"Rockstar"



19, night when it all started
I was going so ham on the beat, going retarded
Backseat of my Mercedes, black on black paint
Lookin' at my iPhone, not knowin' what to think
Just knowin' that I'm that dude, killin' niggas in traffic
We rappin', we spittin' bullets at any nigga – we savage
Any nigga that want this, well he can get it
I'm swearin' niggas talkin' that shit but ain't really weird
And I'm stayin' holsted up with my niggas, heavy like everyday
I'm west side on one, tatted shit up in my face
A real young dude but I gotta keep it real
I'm so official, this situation not even real
Stacks on deck, money gained, occupation was in the field
And we stackin' it every day, every dollar bill
Niggas steady hatin' but really nigga fuck how they feel
I'm off top, any nigga talk I have to kill

Countin' up a hundred grand
Thinkin' I'm the man
Yea, I'm the man, I know that I'm the man
Talkin' bright lights, bright lights
Yea, I'm a rockstar
Bright lights, bright lights
Yea, I'm a rockstar
Countin' up a hundred grand
Thinkin' like I'm the man
Yea, I'm the man
Bright lights, bright lights
Tell 'em I'm a rockstar
Bright lights, bright lights
Tell 'em I'm a rockstar

I wake up in the morning and you know that it's on
Girls keep hittin' my phone
Can't leave me alone
No, they can't leave me alone
And this kush is smoking strong
Got Ferrari on my cologne
And my gold chain is so long
And I stash so fresh in the streets
And I go so hard on the beat
Everywhere I go it's SOD
Got the brand new J's on my feet
They know what's up with me
Everybody know what's up with me
What's up with me?

Countin' up a hundred grand
Thinkin' I'm the man
Yea, I'm the man, I know that I'm the man
Talkin' bright lights, bright lights
Yea, I'm a rockstar
Bright lights, bright lights
Yea, I'm a rockstar
Countin' up a hundred grand
Thinkin' like I'm the man
Yea, I'm the man
Bright lights, bright lights
Tell 'em I'm a rockstar
Bright lights, bright lights
Tell 'em I'm a rockstar

Bright lights, I'm a rockstar
Welcome in the party, I'm a rasta
Smokin' on this kush every hour
We get it and we smellin' so sour
I'm on stage and the lights goin' crazy
Cameras in my face, I just do it – fuck the payment
Yea, I do this shit for real
I go so hard, a mill for the deal
A mill every deal, we gotta get it in
When you in my presence the freshest is in the pen
It's SODMG, we goin' so fuckin' ham
Niggas thinkin' we out of space with this program
Money is what we makin', balancin' you is playin'
SOD man we slayin', coming hard never playin'
Relaxin' but still we layin'
Lil Dre I will be pam
They talkin' but real talk bruh
I will off 'em

Countin' up a hundred grand
Thinkin' I'm the man
Yea, I'm the man, I know that I'm the man
Talkin' bright lights, bright lights
Yea, I'm a rockstar
Bright lights, bright lights
Yea, I'm a rockstar
Countin' up a hundred grand
Thinkin' like I'm the man
Yea, I'm the man
Bright lights, bright lights
Tell 'em I'm a rockstar
Bright lights, bright lights
Tell 'em I'm a rockstar

"Rolex On My Wrist"


[Hook:]
I got this rolex on my wrist,
So you know I'm getting money
Nigga know I'm getting money
I got this ice on my neck
Nigga know I'm getting money
Nigga know I'm getting money
I got this rolex on my wrist, rolex on my wrist
I got this rolex on my wrist, rolex on my wrist
I got this rolex on my wrist, rolex on my wrist
I got this rolex on my wrist, rolex on my wrist

[Verse 1:]
I got this rolex on my wrist, while I'm riding down the highway
Got 2 lambos in my God damn driveway
Got 2 ounces in my God damn ashtray
Pull up with that uzzi, more clips than a movie
Call me soulja b, took off all your hoes bitch
I ducked on the yay, like the rose main
You know it's owin me, everything on freeze
Young sod, bitch say the mg, mg
Came through the hood with more gold than master p
Swagged up soulja boy, I put that on gd
Ride through the hood, everybody know bout me
Bought a yamaha and I cope it by the 3
Got this rolex on my wrist so I'm shittin on the game
On a 3 wheel motorcycle flexin, switching through the lanes
Got me soulja montana bitch I'm reppin blast game
And I'm scrapped off any bitch nick named max payne

[Hook:]
I got this rolex on my wrist,
So you know I'm getting money
Nigga know I'm getting money
I got this ice on my neck
So you know I'm getting money
Nigga know I'm getting money
I got this rolex on my wrist, rolex on my wrist
I got this rolex on my wrist, rolex on my wrist
I got this rolex on my wrist, rolex on my wrist
I got this rolex on my wrist, rolex on my wrist

[Verse 2:]
3030 has arrived, pull up on the scene
Soulja fresh as fuck I'm fly, hopped about the limousine
Eyes red on high, 30 racks off in my pocket
Swear to God no lie,
Disrespect my best friend, I promise you will die
See me in the vip, I'm kushy to the sky
Hopped out, I'm fresh as fuck, the rollie on my wrist
Tatted on my neck and arm, damn I'm the shit
Damn I'm the king, bring the toilets when I shit
Iced out pherogamo cover me and shit
Froze out lookin like a motherfuckin eschimo
Sod money gang, we blew up like geronimo

[Verse 3:]
I got this rolex on my crew, I done bought 10 all
Throw em at the bentley coupe
Fuck hard top, I knock out the roof, rollie
Drop top lamborghini, you can see the proof
Call me bishel, cause they know I got the juice, splat
Riding through the hood, I'm beefin motherfucker truths
He say he poured up, bitch pour douce
Soulja boy tell em God damn, I'm the truths
Rock this rolex!

