Soulja Boy - Extendos Ft. The Game & Waka Flocka Flame Lyrics

Soulja Boy - Extendos Ft. The Game & Waka Flocka Flame Lyrics:

I got that scent, I got that scent
I got that scentI got them benz, I got them racks
I got them stacks, flocka

Hook:
I’m ridin around with extendos, I’m ridin around with extendos
I’m ridin around with extendos, we’re looking for them fuck niggas
I’m ridin around with extendos, I’m ridin around with extendos
I’m ridin around with extendos, we’re looking for them fuck niggas
Who, who want it, who want it, who want it like
Who, who want it, who want it, who want it
I’m ridin around with extendos, I’m ridin around with extendos
I’m ridin around with extendos, I count a mill with my eyes closed

Ridin’ round with extendos, niggas think I’m playing Nintento
Niggas say we’re … like rondo, got a nigga I’m gonn need 10 though
Got a harley…for them fuck niggas,
And I got a hard top nigga, I know where to stop, get touch nigga
Then I’m hopping out the car, wassup nigga
Long ones, nigga, load gun, give me hand gun,
You say no fun, got a red bone, she got long legs
She give me long head, she roll on blood
She a monster, hit it from a nigga with a clip
You don’t even wanna see what she’ll do to a bitch
And I just kill a nigga, I’ma kill that pussy
Money 7 that whole clip
… my phantom, can’t fuck with the …
Pronounce for my city, but I’m in Atlanta
Rising is red, just like my bandana
Get hit with the hammer, not money or man
Can copy my swag, can fuck with my grammar
These niggas is hoe, put that on my grandma
I’m soon and it whooping…
On tours on my jaws nigga, … got a horse in front of my car nigga
…fuck y’all niggas

Hook:
I’m ridin around with extendos, I’m ridin around with extendos
I’m ridin around with extendos, we’re looking for them fuck niggas
I’m ridin around with extendos, I’m ridin around with extendos
I’m ridin around with extendos, we’re looking for them fuck niggas
Who, who want it, who want it, who want it like
Who, who want it, who want it, who want it
I’m ridin around with extendos, I’m ridin around with extendos
I’m ridin around with extendos, I count a mill with my eyes closed

I’m turned up to the maximum
I’m ready nigga let’s take it go
You shoe shine so pretty there
I shoe shine so pretty here
I’m everywhere you know it
On red billy I’m black jack
on red flag you know that
your p**sy ass get toe tagged
You John Doe for that fuck shit
I pull up and I buck it
Soulja Soulja and Waka Flocka
pulling over them long choppers
niggas talking that fuck shit
Until a nigga come buck it
I’m off the deck when I’m turning my tellie
came up the water with an automatic
Soulja Soulja will you make it rain
55 diamonds in my mother fucking chain
Pow pow, nigga, bang, bang
Snakes know it is the murder game
Know where I be, know where I am
Know what’s up you know everything

Hook:
I’m ridin around with extendos, I’m ridin around with extendos
I’m ridin around with extendos, we’re looking for them fuck niggas
I’m ridin around with extendos, I’m ridin around with extendos
I’m ridin around with extendos, we’re looking for them fuck niggas
Who, who want it, who want it, who want it like
Who, who want it, who want it, who want it
I’m ridin around with extendos, I’m ridin around with extendos
I’m ridin around with extendos, I count a mill with my eyes closed

I’m rip it down, pocket glow, two glocks that’s some throw aways
Up and down from … street, that’s rivendale road next to the L toe
Smokers like poach, …Christmas folks
from playin counting ribon down nigga I can go both
nigga what is all about, Mollies, weed, coke
BSN my code, bad bitches and we are hundreds on the floor
smell that cush when I walk to the door
throwin stacks nigga I got a sack, put the bands in your head
For the bands, make your best friend put a bullet in your head.

Soulja Boy - They Jockin’ Lyrics

Soulja Boy - They Jockin’ Lyrics:

Niggas talking down but it really don’t matter though
you talking all this pour shit I come to split your catalog
I’m getting money I’m see
I don’t want no end of though
you p**sy niggas this bitch
all y’all this..and dough
you worry around and runnin’ you lives
you lose this like I lose little
I got two of them, got two rags, got two bar, got two chain
I’m grindin for many and hustling for hours
I’m broken for power the world it is ours

They both fly what a..oh
the right thing..the truck
everybody leaning let me ’cause I came up
23 million when they pull their name up
sorry bout what’s up, sorry bout what’s handing
worry to the city, you feel sad
everybody know, got it for the low so
big bang rollin, and I rap west coast
7 7 says the roll, dance for the folk
and I hold em down til the day I saw
and I’m..I can’t..even though I sit a drink

