuntin
I'm ballin like I got Oprah Winfrey money

Ballin like I got Oprah Winfrey money
Ballin like I got Oprah Winfrey money
I'm ballin like I got Oprah Winfrey money
Ain't hard for you to see that I'm stuntin

Walk inside the club, I'm by the bar
Fuck what you heard nigga, I'm a superstar
Pretty Boy swag, yea I pop tags
Wutchu know about this? What about that?
I be flexin so hard, Rolex on my wrist
Yella diamonds on me, nigga get like this
Take a picture bitch nigga, it'll last longer
You say you smoking strong, Soulja smoking on stronger

It ain't hard for you to see that a nigga stuntin
Off a side cup, all pocket full of hunnids
It ain't hard for you to tell that I'm getting money
Walk inside the club like I got Oprah Winfrey money
Ballin like I got Oprah money
I'm ballin like I got Oprah Winfrey money
I'm ballin like I got Oprah Winfrey money
It ain't hard for you to see that I'm stuntin

Pick a ring, cost me 60 racks
If I spend it, damn I'm gon make it back
Got a bitch and she going over fat
LV, she ooey that ass
I be spendin, I be I be stuntin
I be splurging, chasin that money
On a paper chase, nigga what the fuck ya think?
50000$, scoop that shit up on lean
Goddamn SB, why you go so hard?
Pretty boy swag, pretty boy Jaguar
Shout out to my niggas in the 3rd world
On a battlefield, niggas let's go to war

It ain't hard for you to tell that I'm getting money
Walk inside the club, I got pockets full of hunnids
It ain't hard for you to tell that I'm getting money
Ballin like I got Oprah Winfrey money
Ballin like I got Oprah Winfrey money
Ballin like I got Oprah Winfrey money
Ballin like I got Oprah Winfrey money
It ain't hard for you to tell that I'm getting money

"Outro"



This your motherfuckin' nigga
Soulja Boy
S dot beezy
Dre
Diondre Wade
Cortes
Motherfuckin' L Soulja
I'm in this motherfucker
Juice II
Worldwide
And uh
Tell the baddest bitch to suck my fuckin' dick
I'm gon bustin' that in her face
Bustin' that in her mouth
Bustin' that all over her face
Bustin' that
You know what I'm sayin'?
Take that condom off, fuck that bitch from the back
Slap on her ass
Know what I'm sayin'?
Grab the bitch titties real quick
Lick the bitch
You know what I'm sayin'?
Nah man, it's that motherfuckin' Juice II
It's that Juice II movie
It's that motherfuckin' album
You know what I'm sayin'?
This that this that
Man, we in the motherfuckin' club right now
I'm lookin' around, I see a couple bad bitches
See a couple motherfuckin' broke niggas in this motherfucker
See a couple ballers, you know what I'm sayin?
See my nigga Bryan over there swaggin'
See my nigga D. Flores swaggin', SODMG swaggin'
See my nigga motherfuckin' Soulja Boy
That's my motherfuckin' nigga, that nigga be swaggin'
That nigga Soulja Boy got bitches
The nigga Soulja Boy be fuckin' bitches
Swaggin' on bitches, bustin' nuts in bitches hair
Don't give a fuck
This that motherfuckin' Juice II mixtape
This that motherfuckin' Juice II album
You know what I'm sayin'?
Sometimes nigga, I be playin' motherfuckin' Playstation 3
You know what I'm sayin'?
Get my dick sucked at the same time
Playin' motherfuckin' Streetfight nigga and eat some eggs
Nigga, I don't give a fuck nigga
What the fuck nigga? Swag
You niggas got me fucked up
We in the motherfuckin' Matrix bitch
I'm in the allwhite room that go forever bitch
Swag nigga
That's what the fuck I'm at
Where the fuck you at right now?
This shit sound clean as a motherfucker
It sound like it right here
Nigga I'm in the motherfuckin' allwhite room
And all I could see is white forever nigga
I'm walkin' all remph like 3 miles nigga
And it's still allwhite everywhere nigga
We in the Matrix nigga
Swag
Swag nigga
For real swag nigga
Swag for real
Nigga swag nigga
Me in this motherfucker
Man shout out to my nigga Boulevard Supply man
Shout out to my nigga Interscope records
They my niggas, you know what I'm sayin'?
Damn, shout out to motherfuckin'
Man, shout out to my motherfuckin' shoes nigga
My Jordans nigga
This is fresh as hell nigga
These motherfuckers clean nigga
We getting it in
All niggas getting money
Nigga I went to Brazil nigga
I was on the motherfuckin' jet getting my dick sucked by this bitch
This is big, wanna suck my dick?
I was like bitch, you wanna suck my dick bitch?
I'm 'bout to be on a jet so you'll do that shit on a jet bitch
So nigga I'll be swaggin' like that nigga
I'll be hittin' licks on you bitch ass niggas
Nigga we got bands on deck
Nigga free bands on you pussy niggas
They got swags on you niggas nigga
Trap boy ham nigga
Motherfuckin' alpha one goin' ham
Bitch niggas, we getting all the motherfuckin' bitches nigga
Alright man
Juice II
This you motherfuckin' hard ass shit ever
Man, I hope you all liked that shit
This your boy Soulja Boy
I'm out
Baw!