"Rollie"


[Intro:]
Yo yo
Soulja
SB
Stacks on deck money gang
SODMG, we in the building
Make it look easy
Soulja, turn up
King of my city yea
SB!
Nigga don't get mad cause yo bitch lookin at me nigga
SOD!
I'm just a young boss nigga
Getting to this motherfuckin money nigga
SODMG
That nigga too Beezy

[Pre-Hook:]
Got 100 bands, went and copped a Rollie
Get my jeweler on the phone, I need another Rollie
When I was in the hood man I wanted a Rollie
I'm a young rich nigga so I copped a Rollie

[Hook:]
Rollie, Rollie, I went and copped a Rollie
Rollie, Rollie, I went and copped a Rollie
Rollie, Rollie, I went and copped a Rollie
Rollie, Rollie, I went and copped a Rollie

[Verse 1:]
Young nigga, I've been getting cake
All my niggas getting to the cash
We pull up like what you say
All my niggas, yea we throwin cash
Pull up in that Lambo, pull up in that Bentley Ghost
Pull up in that new thing
All my niggas bout to take a toast
All my niggas winnin, wake up and we getting cash
We stackin up a million, stackin money to the ceiling
I'm ridin around in that Gati, I'm the life of the party
A Rolex on my wrist, they call me yellow diamond Shawty
I've been getting cake, I've been getting cake
I've been goin HAM, they know it man
SOD – that is my gang
SOD – that's what I claim
When I was up in the hood
Man I want that new chain
So I copped that Cuban link
And ever since it ain't been the same
Rolex on my wrist nigga, same killa as that piss nigga
I could take yo bitch nigga
Soulja Boy the shit nigga
Ridin round with my clique niggah
Disrespect, we gon deal with ya
I be rockin that Versace
I don't fuck with that Hilfiger no

[Pre-Hook:]
100 bands on me, went and copped a Rollie
Get my jeweler on the phone, I need another Rollie
When I was in the hood man I wanted a Rollie
So a nigga rich, went and copped a Rollie

[Hook:]
Rollie, Rollie, I went and copped a Rollie
Rollie, Rollie, I went and bought the Rollie
Rollie, Rollie, I went and copped a Rollie
I'm a young rich nigga so I copped a Rollie

[Verse 2:]
The rap game battle ain't a thing to me
But really ain't shit changed to me
100k yellow's really changed to me
Me and my niggas took over the street
Me and my niggas be pullin fresh
100k, yea that's on my name
Yea a nigga gotta get the check
Every day I wake up I gotta flex
Yea we getting this money, pullin up stuntin
Everybody by to they watch
All my niggas be stuntin, niggas be disrespectin, mud for the cup
Yes yes we movin these blocks
Yes we takin over the spots
Got bands and bands and kick stand,
Rollie is my choice of watch
Dope boy lifestyle, I'm pullin up, goin wild
I done spent 20 thousand dollars inside while I stunt
My chain is so heavy so it match my new prezzy
I'm ridin in that Ghost man
Just tell me when you ready
Cause a bad bitch – I got that
Ridin round with my top back
Rollie on my wrist nigga, go ahead and swag jack
100k – that's nothing
We can't forget the bread
100k, that smell that's it
Louie V on my pants sagged
Gone!

[Pre-Hook:]
100 K on me so I copped a Rollie
Get my jeweler on the phone, I need another Rollie
Young rich nigga, man I want a Rollie
All I ever wanted was a new Rollie

[Hook:]
Rollie, Rollie, went and copped a Rollie
Rollie, Rollie, I went and bought the Rollie
Rollie, Rollie, I went and copped a Rollie
Rollie, Rollie, I went and copped a Rollie

"Rubber Bands"


"LISTEN TO THE TRACK!!" [echoes]

[Intro]
Rubber bands, rubber bands
Rubber bands - BOING, BOING, BOING
Bands!

[Chorus: repeat 2X]
Look at these rubbber bands
Bouncin left and right, up and down
Call my band right now, let 'em know it's goin, DOWN
Look at these rubber bands [3X]

Bay-bay, pull her pants down
Try to to snatch that rubber band stacks
Foulin up my backpack, while I holla
"What's up Soulja?" Dolla poppin, bet it throw it
Showin off the middle finger
Showin off the index ring
Yeah I know my index stink
Cheddar diamonds, yellow rings
It's Soulja Boy Tell 'Em man
and my chain and the friends
A shoutout to the Mona Lisa hangin on my wall
in my crib right next to the rubber bands dawg
F'real

[Chorus]

Bam! Hands down, I got swag for the year
Rubber bands on my neck, yellow ice in my ear
Make my grill disappear, when I smile in the sun
When you see the money game mayne, well you better run
Cause we snatch yo' chicks and take yo' trucks
Ain't no need to holla potnah
Just pass me the rubber bands
and the rest'll follow shawty
Holla if you hear me homey, scream if you see me shawty
Be ready to scream, cause you about to see me shawty

[Chorus]

Walk inside the mall
Girls screaming cause I'm fresher than a doll
New yarns, different seasons
Boy I gotta ball
I gotta have it all, if I can't have the best
then I don't want it all, this is how we boss
This is how we ball, pop tags then we do it boy
Shakin them haters off, see that do it do it fluid boy
Soulja Boy tell them yeah, tell them I'm the man
Yeah you can't get in my mansion unless you hold a grand

[Chorus x2]

"Rude AF"


[Verse 1:]
We in the club turnt up, turnt up
Lil Shawty wan a smoke, burn up
Lil Shawty wan a drink, pass her a drink
She's lookin at me crazy, nah Soulja got a meek
Yea, I'm ridin round flexin hard
I got money in the front and the backyard
I got bricks like a back board
And I'm tatted like a vato
El chapo, call me el guapo
I be getting cash like nachos
I be getting cash like top spots
Ridin round with the red beam, red dot
She say I'm on, she she she she say I'm on
She she she she say I'm on
She she she she say I'm on

[Hook:]
She said you rude as fuck
She said you rude as fuck
She said you rude as fuck
I'm a rude boy bitch, what the fuck is up?
She said you rude as fuck
She said you rude as fuck
She said you rude as fuck
I'm a rude boy bitch, what the fuck's up?