Hook:
I drop ten, drop ten
Gotta watch my back for the cops and them folks niggas watchin
they jockin, they jockin, they jockin, they jockin
they pluttin, they pluttin, they watchin
uh I drop ten, gotta watch my back
for them cops and them folks gotta watchin
they jockin, they jockin, they jockin, they jockin
they pluttin, they pluttin, they watchin

If you see the face down
you know that we gonna burn it all
didn’t..light before
I thought that he gonna turn it all
I crash the car by A mar
and that little time I skateboard
and put the..on the A floor
and met my headers gonna hate bar
I got clips Ak bananas
roll upon your ass nigga..
I won’t beat you don’t want..
I’m scarface turn em Montana
I’m your own nigga and been paid
you’re a old nigga and bitch made
and you walk around with this switch played
and you’re scared before the kitchen fade
is number weed in my section
I’m out of space with this jet sense
I’m old shit game and I take em real paid
other one like a piranha bitch
is SOD is what I rap and I will never have up
you big better catch your..I roll upon is nothing this

[Hook:]

Soulja Boy - A Soulja World Lyrics

Soulja Boy - A Soulja World Lyrics:

Yeah, you know who it is nigga
The motherfucking king
I go so hard on this shit man, swear to god
Young nigga, sodmg nigga, root of all
Y’already know what it is, hey

God damn another park off, by the pool off
With the top off, niggas talking shit, got locked up
But god damn, I go off
Little dre, I’ma straight bull, I’m off the chain like a pitbull
I’m pulling up like rata tata,
Fuck nigga, you don’t want ammo
Free my niggas L and … that’s in the summer
South side that Atlanta and south side that New York
I smoke on them swisher sweets like new shits is New Ports
I’m pulling on on 24, and murder time I’m busting at you
And 23 go bad man, that callie, you flat line

[Hook] x 2
Welcome into a Soulja world, all young gangstas here
In my hood I was taught to show no fear
Loyalty and respect that’s all I know
And I swear to god me and my niggas gonna blow

And when we sitting eating dinner and eating steak
I just want you nigga to know
I’m here to fucking stay
And I’ma keep it g to my niggas from the start
And I put that on my sickness from my fucking heart

That nigga don’t want gunplay
I set them off on Monday
It’s gonna go like one way
And that shit is my way
I said I’m up on riley,
Heard you niggas talking bout my way
I fuck around and go hard
It’s soulja telling I go off
Nigga don’t wanna try wild
I pull up with a drive by
5 guns at a bad winter,
You see a nigga head still spinning
Still shooting and still popping
And body dropping it’s homicide
It’s mac 11 that’s all we living
I ain’t let shit slide
Pussy nigga, you a fuck nigga
And you know you a bitch
Then that’s why I never said your name on my songs yeah
I’ma represent for the whole snake
Niggas they suckers we taking on
It’s soulja soulja, it’s also, also
I swear to god, all the coast knows us, bitch!

[Hook] x 2
Welcome into a Soulja world, all young gangstas here
In my hood I was taught to show no fear
Loyalty and respect that’s all I know
And I swear to god me and my niggas gonna blow

And when we sitting eating dinner and eating steak
I just want you nigga to know
I’m here to fucking stay
And I’ma keep it g to my niggas from the start
And I put that on my sickness from my fucking heart.

Soulja Boy - Know Tho Lyrics

Soulja Boy - Know Tho Lyrics:

2 x Hook:
Got a brand new watch that photo, that photo
got a hoe signed in coco, in coco
and nigga watch never a popo, popo
got a girl best out in photo, photo
and they cashed out in the condo, condo
A cash you like run though, run though
they already know tho, know tho
every day in the..floor door, floor door

They already know tho, know tho
got a girl passed out in the photo, photo
shout out..info loco
and he says I came for the show tho
..for the show hoe, wow
’cause it mother fucking doing that promo
that 1 2 3 ins on foe and ling got me slow mow
I swear I got is no joke
..75 ..that’s a go go
talking that shit there’s no no
fuck around me and my bro bro
I jet part of ..for four mows
jades knocking in my trap tho
I’m turned on and I reach on
my eye got me ..looking so fro

[2 x Hook:]

My man can be in Dior
we blew up like some..
I see you in that..
I see me in the G 4
and shawty we gonna hardcore
America save a war
and talking 20 M’s when I’m building a supply store
I’m ending L watch me store
I’m ceiling it make me snore
more guns of my facility, more guns than career wars
that keep that shit g with me and the reason that run for
the money I explore and the bullshit I ignore

