Cloudanooga ('Bout My Shit)
(We in CloudWorld, bitch)
(This some CloudWorld shit)
Hol' up bitch, let me rock my shit
Hopscotchin' down the street in an all-designer fit
Rockin' all these diamonds so you know I'm 'boutta hit
Cloudanooga, hell boy you know we 'bout them fits
Hol' up bitch, hol' up bitch
Hol' up bitch, you know I'm 'bout my shit
Hol' up bitch, hol' up bitch
Hol' up bitch, hol' up bitch
Bitch it's Cloudanooga, we be lookin' like a fashion show
ATL to New Zealand, we do this international
Goin' all insane and shit, I give a fuck what's rational
Why you actin' hard lil boy, you ain't about that action though
Sip Red Bull, it give me wings
Fly as fuck, I do my thing
With the birds, I hear 'em sing
Got the B's, I let 'em sting
Feel like Sonic, got some rings
Bitch I'm high off ketamine
Fuck around and see the beam
And I ride with VLT
Hol' up bitch, let me rock my shit
Hopscotchin' down the street in an all-designer fit
Rockin' all these diamonds so you know I'm 'boutta hit
Cloudanooga, hell boy you know we 'bout them fits
Hol' up bitch, hol' up bitch
Hol' up bitch, you know I'm 'bout my shit
Hol' up bitch, hol' up bitch
Hol' up bitch, hol' up bitch
Some things they try to tell me
Dumb things they try to tell me
I'm just gonna love me
I'm just gonna love me
Hol' up bitch, hol' up bitch
Hol' up bitch, you know I'm 'bout my shit
Hol' up bitch, hol' up bitch
Hol' up bitch, hol' up bitch
(Cloud Soulja is the fuckin' GOAT)
(This some CloudWorld shit)
Hol' up bitch, let me rock my shit
Hopscotchin' down the street in an all-designer fit
Rockin' all these diamonds so you know I'm 'boutta hit
Cloudanooga, hell boy you know we 'bout them fits
Hol' up bitch, hol' up bitch
Hol' up bitch, you know I'm 'bout my shit
Hol' up bitch, hol' up bitch
Hol' up bitch, hol' up bitch
Bitch it's Cloudanooga, we be lookin' like a fashion show
ATL to New Zealand, we do this international
Goin' all insane and shit, I give a fuck what's rational
Why you actin' hard lil boy, you ain't about that action though
Sip Red Bull, it give me wings
Fly as fuck, I do my thing
With the birds, I hear 'em sing
Got the B's, I let 'em sting
Feel like Sonic, got some rings
Bitch I'm high off ketamine
Fuck around and see the beam
And I ride with VLT
Hol' up bitch, let me rock my shit
Hopscotchin' down the street in an all-designer fit
Rockin' all these diamonds so you know I'm 'boutta hit
Cloudanooga, hell boy you know we 'bout them fits
Hol' up bitch, hol' up bitch
Hol' up bitch, you know I'm 'bout my shit
Hol' up bitch, hol' up bitch
Hol' up bitch, hol' up bitch
Some things they try to tell me
Dumb things they try to tell me
I'm just gonna love me
I'm just gonna love me
Hol' up bitch, hol' up bitch
Hol' up bitch, you know I'm 'bout my shit
Hol' up bitch, hol' up bitch
Hol' up bitch, hol' up bitch
(Cloud Soulja is the fuckin' GOAT)
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Writer(s): Cloud Soulja
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