[Verse 2:]
Rolex on my wrist, what's happenin?
Ain't hard to tell time, 5 past the diamond
Lil Dre man, I'm big timin
In the hood and I'm still shinin
Cut off the lights, you see all my chains
Turn off the lights, you see all my rings
Turn on the light, bitches in my bed
Turn on the lights up in yo crib, roaches going HAM
I be cashin out to the bank
15K in hunnids, got yo mama wanna suck me
Soulja Boy, I'm feeling lovely
Sip lean and I mix it up with bubbly
Flexin at the hotel
I just lost 70 bands, shit oh well
I'm a young rich nigga
Nigga take a picture, it'll last longer bitch nigga

[Hook:]
She said you rude as fuck
She said you rude as fuck
She said you rude as fuck
I'm a rude boy bitch, shut the fuck up
She said you rude as fuck
She said you rude as fuck
She said you rude as fuck
I'm a rude boy bitch, what the fuck's up?

[Verse 3:]
Ice all on my neck, what you expect?
I'm a young hood nigga with a fuckin check
I remember back then, they ain't had a fuckin pitch
I remember back then, ain't had a pot to piss in
These days I'm swaggin long distance
I took a trip to Japan just for instance
I'm smoking on this kush, pass me the incense
Lil Dre I'm getting money, fuck these haters dog
Blunt after blunt, cup after cup
Bitch after bitch and slut after slut
I'm countin up my money so we like to say count up
I just came back from Columbia, mount up
I got pounds in the attic, pounds in the basement
Soulja Boy rad shit, Soulja tote that motherfuckin hammer
Leave a nigga dead in the middle of Atlanta
Straight drop! They drop

Rude as fuck
She said you rude as fuck
And if she said I'm rude as fuck
I'm a rude boy bitch, shut the fuck up
You rude as fuck
She said I'm rude as fuck
You rude as fuck
I'm a rude boy bitch, shut the fuck up

"S.O.E."


Young soulja
Young Soulja
Swag
Swag ova everything
Obey [x4]
Ok
SODMG [x2]

[Hook:]
Aye God damn I do my thing
10 chains on my neck
Swag ova everything
Swag ova everything
Swag ova everything
God Damn yo boy do his thing
10 chains on my neck
Swag ova everything
Swag ova everything
Swag ova everything

[Verse 1:]
Swag ova Everything
Bruh I feelin racist
Pull up to the trap
And we switchin cases
I'm livin large poppin bottles in d club tho
20 mil in my shooters got d snanose?
I'm Soulja I turn my swag on
Swag ova everything I know you got dat
Money comin in and it's fallin out my pocket
I'm in club takin off just like a rocket
We off the shits we off the shits
You bitches stop it

[Hook:]
Damn da boy do his thing
10 chains on my neck
Swag ova everything
Swag ova everything
Swag ova everything
God Damn yo boy do his thing
10 chains on my neck
Swag ova everything
Swag ova everything
Swag ova everything

[Verse 2:]
I'm ballin God Damn I'm Ballin
Hit my I-phone and girls won't stop callin
At the concert man dey keep on screamin
Swag took ova everybody know I mean it
Turn my swag on
Pretty Boy Swag
God Damn Soulja Boy
You went so ham
I just set the game
40 on my shoulders
Tatted up my chain
Now everything over

[Hook:]
God Damn da boy do his thing
10 chains on my neck
Swag ova everything
Swag ova everything
Swag ova everything
God Damn yo boy do his thing
10 chains on my neck
Swag ova everything
Swag ova everything
Swag ova everything

[Verse 3:]
Soe yea it's Soe
Screamin Obey
I got sum niggas with me
Got a couple mil and we gon blow dat
It feels great feelin like cawthrowback?
Every song I drop the beat goin ham
Pull up tropicana paint I'm him
Soulja Boy Tellem swag ova everything
150 K on my motherfucka diamond ring

[Hook:]
God Damn da boy do his thing
10 chains on my neck
Swag ova everything
Swag ova everything
Swag ova everything
God Damn da boy do his thing
10 chains on my neck
Swag ova everything
Swag ova everything
Swag ova everything

"Savage"


[Intro:]
Pulling up Lamborghinis nigga yeah, 2013 brand new Bentley trucks nigga (Soulja, pops on the beat, Soulja) yeah, SODMG nigga splash on 'em Soulja, stack on deck money gang. Ride, pass me that Louie bag, (Dre, ay) Turn up, stand up

[Hook: x2]
Damn, I'm so savage [x4]
Her ass I grab it
She let a nigga stab it
Ready for the action
My whole crew splashin'

[Verse 1: Soulja Boy]
Damn, I'm so savage
Lettin' these niggas have it
Don't play with me dog
I let that fuck boy have it (pow)
Riding in that Lambo, looking so savage
Bitches all on me, I'm a bitch magnet
Bitches so wet, pussy's so moist
Pussy is so wet, for a rich nigga voice
Riding in that Lambo, followed by that Bentley
Soulja boy swag-o, shitting on you niggas (pow)
Talking down on me have my bruh grab the 30 clip
Snitching out on me have my bruh dig your fucking ditch
Soulja Boy Tell 'Em looking so savage tho, man I swear to God all my niggas will let you have it though

[Hook x2]

[Verse 2: Soulja Boy]
Got that loud on you, let me smoke that shit
Got my click with me, and we roll so thick
SODMG, you better know that shit (pow)
We some sa-vage niggas, and we smoke that piff
Got my young niggas with me and he got that thing
Nigga, talk that fuck shit until his ass in danger
Catch him running like a motherfucking trackstar nigga
I be riding with them niggas, that's the black cars nigga
With that black card nigga and a yellow bone bitch
She say she a model I don't really give a fucking shit
I'm a fuck her throat dog cause a nigga savage, riding with my young niggas and you can't have shit
Calling plays and my niggas bring it through, Young Dre aka; throwing money out the roof
Smoking loud after loud after loud to the face
Nigga talking fuck shit brought the K's and beat the case

[Hook x2]

"Save Our Community"


Word around town mane, they try to ruin me
Streets is divided, my people need unity
Voices in my head saying, save our community
All the police do is make us act more stupidly
I step on the stage like a king and let my jewelry bling
Speaking to the youth like a young Martin Luther King
They wanna control me, but I am not a damn slave
Millions dollars a weekend, man I'm gettin damn paid
Young Soulja tell 'em teachin shit that they don't teach in school
Young Soulja million dollars a week, now that's some revenue
Young Soulja doing shit that you don't see on the local news
Young Soulja travel 'cross the world, where the fuck are you?