[2 x Hook:]

DCJ like gogo, may form me in no promo
you disrespect my bro bros
your weekends gonna get drunk though
and SOulja Boy got a cold flow
but I really jet lay low, and I..so froze
30 below zero, and I get so much though
SODCEO I should be on a TV show
because I’m in UFO
and nigga don’t undergo
them bro I’m I’ma over though
my right pocket slippage
I’m breaking real like is tight one though
you don’t know much that is cold
you don’t wanna store for hoe
I’ll show what share the hoe
my right package is slappage though
I ..like Jasmine roll and call me the new flow
and wipe seen my chain
and they say soldier boy hole lead you
I’m getting that paper though
I’m vincing Van Gogh and..boy..
the desire to know what I’m responsible for
Louie enter it dough and Gucci and stereo though

Soulja Boy - Ridin' Around Ft. Waka Flocka Lyrics

Soulja Boy - Ridin' Around Ft. Waka Flocka Lyrics:

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Soulja Boy - Out The Kitchen Lyrics

Soulja Boy - Out The Kitchen Lyrics:

Fresh up out the kitchen, riding round and I’m getting it
I smoke like smoke midget, got money to the ceiling
Kush up in the air, and my fucking chain
Lit up like a chandelier, get em
Swag tall and I press, get em
Let me begin and let’s race bitch, get em
Bracelet cost 35, chain cost 86
Niggas talking fuck shit, I pull up and I buck it
Sod that’s a bucket, nigga try your luck bitch, pussy

I’m a young rich nigga, I’m a rich nigga, yeah
Yeah licks with your bitch nigga
And my house cost 6 figures, 7 figures
And I’m standing by the plate nigga
Pull up and I mash, breaks a digital dash
And I’m from the future, all you fuck niggas in the past
No nigga you won’t last, cause I on rain, and I bring Armageddon
If you niggas want that pain, nigga
Young rich nigga, young rich nigga
I’m a young rich nigga, I’m a young rich nigga
I’m a young rich nigga, I’m a young rich nigga
I’m ain’t throwing hundreds, I ain’t throwing ones
Young rich nigga, this is what I do
Pull up to the block, yeah I got the juice
Ask em for the juice too, I’ma pop his head
If he talking down, I’ma shoot his leg if he tryna run
You know the word around town
Sod my gang campaigning for the summer
Niggas rock it true religion, I did that league 2009
I’m starting with my bizness, nigga that’s how I’m feeling
Bitch you know I rip it, never half stepping
50k on my necklace and that medusa first on my clock
Nigga talk around on the block, but I know what’s and what’s not
Nigga I’m know what’s hiding, I’m know to scope
I’m put to ponts and I’m on the foe
You talking down you get hit, hit the bitch with the telescope
Nigga, and my gun got a scope on it
That beam red is fuck will leave you head nigga you a dope dummy
Lil dre I go huned, go keep it 4 huned
Smoking on more chronic, nigga don’t get your dope running,
Nigga everything you want it’s mashing, it’s a young rich nigga
And I do this shit in action and I blast with figures
I’m on the block everyday if a nigga wanna race
Put that thing to his face
I’m a young rich nigga, I’m a young rich nigga
I’m a young rich nigga, I’m a young rich nigga
I was once a broke nigga but I’ma die rich, nigga
A huned k up in thousands
Selling green thousands eye lids
This what I do, I got that money piling

Fresh up out the kitchen, riding round and I’m getting it
I smoke like smoke midget,
Versace my bracelet, Lamborghini let’s race bitch
I’m the shit, just face it
I’m a young rich nigga, I’m a young rich nigga
I’m a young rich nigga, I’m a young rich nigga.

Soulja Boy - Old Money Lyrics

Soulja Boy - Old Money Lyrics:

I got new money, I got old money

[Hook] x 2
When they see me down, they say Soulja whoa
When they see my car, they say Soulja oh
I got old money, I got new money
I got old money, I got new money

Niggas really ain’t about it
Nigga pull up on you when I’m creeping in the Audi
Niggas they don’t want that
I pull up like wassup?
Sod, where it be, all dead we what’s on
Nigga pulling on like bang bang
It’s stacks on deck, money game
What the fuck you talk about
You know where I be, you know where I hang
Know erythang, diamonds in my bracelet
And my piece of chain
Soulja boy I go hard, I go so hard I go deranged
I go ham, hard as a motherfucker,
And you weak ass rap niggas ain’t nothing but suckers
Suck a ass nigga, let’s get to it
24 million, bitch I do it

[Hook] x 2
When they see me down, they say Soulja whoa
When they see my car, they say Soulja oh
I got old money, I got new money
I got old money, I got new money

