Soulja Boy
Soulja Boy - Wasted lyrics
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Oooh I'm wasted Wasted, wasted, wasted Lifesyle I wont make it I'm in jamacia on vacation Soulja tellem man higher than a hasion And my eyez sat low like an asian And my swag onnn, and I'm ridin chrome And I turned my swag on and I told yo girl Kiss me thru the damn phone Now I'm getting my shine on And every single day, saying soulja I'm diamonds My diams is shining and when I step on the stage She say soulja you the shit I say thank you very miss Oooh, now my whole click wasted Standing on the stage Red proms colered faced Damn like like damn he like damn how you do that? A hundred thousands cash in a week Man we blew that Oh! and we stepped inside the strip club Then we throw some money, we just threw some numbers They just threw the points putting out like pointers And you already know Lamborghini pointers Pay attention shawty, I'm the party When I stepped inside the party I'm the party When I walked outside the party, the club closed When I stepped inside the ice show jewerly frozed Soulja tellem he the shit He's a f*ckin beast Every nigga in the city, wanna get like me And I can do this auto tune shit mane Watch me sing, just like T-Pain Ooh but I'm not Lil Wayne But I'm tatted on my neck mane And I'm higher than a jet mane I mean I'm higher than a jet plane Pay attention what I'm f*ckin saying I go hard just like super saiyajins But my hair not gold but my chain is gold And my whole neck frozed And yea I am wasted Yea I am gone Yea man faced it I am on my throne King shit bitch! Boss! shawty! Check my rules, damn! I'm stunting, soulja getting money Arab money, soulja boy money SOD money aint shit funny Shout out to my niggas on the down in the country City boy shawty tiddy boy shawty A hundred boy shawty.bootles of a party Stepped inside the party everybosy screaming hardly Swag surfing shawty on a brand new harley ? soul soulja he popping Just like Nicole he cold cold when I'm stopping Damn he go hard No homo but I'm rich I'm soulja tellem with a hundred fifty on my risk bitch What's my damn name? soulja boy cortez! Uh got more hoes than Got more hoes than Got more hoes than a broke nigga socks ... Got more bitches that mean I got snitches Ooh I'm wasted bitch What's my f*ckin name? Shoutout to gucci mane We wasted and I don't wear tight jeans like you faggots F*ck the new girls A hundred and fiffty levels I'm so high