Okay, yeah
I'm doing this for my people [2x]
Everyone equal [4x]
I'm doing this for my people [2x]
You keep doin you, Ima keep doin me
Save my community [4x]

I'm speaking to the masses, through God's blessing
I live life and love life and learned life lessons
Now these dudes mindset is so dumb
Hesitate to pick up a book quick to pick up the gun and run and try to rob
Before you try to earn and learn and do yo job
See I'm on my grind like my last name Hawk
DeAndre Way, definition of a BOSS
Jewelry I bought, but it ain't even 'bout that
It's about the plan to understand that I'm 'bout that
All of my people man I know they gettin the best of me
Tellin young youth to create they own destiny
Everlasting knowledge
Everlasting lyrics for the people in college, for the people in the high schools I got 'em
SODMG is the foundation
I see it and I know the people waiting, have patience

[Chorus (2x)]

"Say She Luv Me"
(feat. Chief Keef)



She say she luv me whatever dat is
Do me a favor save dat shit
She say she luv me whatever dat is
Do me a favor save dat shit
Like bad kids they be wreckless
My heart sold like taxes
You say you know soulja they be like ya
Do me a favor save dat shit
You fonie niggas better stay back yea
Alot of steady clips no actin
She says she know soulja he be flexin
Pull the windows down smell freshin
Good loud packs smell like cat piss
Hanging out the roof you're wreckless
Rocking in my rock jeans
[?] nigga following
I ain't with the arguing
My niggas come cling clang no arguing
She say she luv me whatever dat is
We see lot shit get hectic
Alot of steady clips no acting
No sex bitch I only want the neck bitch
She say she luv me whatever dat is
Do me a favor save dat shit
Like bad kids they be wreckless
My heart sold like taxes
You say you know soulja they be like ya
Do me a favor save dat shit
You fonie niggas better stay back yea
Alot of steady clips no actin
Woke up this morning in my swag on a million
Omg soulja soul she fin to kill em
New mixtape got the streets going crazy
Speakers going hammer
Whipping up baby, pull up to the road panamera like it's 80
30 on my trap got my cell going crazy
Yellow bone lady, suck me in the sadie
Gucci eveyrthing, versace on my lens, soulja
I'm so outta here I'm feeling like the bitch
Sodmg swagga and we chill
Soulja, soulsa, go and take it over
2012 lamborghini whip in slow motion
She say she luv me whatever dat is
Do me a favor save dat shit
Like bad kids they be wreckless
My heart sold like taxes
You say you know soulja they be like ya
Do me a favor save dat shit
You fonie niggas better stay back yea
Alot of steady clips no actin
She say she luv me whatever dat is
Do me a favor save dat shit

"Shawty Want A Xanex"


Back Pack, Snap Back
No Fitted, I'ma Go In
Yeah Its Soulja Boy We Got That Top Ten
And I Got That Mac Ten
Shout Out To My Bro Sam
Yeah You Know That We 2 Kings
And You Know That We Go Ham
Yellow Diamonds Like Pay Man, LV Luggage Like Its Business
Keep On Talking All That Shit
But Your Opinion I Recommended
Its Dre, Okay, And I Do My Thang In The Streets
Yes I Do My Thing On The Beats And Tell These Niggas That I'm Gone Beef
Let The Birds Fly And The Preachers Preach
Word Around Time I'm Lil Meech
28 Birds In A Pigeon Coop And I Take 28 Ounces And Pour A Deuce
I Bought A Watch And My Wrist Hurt, Iэm In The Kitchen My Wrist Work
They Locked Up My Homies That Shit Hurt

[Hook:]
Nigga Its The Pretty Boy Please Say The Swag
Oh Yeah We Did, Oh Yeah We Did
Shawty Wanna Zan, Shawty Shawty Wanna Xanax
Shawty Wanna Zan, Shawty Shawty Wanna Xanax

Its The Pretty Boy Please Say The Swag
Oh Yeah We Did, Oh Yeah We Did
Shawty Wanna Zan, Shawty Shawty Wanna Xanax
Shawty Wanna Zan, Shawty Shawty Wanna Xanax
Girl Please Show Me Something New Cause I Swear That I Be Arrested For
That Area Is So Familiar, I Swear We Done That Before
So Many People Got Shit To Say
Get The Fuck Up Out My Way
Soulja Boy Aka Lil Dre In The Streets All Motherfucking Day

On The Grind So Low You Can See These Streets Nigga Talk Shit But He Want No Beef
Heard These Opinions Are Running Like Olympics
These Nigga Really Don’t Know Shit About Me
I Just Wanna Go And Live My Life
I Just Really Wanna Rock My Ice
I Don’t Really Believe In Time
So I’m Living Out Of My Mind
Coming Money All The Time
SOD The Corporation
Niggas Start To Hate Thats Fine
But I'm Still Going To Rep My Nation
It Started As A Dream, Now I'm A Fucking King
Now All Them Girl Scream, Now I’ma Do My Thing

[Hook]

Hopped Out Looking So Damn Clean
2012 Bentley On The Murder Scene
Tell All Of My Folks I’m A Damn King
Double Cup Shawty And That Juice Shawty.
Shawty Say That She Wanna Zan
Shawty Say She Forgot Her Man
I’m In The Club Doing All My Dance
100 Mil In My Right Hand
Turn Up To That [?]
Double Cup Pull Me Up Now I’m Moving Slow
Soulja Boy Talking Over The Globe
Sod We All Day Check Check Out All Our Clothes
To The Maximum, New Album New Drink Going Platinum
Swag Up Swag Up To The Maximum
Turned Up, Turned Up, Turned Up

"She Got That Swag"