That nigga started out with the popping
And thought that shit was all fun
Until I pulled up with the K, he started running like …
You a pussy nigga, you a bitch hoe
I’m kicking in your front door,
And if you ain’t there nigga,
I’m hollow tying your best hoe
You niggas really don’t wanna play
You don’t roll best with me
… I’m cutting niggas where pizza eat
On real niggas up in the streets
On real niggas up in the streets
Lil dre don’t give a fuck, I get my shit for 10 a key
I get my shit 20’s for the pain
Now flicker 4-5 huned a night
Nigga really I ain’t talking prices
I live that life I do the dice
Shoot the dices and shoot the crowd
And on top, that’s for the raps
Soulja tell them I do my shit
Y’all niggas ain’t doing shit

[Hook] x 2
When they see me down, they say Soulja whoa
When they see my car, they say Soulja oh
I got old money, I got new money
I got old money, I got new money.

Soulja Boy - Kim Kardashian Lyrics

Soulja Boy - Kim Kardashian Lyrics:

kim kardashian, kim kardashian, kim kardashian
kim kardashian, kim kardashian, kim kardashian
kim kardashian, kim kardashian, kim kardashian

oh my god, it’s 5 o’clock, i’m so swagged, posted on the block
so dmg and all that’s that shit i swagg, man that ocean gang came with that
get out the way
…feeling like a motherfucking mill, … that shotgun… swag
splashing money, splashy
oh i got it

kim kardashian, kim kardashian, kim kardashian
kim kardashian, kim kardashian, kim kardashian
kim kardashian, kim kardashian, kim kardashian

oh my god, swagging in the ferrari, girl drop that ass
it’s soulja boy… swagged out, …
damn my bracelet look like …
chain on my neck, swag, tattered like a bitch
kim kardashian, drop it down asses
swag on my nuts, meet me … hey
my …i got the drop swag,

kim kardashian, kim kardashian, kim kardashian
kim kardashian, kim kardashian, kim kardashian
kim kardashian, kim kardashian, kim kardashian x 2

damn she’s fine, she’s on my mind
she so beautiful, … from behind
kiss her on the lips, muah, muah, muah
i got so much swag
pretty … pretty girl, pretty swag
kim kardashian, long hair, yellow…
swear she got a nice hair… swagging with versace…

kim kardashian, kim kardashian, kim kardashian
kim kardashian, kim kardashian, kim kardashian
kim kardashian, kim kardashian, kim kardashian
oh my god kim kardashian
kim kardashian, kim kardashian, kim kardashian
kim kardashian, kim kardashian, kim kardashian
kim kardashian, kim kardashian, kim kardashian.

Soulja Boy - Stop Kony Lyrics

Soulja Boy - Stop Kony Lyrics:

[intro:]
soulja
kony 2012
right now, there are more people on facebook that there are on the planet
humanity’s greatest desire is to walk and connect
and now we see each other!
stop knony, stop kony
stop knony, stop kony
i got a life… and seven and a half days

stop kony, man, i can’t believe is going down
from my town, to your town, they’re taking kids,
turn them into soldiers, put a gun in his hand and his life is over
is getting so crazy, got to take it over
we gonna start kony it’s 20 over
it’s 2012 ten summers
kid…. take him to the jungle
aka 47… never seen his daddy, never seen his momma
this is history, all you gotta do is believe
soulja boy … almost leave…

new rules
the next twenty seven minutes are an experiment
stop knony, stop kony
stop knony, stop kony
we can do it ya
stop kony before it’s too late!
soulja!

Soulja Boy - Gucci And Gold Intro Lyrics

Soulja Boy - Gucci And Gold Intro Lyrics:

mother fucking gucci and gold mix tape
soulija!
yeah, i know the whole street is rocking with me, nigger
shut out to the whole mother fucking sta…
shut out to the whole ..town
you already know what time…
she killing all niggers…
chicago nigger, let’s get it straight from the dough!

bitch, don’t call my phone
i’m chilling, smoking…
i’mma king on a throne
niggers with that fuck shit
man, the niggers must be goofy
put the aka bitch
pull a bullet in …
i’m starting through the city
all this fucking… rock on me
like a nigger p diddy
and i just sign a check
so there’s five more mil
nigger talking for shit …
and i came to the club, and they… on gym
… about the soldier, cause i whip you slow motion
…fucking water, better yet a fucking ocean
oh my god, i’ve been killing shit, bitch
so you can’t end, and i’m stupid, filthy rich
..and she slide oh my god
and i pop a fucking pill …

where’s heading now
where’s heading now
where’s heading now
where is heading?
you know!
where is heading?
where is heading for a…
you know where is heading
you know where is heading
you know where is heading
you know where is heading
it’s money where we’re stacking…

hey, my little niggers with the shits, with the shits

every song got drop a hit, drop a hit
catch me on!