"Pablo Escobar"


[Intro:]
Wow, Soulja, Hey, Soulja, Hey, Pablo, Hey, Pablo
They know just how we roll, they know how we roll, 50k a show know we gettin doe and
Everywhere we go yeah we on a roll, everywhere we go yeah we stackin doe, Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey
Ya, ya, hey, hey, hey

[Hook x2:]
Pablo Escobar, Pablo Escobar, Pablo Escobar, Pablo Escobar
Pablo Escobar, Pablo Escobar, Pablo Escobar, Pablo Escobar

[Bridge:]
When you getting all this money, These niggas they look at you funny, These niggas thirsty bitches hungry, All I wanna be is Pablo

[Verse 1:]
Wait I just got back, automatic strap hold up
Whole lotta bitches in the vip, Ak47 make em flip
Whole lotta money in the vip, Ridin with the thang on my hip
I know these niggas they want me to slip, Ice in my ear so clear
Cuban link all on my neck, Ridin round town on a jet
Flex and Finesse gold on my rolex, Stacking up all this cake
No Flex, No flex zone getting [?], I can fuck his baby momma
Ridin round town got money, Young Soulja Boy make it rain make it thunder
Money coming in and I feel like Pablo, Cheese coming like it is nacho
All these bitches on me, All I want is the guap tho and all my niggas on top
Be sitting in the Pent House that be the top floor
Smoking on Kush y'all niggas say you getting money but we know you not tho

[Hook x2:]
Pablo Escobar, Pablo Escobar, Pablo Escobar, Pablo Escobar
Pablo Escobar, Pablo Escobar, Pablo Escobar, Pablo Escobar

[Bridge:]
When you getting all this money, These niggas they look at you funny, These niggas thirsty bitches hungry, All I wanna be is Pablo

[Verse 2:]
Hold up, Hold up, Hold up, Hold up, They say I wouldn't make it
Now I'm ridin drop top 2014 Bentley all through Las Vegas
I know that they mad that I made it, I know that they hate it
I look at they look at they faces, We switching the money by cases
I do not need no favors, Soulja boy stunt on them haters
Stunt on them Stunt on them haters, My car different flavors
My crib got a elevator, Ride it up like a escalator, Money I penetrate
Niggas they hating they fake, They tryna stop my money but I know they can't
I'm laughing all the way to the bank, Bitches is hitting my phone, They wanna come chill with a throne, Young Soulja Boy I be on, Flexing and going they blowing my phone
Like damn leave me alone, I'm Soulja the king
I'm Soulja supreme when I think, I'm up on my jet, Flex and finessing my rolex and Ap and ice on my neck, I'm feeling like Pablo Escobar cause I'm the connect, Overlord 90%
Bitch take a trip, Water whipping in the Mansion, Got bitches calling me the fucking king
Soulja Boy Tell'em Ak-47 Mac-11 crack yo cerebellum

"Pass It To Arab"
(feat. Arab)



[Chorus:]
Pass it to Arab [repeat]

Pass it to Arab, watch my feet and my hands
Fitted cap on my head, evisu's on my pants
Shades on my face,
rubber bands on my neck
Do your dance in the club,
and you know that it's a bet

Do it, I did it,
when you see it you already know
Hit the merrygoin,
twist my body as I take it slow
I'm gonna crank it up for Soulja
pass it on to me
Watch you flinching for,
'cause you're jumping off on D

[Chorus]

Yeah, I'm in this thing,
Check my chain,
Club got crunk when they heard
that your boy came

Man what you saying
I crank that Robocop
And make my shoulders joc
This snap(?) go by my socks?

Get low (get low),
do it foe (do it foe)
Superman (superman),
jig 'em foe (jig 'em foe)

Arab stand on deck,
read and write up on my teeth
Cross my feet, snap on beat,
I'll make that dance look lovely

[Chorus]

I crank my bapes (I crank my bapes)
I crank my dance (I crank my dance)
If you gonna hate (If you gonna hate)
I crank these hands (I crank these hands)

Don't stop, do it
Pool palace, and shoot it

Oh, do your dance
Roosevelt and pop your pants
I did it, don't jock my dance
Watch me crank that kick the can

Throw it up in the air
And we find a catch it foe
17 years old
And took over the whole show

[Chorus]

Uh, ah, walk with it now [repeat]

[Chorus]