Waking up, turn it up
A lot of Kush we burn it up
No girlfriend she chosen up
Yo girlfriend she know what's up
We riding around in my Bentley
I'm throwing money up out the roof
She fuck with me she don't fuck with you
She walk around in the Jimmy Choos
Baby girl she love to brag
Baby girl she got that swag
Walk in the mall got all them bags
We ball hard, we pop them tags
Turning up, south beach we burning up
The whole club they know what's up
Ass so deep we going up
She know what's up
Baby girl she got swag
She talking bout that Gucci
That Louie shit you never had

Yeah, there she bang
And she got that swag
Yeah, yeah, yeah and she got that swag
Yeah and she got that swag
All she talk is swag

Hold up with that Gucci
All up on the bed
I'll be in the club, I'll be going south
I be going in I be going Ham
Yes she pulling up and she got that swag
Louie on her lens Gucci on her bag
She got what she want she don't have to beg
She got what she want she don't have to ask
Riding in the pink damn she driving fast
Smoking loud pack she's got a big old ass
I take a couple hundreds slap her on the ass
In the ass B making cash
Yes she got that swag
Yes she got that swag
Yes she got that swag
Yes she got that swag

Pulling up she got red bottoms
Christian Loubutins rocking on some rare Pradas
Prada, God damn and she looking right
She been fuck a nigga all night
Oh yeah, got the skirt on so she looking right
Got a bad bitch fuck her all night
Got a bad bitch and I fuck her right
Ay hit it form the back they gonna rip the pipe
Yes she got that swag
Yes she got that swag
Yes she got that swag
She got what she want she don't have to beg
Turn up!

Yes she fine as hell
All that bitch rock is some wild sell
She fly! And she get high as well
And riding in that building she'd be dunking 12
What she does? She get everything off the shelf
Walk inside the Gucci store, baby help yourself
Straight drop, she'd be looking bad
Got a big tattoo all up on her ass
Damn! Yes she got that swag
Yes she got that swag
Yes she got that swag
She got what she want she don't gotta to beg
Turn up!
Yes she got that swag (she does)
Yes she got that swag
Yes she got that swag
She got what she want she don't gotta to beg
She don't!

My baby bad as hell
She rock wise sell
Damn, she get high as well
She got that swag, nigga catch and tell
Yes she got that swag
Yeah yeah, yes she got that swag
Turn up!
Yes she got that swag
She got what she want she don't gotta to beg

Yes she got that swag
Yes she got that swag
Yes she got that swag
Yes she got that swag
She got what she want she don't even gotta ask
Turn up! Swag!
Yes she got that swag
Baby got that swag

"She Thirsty"


[Background:]
Yea, Yea, Yea, Yea,Yea
Yea,Yea,Yea, Yea,Yea
Yea, Yea,Yea

[Soulja Boy: Talking]
Ay, Its Yo Folks Soulja Boy
You Know What Im Saying
This Song Right Here
Is For All Them Girls That Be Thirsty
You Know What Im Saying
Be All Upon Yo Boy
You Know Who You Is

[Pre-Chorus:]
She Thirsty,She Thirsty,She Thirsty,
She Thirsty,She Thirsty,She Thirsty,
She Thirsty,She Thirsty,She Thirsty,
She Thirsty,She Thirsty,She Thirsty,
She Thirsty,She Thirsty
She Thirsty,She Thirsty

[Chorus:]
She Like My Swag (She Thirsty)
She Like My Hair Cut (She Thirsty)
She Like My Smile (She Thirsty)
She Want Me Wifyed Up (She Thirsty) [x2]

[Verse 1:]
Soulja Boy Tell'em Got The Gurl Gone Wild
When I Step On Stage, And Yo Boy Crack A Smile
She Thirsty, She Thirsty
She Wanna Ride With A (With A) G
First Class
She Wanna Fly With A (With A) G
Well She Coulda
She Coulda, Woulda, Yes She Shoulda
When It Come To Pulling Chicks, Under Chicks Pull Her
After The Show You Could Meet Me At The Hotel
Tell Eurrbody That She Know
Well Ol' Well

[Pre-Chorus:]
She Thirsty,She Thirsty,She Thirsty,
She Thirsty,She Thirsty,She Thirsty,
She Thirsty,She Thirsty,She Thirsty,
She Thirsty,She Thirsty,She Thirsty,
She Thirsty,She Thirsty
She Thirsty,She Thirsty

[Chorus:]
She Like My Swag (She Thirsty)
She Like My Hair Cut (She Thirsty)
She Like My Smile (She Thirsty)
She Want Me Wifyed Up (She Thirsty) [x2]

[Verse 2:]
Walked Up In The Spot
And You Already Know
Soulja Boy Up In The Build
And It Time To Start The Show (Start The Show)
Stacks On Deck (Stacks On Deck)
Bathing Apes (Bathing Apes)
Yea Im Super Fresh (Yea Im Super Fresh)
Yea Thats A Rap (Yea Thats A Rap)
I Ride Super Clean (Super Clean)
In The Limousine (Limousine)
Gurls Say Im Super Cute
Got That Handsome Cream (Handsome Cream)
Heads Turn When I Walk Through The Door
She Said She Thirsty For Yo Boy
So Let Me Superman That...

[Pre-Chorus:]
She Thirsty,She Thirsty,She Thirsty,
She Thirsty,She Thirsty,She Thirsty,
She Thirsty,She Thirsty,She Thirsty,
She Thirsty,She Thirsty,She Thirsty,
She Thirsty,She Thirsty
She Thirsty,She Thirsty

[Chorus:]
She Like My Swag (She Thirsty)
She Like My Hair Cut (She Thirsty)
She Like My Smile (She Thirsty)
She Want Me Wifyed Up (She Thirsty) [x2]

[Bridge:]
She Like My Swag (My Swag)
She Like My Hair Cut (My Hair Cut)
She Like My Smile (My Smile)
She Want Me Wifyed Up (Me Wifyed Up) [x2]

She Thirsty,She Thirsty,She Thirsty,
Ayyyyyyyyy
She Thirsty,She Thirsty,She Thirsty,
Ayyyyyyyyy
She Thirsty,She Thirsty,She Thirsty,
Ayyyyyyyyy
She Thirsty,She Thirsty,She Thirsty,
Ayyyyyyyyy
She Thirsty,She Thirsty,She Thirsty,
Ayyyyyyyyy
She Thirsty,She Thirsty,She Thirsty,
Ayyyyyyyyy
So Let Me Superman That...

