Intro Soulja Boy

Soulja Boy, Arab in the building

We ending all beef right now

Ya'll Niggas goin shoot by us so SHUT THE FUCK UP, NIGGA!



Soulja Boy

Now let me tell you who the fuck I be

Soulja mothafuckin B

I be rep ? in here

So get the fuck up off of me

Stacks On Deck, ENT

Whip doe with that palm tree

Man we got the pistol

come on niggaz wanna fuck with me!

I'm goin make it rain but I ain't talkin bout no money

Gotta choppa on deck, and I aiming at you dummy

With da rubberband chain let it hang on my neck

When I get up on the mic, I puttin all you hoes in check

Couple pussy ass niggaz talkin bout they want some beef

I got me some Bating apes, and they try to copy me

Man, sit yo ass down with the busted ass Jay's

I'm the realiest in this hoe, come to my city if you brave. 

Nigga ask about me in yo town, I'm the one who shut it down

From State to State, Soulja Boy do shows and do heavy weight

I don't giva fuck, cause my clique about da action

If you run up off me wrong, then my guns goin get the blastin

Hoe you diss Arab, so I gotta get you back

Nigga I heard all yo songs and every song I heard was wack

So isn't lust the night, then let it go

And when they cut the lights on, you other niggaz on the flo

BITCH!



ARab

Yo I'm fresh up out da chain, with my colors rearrange

Too much ice around my neck gotta nigga feelin strange

30/30, sixty hands, nigga whatever you call it

Standing in da tall grands, so you know a nigga ballin

16, pistol wita beam, you think it's a lie

Come creepin through my hood watch da red touch yo eye

Money comin up, nigga I got bout five stackers

And I am the bomb, bitch, like a fuckin firecracker

Who you think you suppose beef, blowin in yo fuckin TV

And my clique will knock and down n stach ya Jay's up off ya feet

I got fans everywhere, lined up to take my picture

If you haters don't know me, you could ask yo lil sister

Hair braided all right, and I finna hit the show

You might see me in yo city cause they Rabit gonna blow

All you haters, ya'll ain't even gotta buy my new CD

You hear my name everywhere you go, even on TV, nigga



Soulja Boy

Bitch ass niggas ya'll muhfuckers quit hatin nigga

We goin round us and get da fuck over

YAHHH BITCH YAHHH!

A.C.T.I.O.N

Oooh you don't want it hoe!

We bout da action hoe!

We bout da action hoe!

We bout da action hoe!

We bout da action hoe!

(bitch nigga, I got me some Game, you goin get Stack On Deck

THROW SOME D MOTHAFUCKA, FUCK YOU NIGGA!)



laughter and talkin



talkin Soulja Boy

Man I hope ya'll niggas love this shit

But I was just wondering

You want me to diss you so you could get a little bit mo fame

Or you want me to diss you cause ya'll niggas don't like us

Think about it

Till Then

You don't want it hoe!

You don't want it hoe!

You don't want it hoe!

You don't want it hoe!

You don't want it hoe!

You could BOO before a show as I'm a come to yo city

And I'm a bring the whole mothafuckin Mississippi wit me!

YAHHH!



Laughter and talkin



I got me some Jay's

I got me some Jay's

I got me some Jay's

I got me some Jay's