SOUL
We gon aim at his soul, Yea we gon aim at his soul
We gon aim at his soul, Yea we gon aim at his soul
We gon aim at his soul, Yea we gon aim at his soul
We gon aim at his soul, Yea we gon aim at his soul
Come to your block and we toting a pole
Freaky lil bitch want me fill up her hole
Yeah I got money not paying the toll
All white diamonds not fucking with gold
All white diamonds these Muhfuckas cold
Green in my pockets its looking like mold
Look at that nigga I know that he told
Dot on his face like a Muhfuckin' mole
I got this yellow inside of my cup
Your bitch like a straw cause she know how to suck
I got a 40 I'm keeping it tuck
I reach for my hip, then you better duck
He wanna be me, that nigga a schmuck
Drive by in a four door truck
You a opp then you finna get snuck
Keep this ice like a Muhfuckin' puck
You keep talking you paying the price
She not done so I'm fucking her twice
One more time man, I'm fucking her thrice
That's your bitch, I put dick in your wife
They keep saying that Benny too nice
That's because I be high as a kite
Mix the Wok with the Muhfuckin' Sprite
She want my sword like a Muhfuckin' knight
We gon aim at his soul, Yea we gon aim at his soul
We gon aim at his soul, Yea we gon aim at his soul
We gon aim at his soul, Yea we gon aim at his soul
We gon aim at his soul, Yea we gon aim at his soul
We gon aim at his soul, Yea we gon aim at his soul
We gon aim at his soul, Yea we gon aim at his soul
We gon aim at his soul, Yea we gon aim at his soul
Come to your block and we toting a pole
Freaky lil bitch want me fill up her hole
Yeah I got money not paying the toll
All white diamonds not fucking with gold
All white diamonds these Muhfuckas cold
Green in my pockets its looking like mold
Look at that nigga I know that he told
Dot on his face like a Muhfuckin' mole
I got this yellow inside of my cup
Your bitch like a straw cause she know how to suck
I got a 40 I'm keeping it tuck
I reach for my hip, then you better duck
He wanna be me, that nigga a schmuck
Drive by in a four door truck
You a opp then you finna get snuck
Keep this ice like a Muhfuckin' puck
You keep talking you paying the price
She not done so I'm fucking her twice
One more time man, I'm fucking her thrice
That's your bitch, I put dick in your wife
They keep saying that Benny too nice
That's because I be high as a kite
Mix the Wok with the Muhfuckin' Sprite
She want my sword like a Muhfuckin' knight
We gon aim at his soul, Yea we gon aim at his soul
We gon aim at his soul, Yea we gon aim at his soul
We gon aim at his soul, Yea we gon aim at his soul
We gon aim at his soul, Yea we gon aim at his soul
Credits
Writer(s): Baleb Cenjamin
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