[Chorus:]
She Like My Swag (She Thirsty)
She Like My Hair Cut (She Thirsty)
She Like My Smile (She Thirsty)
She Want Me Wifyed Up (She Thirsty) [x2]

"Shoppin' Spree"
(feat. Gucci Mane, Yo Gotti)



[CHORUS]
Left ring 10 hundred cash
Neckpiece 30 grand
Whip cost 300 grand
God damn I'm on a shoppin spree
Bracelet 20 bags
Rims cost me 5 grand
House cost 500 cash
God damn I'm on a shoppin spree

[SOULJA BOY]
Ridin in a whip that dont release until 2010
50 thousand dollars spent just to make my rims spin
Half a million dollars spent on the house I live in
Even more spent on the seat I sit my ass in
Soulja Boy Tell Em a.k.a the assasin
prises cuts in my watch like I threw sum glass in
Damn, exclusive shit sent from China
If you lookin for me I'm probaly in your girl's vagina
I'm lookin in the mirror tell me who's finer
Bought a Lamborgini, didn't need to co-signer
ayy wat i spit is jus minor
Every cut served Soulja Boy's headliner
Damn now tell me you don't feel this
Ayy, you can't say I'm just one hit
Ayy, are you bitch niggas serious
I'm quick on track like fast and the furious

[CHORUS]

[x6]
I'm on a shoppin spree

[GUCCI MANE]
From a Cutlass to a Chevy, Chevy to a Lamborgini
You can't be me or see me unless you see me on T.V.
Shiny and greesy I wonder if Stevie Wonder can see me
Necklace a jungle of visas, just check my selection of pieces
Uhh, I got a stupid collection you see it
Chain worth a millie, you silly, really I'm lly and 20
Hah, man I pass out 50s an 20s
I pass out 50s an 20s
I pass out 100s and 50s
We make more money than Chemists, Doctors, and Lawyers, and Dentists
Chemists, the Doctors, the Lawyers, money together could'nt get me
2 door Gulardo, 160
Drop, top, 120
House worth a million and three, Dula truck, 63 g's
Old schools a hundred a piece
That cost me 75 g's, 65 actually but my rims cost me 10 of them things
Gucci, Yo Gotti, the king
Soulja done did it again
This team be 82g's, that beat is 82 keys
Soulja!

[CHORUS]

[YO GOTTI]
See money ain't the object
Lets give you a option
You go to your stash, partner an I'll come out my pockets
2 hundred hundreds,
That's like 20 grand
Just enough for me to buy my bride a new band
I'm like Soulja Boy Tell em,
They think that I'm playing
Come down here to Tennesse and see that I'm the man
Ain't talkin about no rappin
I'm talkin about that trappin
I'm talkin about that brick, I'll ram it straight up pistol package, Check!
Ringpiece 2,000 grand
Neckpiece 4,000 grand
Fin to cop a Chevy but instead I went and copped a Lamb
Woo!, took your bitch on a shopping spree
Gucci this, Prada this, I think that hoe in love with me
Ain't got security, I keep lots of thugs with me
We call them goons cause, I rock lots of jewlery
Cocaine everything
Who the fuck ain't feelin me
Gun powder on the market
Realest nigga in the streets

[CHORUS]

[x6]
I'm on a shopping spree

"Sidekick"


Talkin To This Shawty Up Inside The Club
Said A Couple Words And She Gave Me A Hug
Pulled Out The Sidekick 3 Is On Deck
So Much Ice Hanging Off My Neck
Back To The Topic So I Flip The Phone
Stacks On Deck Don't Get Me Wrong
Told Her This The New White D-Wade Wit The Suede
600 How Much I Paid...

[Chorus:]
For My Sidekick, For My Sidekick, For My Sidekick, For My Sidekick, For My Sidekick
For My Sidekick, For My Sidekick, For My Sidekick
(Hit Me Up) On My Sidekick, (Hit Me Up) On My Sidekick, (Hit Me Up) On My Sidekick,
(Hit Me Up) On My Sidekick, (Hit Me Up) On My Sidekick, (Hit Me Up) On My Sidekick,
(Hit Me Up) On My Sidekick, (Hit Me Up) On My Sidekick, (Hit Me Up) On My

Lookin So Fresh As My Neck Is Bling
While I'm Textin These Gurls On My Sidekick 3
Some Call It 2-Way, Some Call It Sidekick
All I Know Is I'm Gonna Put It Down It My Kick
All White T-Shirt Wit The Phone Message
And When It Flip It Real Fast It Make The Gurls Look At It
I Ain't Gotta Say Nuthin But Man Am I On It
650 Dollars Just To Talkin On My Phone

[Chorus]

You Can Hit Me Up On 2-Way, My Sidekick 3 Its The Same Thing
If You Got This Phone Then U Ballin (No You Ain't)
Flipped Out That Junk And Start Callin (Bet)
Its Ya Folk Soulja Boy Man U Already Know
I Got Stacks On Deck When I Walk Through The Do'
Man I Can't Believe That I'm Rappin 'bout A Phone
But What U Won't Believe Is I Wrote This Song....

[Chorus]

"Sippin Lean"



Sipping on this lean, sipping on this lean
Sipping on this lean, sipping on this lean
Man, I got codeine, I got promethazine
Man, I got codeine, I got promethazine
Sipping on this lean, sipping on this lean
Sipping on this lean, sipping on this lean
I got codeine, I got promethazine
I got codeine, I got promethazine

Sipping on this lean and my ice froze
All by Cuban links from the North Pole
Shorty say she know me, well, I don't know
Had her in the bed, in a figure fold
I be sipping lean, keep my heart cold
9 mm right next to my door
I be riding, flexing right on Stilton Road
That nigga ain't pouring up, I stay, pull
I be riding clean 'cause they know I'm flexing
I be riding Bugatti, I don't ride in Lexus
No, I be sipping lean, I'm a call a fiend
I'm a take the belly, miss 'em with some Louis jeans

