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Soulja Boy( DeAndre Cortez Way )
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Trap Boy Soulja
[Hook] Trap boy Soulja, trap boy Soulja Trap boy Soulja, trap boy Soulja I got what you need, flip, bakin' soda Mixin' what you need, lean, [?] Trap boy Soulja, trap boy Soulja Trap boy Soulja, trap boy Soulja I got what you need, lean, bakin' soda Mixin' what you need, lean molly cough
[Verse 1] I got what you need, trap boy Soulja In that white cocaine Benz like its baking soda I've been flipping bricks, got it 'cross the border And that fucking swag bag coming 'cross the border In a fucking white van, tell 'em place the order M16 hollow tips hit his shoulder He thought I was playing, unloaded hella clips Rich gang, half the bank, baking soda wrist Hot yellow bitch, and she sucking dick How wait thats me with like fifty bricks Backseat playing, like siccisy please sit in the seats Shoutout to my squad and to my niggas doing hits
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[Verse 2] Damn I'm paranoid I think them niggas tapped my phone I had packs, touched down and everything was gone In the nets fuckin' daily in my styrofoam Swag bag Margielas on my fucking foot And the next day a shoot out with the fuckin' 4 So I had to drop my top and I was gone All that mothafuckin' cheddar I had like sixty on Had to shut the packs cause they had to pull me over I was on cut flexing with like 38 And I hop up in that hooptie all them niggas fake In the next fucking day I catch up with louise state They say damn soulja you done did your squad feet In the next day my flex was on the fucking screen Swag bag and they both had them for 16 Had 33 keys in a fucking jeep I had pistol stacked, under my fucking seat Trap boy soulja, boom caught it colder I had gun stashed up in every sofa And them niggas say damn trey you done took it over I been whipping this and this, since like 4 older
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