Soulja Boy

Yeah, yeah, uh-huh, yeah, uh-huh, yeah
Wake up, turn my swag on like Soulja Boy I already had your bitch, I told you, boy
These niggas be talkin' gunplay, ain't makin' no noise
Bitch, I'm grown, you still a lil' boy I got money, I got ice, I got bitches too

Nigga, what the fuck you gettin' to? I get money, nigga, you don't know that feelin' too
You spend your money all on bitches, dude, yeah
Wake up, get my cake up, niggas hatin', so what
Smokin' backwoods, yeah, I'm finna go up Keep these bitches out my face, cause I'm tryna get more bucks

Money up, it's clouded, niggas know I'm bout it And I keep it on me, leave a nigga sour
And you know I wake up, turn my swag on in the shower
Get that money, yeah, you know that money bring the power
If these bitches wanna fuck me, I'ma need a hour

Wake up, I be wildin', bitch, I'm thumbin' thousands
In these bitches' houses, diggin' bitches' mouths, she can't see if she be pouting
Just let these niggas doubt me
Put money on your head, and now your life a bounty

You gon' pay for pussy, when I just hit it, nigga
You got flex for hoes, I ain't with it, nigga
I might pour a four, fuck it, I might pour a fifth
I be in the hood, bootin' with my Lil jits

Wake up, turn my swag on like Soulja Boy
I already had your bitch, I told you, boy
These niggas be talkin' God play, ain't makin' no noise
Bitch, I'm wrong, you just a little boy

I got money, I got ice, I got bitches too
Nigga, what the fuck you gettin' to
I get money, nigga, you don't know that feelin' too
You spend your money, all them bitches do

I get money, nigga, you don't know that feelin' too



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Writer(s): Antoine Roberson
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