Sipping on this lean, sipping on this lean
Sipping on this lean, sipping on this lean
I got codeine and promethazine
I got codeine and promethazine
Sipping on this lean, sipping on this lean
Sipping on this lean, sipping on this lean
I got codeine, I got promethazine
I got codeine, I got promethazine

Sipping on this lean, man, I gotta pee
Call my plug up, I need all that Actavis
Riding through my hood, we call it the steaks
I be playing 'round with 'bout 20 mil'
20 bricks duffle all up in my bag
100 bands 'cause it make my pants sack
Riding through my hood, they say what's up with that
A hood nigga but I got a platinum black
Lean

"Skinny Niggaz Running Shit"


Yeah bitch! 1UP the mixtape nigga
I'm a tell you like this bitch, skinny niggaz running everything nigga
You ready

Hatin on me
Skinny niggaz running shit [x3]
Hatin on me
Skinny niggaz running shit [x7]
Hatin on me
Skinny niggaz running shit [x4]

I'm deep off in the fuckin game
Everybody know my name, Soulja Boy gone bring the pain
I'm strapped, 1UP mixtape
Shout outs to all my fans
Hold me down, I'm leaning like a fuckin kick stand
This is official, I'm posted in the trap
I got automatic straps, I got iPhone in my lap
I got money in my bank account, fuck a bank account
Nigga skinny niggaz running shit, I tell yo girl to suck my dick
I'm a fuck your girlfriend, I'm a fuck your girlfriend
360 rims got me spinning like a whirlwind
Skinny niggaz running shit
Bitch I thought you knew that shit
Soulja Boy my name, bitch I used to be in the ruthless clique
Skinny niggaz running shit, I'm a fuck yo girlfriend
360 rims got me flexin like a whirlwind
I HAD to go fuckin ham, I HAD to hit the fuckin slap
I HAD to go in the mall and buy all the fuckin vans
I HAD to throw all the K, skinny niggaz in yo face
I HAD to hit the block and put that shit on in the safe
I HAD to go fuckin in, I HAD to go swag times 10
I HAD to hit Datpiff and drop my new mixtape bitch
I HAD to swag on them damn, put that shit up on my back
Tatted up up on my back, put that shit up on the map
Skinny niggaz in this bitch
Busted nigga hitting shit
We don't give a fuck bitch, I fought you in yo condo bitch
Soulja Boy my name, I'm a smoke that marijuana bitch
Back to the fuckin hook, I read you like a fuckin book
Strapped with that AK, aiming for yo fitting cap
Hating on me dog, cause I put my city on the map
Skinny nigga in this bitch, I bet you see me in the trap

Hatin on me
Skinny niggaz running shit [x3]
Hatin on me
Skinny niggaz running shit [x3]
Hatin on me
Skinny niggaz running shit [x3]
Hatin on me
Skinny niggaz running shit [x3]
I'm a fuck yo girlfriend, I'm a fuck yo girlfriend
360 rims got me spinning like a whirlwind

1up the mothafuckin mixtape BITCH

"Skittles"


[Intro:]
Turn off, turn on, man
King Soulija, two!
Yea, the movie!
Turn off, turn on, man
Salute me!
Money scales, nigga
SODNG!
Got all the bitches
We're on tour!
Soulija, Soulija, hey!

[Hook:]
Busting jewels, busting jewels
Make it play, make it play (racks)
I got bands on me
I get racks all day
I got skittles on me
She got skittles on her
Different covers on my chain,
You got money and worst.
I got skittles on me
She got skittles on her
I got skittles on me
Different covers on my chain
Different covers on my watch
Different covers on my ring
I got skittles on me
I got skittles on me

Busting jewels, busting jewels
Make it play, make it play
I got all these bands,
I got guap on me
Got a new Rolex and a couple AP
All these gold bricks, bitches, SOD
I'm a work with the fork
Shut it to New York
Soulija took the game and I made it work!
Let's get it!
She kick shit like Lou King
Soulija wore right, ice new chains
I think it's about time for a fucking new king
Made niggas tripping, go and tie you shoe strings
Soulija got new kicks, some like Jay-Z
My diamonds, they look like a light show
I'm getting the cash, no '
I'm iPhone, no eye scope
And I'm on with no eyes on!

[Hook:]
Busting jewels, busting jewels
Make it play, make it play
I got all these bands
I get racks all day
I got skittles on me
I got skittles on me
Different covers on my chain,
Different covers on my ring
Busting jewels, busting jewels
Make it play, make it play
I got bands on me
I get racks all day
I got skittles on me
I got skittles on me
I got skittles on me
I got skittles on me

My diamonds looking incredible
Soulija boy get guap and I am more guap on my schedule
Rich game, we're ahead of you
Second, no catching my revenue
New Bentley coop on no twenty-two
That Lamborghini was brand new
Got brand new jewels and shiny shoes.
Owned the G, five protégés
Make yee screaming my name
Who's that?
I got new shoes, I got new jewels,
Ten rings and ten chains
New whips, new ice,
Damn! This is a life!
Throw a' in his shoes
SOD, rare jewels
Groovers cruise the way I cruise
Coop control, Mountail Dew
... she say she love me
That's the Molly talking!
Soldier boy, keep her alcoholic
I'm am alcoholic, shopaholic
Make a movie, I love Fendi, love Gucci
She can't have it, she wanna do it!

[Outro:]
Turn up with the'
Make it play, make it play
All day, out of space
Ya niggas throw it up, man
Let's get it!