where’s heading now
where’s heading now
where’s heading now
where is heading?
you know!
where is heading?
you know it!
where is heading?
you know it!
where is heading for chicky, where’s heading?
for fredo, where’s heading?
..we stack and we’re smoking…
where’s heading now
where’s heading now
where’s heading now
where is heading?
you know!
where is heading for chicky, where’s heading?
for fredo, where’s heading?
is money where we’re stacking
we’re smoking…

Soulja Boy - Another One Ft. J-Bar Lyrics

Soulja Boy - Another One Ft. J-Bar Lyrics:

Hook:
you got to drink, yeah
you got to smoke, yeah
we roll up another one
brain got another one
drinks on the level, smoke on the right
and we gonna do this every single Friday night
got to drink, yeah
got to smoke, yeah
we roll up another one
brain got another one
drinks on the level, smoke on the right
and we gonna do this every single Friday night yeah

boy i had swag you all the fast G
fast lane, switch lane twitter..
bamboo soldier be mine I’ma stand hard
I’ma do my thing drop top some front yard
I’ma flash to club with three bottles
I’ma lead the club with three models
me and J bar sos the G bro
going in see me in three..

[Hook:]

party party party in the day front of..
vip shawty everybody drop to the
sodg, Bitch i love mama..
shake the ass, shake the ass
while I’ve been at the .. and I got any drinks to pay
it’s bout the time to leave, it’s bout the time to ..
waiting for a lead it just plus..

[Hook:]

Soulja Boy - Tear It Up Lyrics

Soulja Boy  Tear It Up. lyrics and video below.

Soulja Boy - Tear It Up Lyrics:

last gang in this mother fucker!
money, power,
you already know!
tell my friends that the wait is over
last gang, bitch we’re taking over!
… little.. akka soldier
so much money in my pockets, bitch i thought i told ya!
blast! now blast gang on the bismo
right pockets i ain’t seen, no
got a luck form the west to the east coast
switch your… and the cush, that’ how we smoke
i hit the.. spit the g today
cash down like i ain’t need…
nigger talking like busy…
trying to count my pockets like busy a
it’s not a question if…
fifteen when i dove in the rap game
two straps cut.. like…
niggers ask me what’s the word, bitches blast…

chorus:
gonna tear it up
yeah boy, i’m gonna tear it up
yeah boy, i’m gonna tear it up
gonna tear it up
yeah, boy i’m gonna tear it up
yeah boy, i’m gonna tear it up
bitch we gonna tear it up!
yeah, boy i’m gonna tear it up
yeah boy, i’m gonna tear it up
yeah we gonna tear it up

i snap back on some customs shit
these other niggers are some busta shit!
i swear i’m broke, nigger make me sick
this way niggers are so arrogant
and they couldn’t find a residence
got a young nigger feeling like the president
every time i try, the niggers copy me
i swear to got the niggers are watching me!
i ain’t… so i ain’t knocking me
on everything i love ain’t no stopping me
yeah, last gang…
..i don’t spin like..
..spill about ten ….
when the smoke clears, the young niggers still here
blast gang, need a damn pill!

chorus:
gonna tear it up
yeah boy, i’m gonna tear it up
yeah boy, i’m gonna tear it up
gonna tear it up
yeah, boy i’m gonna tear it up
yeah boy, i’m gonna tear it up
bitch we gonna tear it up!
yeah, boy i’m gonna tear it up
yeah boy, i’m gonna tear it up
yeah we gonna tear it up

i heard him talking soldier boy yeah i’m flashing it
but keep your mouth closed if you’re talking
..just to match my figures
sand the blast gang still blast still
to the eddy that’s…
let ‘em blew diamonds like mario
homie, bitch whore ain’t…
the world is mine, bitch i want it all!
haters access get denied
on a red carpet, no..
all these rappers made me laugh looking …
in this morning i got…
let ‘em pray and i got back to the dollar sign
i got .. thoughts in my mind
like forty million that i can’t touch
any place, any time, nigger hell with!

chorus:
gonna tear it up
yeah boy, i’m gonna tear it up
yeah boy, i’m gonna tear it up
gonna tear it up
yeah, boy i’m gonna tear it up
yeah boy, i’m gonna tear it up
bitch we gonna tear it up!
yeah, boy i’m gonna tear it up
yeah boy, i’m gonna tear it up
yeah we gonna tear it up