"Slangin' Chickens"


[Intro:]
Uh woo yea yea yea
Soulja
Turn up, turn up
Soulja ah
All this money on me
All this swag on me
Soulja uh

[Hook:]
All these diamonds on my neck like a nigga slangin chickens
Slangin chickens, like a nigga slangin chickens
Got this Rolex on my wrist like a nigga slangin chickens
Slangin chickens, like a nigga slangin chickens
Ridin in this foreign whip like a nigga slangin chickens
Slangin chickens, like a nigga slangin chickens
All this gold in my ring like a nigga slangin chickens
Slangin chickens, like a nigga slangin chickens

[Verse 1:]
As I look around I got bricks, I got pounds (damn)
Soulja keep the AR and it hold like 80 rounds (ball)
Disrespect the squad and, in your ditch yours body found (yuh)
Flexin through the hood and you know I got them pounds (pounds)
Gwap gwap, trap shit won't stop (you know)
Post up on the west side, yea that's my block (turn up)
Rolex on my wrist so I keep the pistol cocked (cocked)
Word through the town duckin shots in the shots (ball)
Lil Dre brill brill, big money flexin
Got a Cuban link row (go crazy) hangin on my neck
I rock Versace shit, red bottoms on my kicks (foreign)
If you beef with me then I'm shootin yo whole clique (squad)

[Hook:]
Got these diamonds on my neck like a nigga slangin chickens
Slangin chickens, like a nigga slangin chickens
Got this Rolex on my wrist like a nigga slangin chickens
Slangin chickens, like a nigga slangin chickens
Ridin in this foreign whip like a nigga slangin chickens
Slangin chickens, like a nigga slangin chickens
All this gold in my ring like a nigga slangin chickens
Slangin chickens, like a nigga slangin chickens

[Verse 2:]
Walkin at the mall, I was stopped by paparazzi
All this ice on my neck, you know Soulja Boy be gwapin
Was I water whip the brick, coulda copped a Maserati
Wake up in the morning racks, and I'm goin Fendi shoppin (bands)
Sippin on this lean and this clean, straight codeine
I'm a true religion fiend, purple drink promethazine
Outer space, pretty bands
Got these racks on kick stand
Shorty chill and relax, I got pills, I got packs
I got bricks of the lean, do you remember me?
My belt Ferrari, my lean Versace
Stay getting gwap, you a street nigga
Catch me in the streets gwapin like I'm slangin chickens

[Hook:]
All these diamonds on my neck like a nigga slangin chickens
Slangin chickens, like a nigga slangin chickens
Got this Rolex on my wrist like a nigga slangin chickens
Slangin chickens, like a nigga slangin chickens
Ridin in this foreign whip like a nigga slangin chickens
Slangin chickens, like a nigga slangin chickens
All this gold in my ring like a nigga slangin chickens
Slangin chickens, like a nigga slangin chickens

[Outro:]
Damn
Hunned million, throwin cash like a nigga slangin chickens
In the kitchen and I'm water whippin
And I'm ridin in that foreign like I'm slangin chickens
Soulja got the...
Soulja watch me, Rich Gang
Like I'm... ridin in that... pull up... like I'm... turn up
Woo woo woo
Uh
Yuh
King Soulja
Yuh
Getting money
Uh
Turn up
Uh
Yuh
Uh
SOD
Yea
Chickens
Uh
Soulja Soulja
Soulja Soulja
Uh
Yea yea

"Smoke"


[Intro:]
I be so gone
Chillin' in the clubs
What you don't know won't hurt you
And I be gone, I be gone

[Verse:]
Wake up in the morning and I'm twisting blunts
Everyday I'm getting money this is not a stunt
I'm SOD money ganging till the day I go
Got money all up in my clothes
Got money all up on the floor
Big bang rose ye big bang rose, Louie this and Gucci that
Artifacts, lots of tests
Lots of money and alot of stacks
They check me out we done through that
They cash you out we went through that
Stay with the stacks and stay with the cash
Got them plex same rolplex
Rolling up with that magazine with my face up on the cover
Bitches on my dick man I get 'em like no other
Swag got the space, swag ye I made that
But shout out to Lil B that's my nigga we gon' swag
Pull up drop my tank, pull up I got bands
You already know what's up with me SOD to the end
Came up out the base world, smoking with a base girl
Riding through the city and I'm feeling out of space girl
Take you to another world I take you to another planet
We get so high up in this bitch that you can't stand up
We get so high up in this bitch that you can't stand up
And she just wanna smoke and fuck
And she just wanna smoke and fuck
So nigga I just roll it up
So nigga I just roll it up
So nigga I just roll it
She just wanna smoke and fuck
She just wanna smoke and fuck
So you know I roll it up
So you know I roll it up
I be cashed out walking out the mall
With a whole lot of Versace and Barberi, Chanel, Ermez, Bill
Whatever is whatever
I'm getting money I make it rain and change the weather
I'm out of space on a space ship we cross a million
If you can buy it try it, I'm 'bout to start a riot
Gold on my bracelet and gold in my rings
I put gold and diamonds on every chain

"Smooky"


Who they want?
Smooky!
Who they want?
Smooky!
Who they want?
Smooky!
Who they want?
Smooky!

Them keys and the ?? yeah we got them guys.
[x2]

Who that was?
(Smooky [2x])
poppin 30 bottles in that fucking club,
(Smooky!)
Upgraded 20 inches plus the dubs
(Told'em)
40 inches together and my top scrub...
Who they want?
(scurt)
Who they want?
(swerve)
Who the nigga with everything you want?
(Smooky!)
Drop top phantom yeah that's what I own.
(own)
Oh My God
I done put my city on
(On)
Who the King?
[4x]
Who the nigga that gone let his jewelry bling?
(Smooky)
Ball out, all black, everything,
(everything)
Baby mama tatted up with that G- string

Who they want?
(Smooky!)
Who ballin' hard?
(Smooky!)
Who got all that money plus that black card?...
(Smooky)
Swimming pool and the backyard.
Smooky!
And pull that choppa if a nigga act hard
Oh My God

[Chorus]

Oh my god it's smoking good!
Just dropped 50,000 dollars in the hood.
a hundred racks
in L.A., on a lake
that's where I stay...

Who I be, who I be?
Who it is?
(Smooky, Smooky!)
fall off in the club man I'm out here in the ville
(Smooky, Smooky!)
Wear a phone,
Riding on chrome straight down the sipp
(Lets Goooooo)
I done took off like a jet off on the runway
And if you disrespect SOD boys it gone be gun play
I'm riding down the runway on a Sunday
and I'm stunting
And I'm getting to the money
bitch you looking at me funny? No way!
Young Soulja man I'm going ball freely
5 to 50 bruh I make this shit look easy
Everywhere I go man you already know bitch I'm ballin out the mall
I'm shutting down the fucking store

[Chorus 2x]