Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Soulja, artist - BlocBoy JB. Album song The Purple M&M, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 11.09.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Soulja |
| Ayy man, shut the fuck up man |
| Let me drop these motherfuckin' bars man |
| Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up |
| 1996, mama gave birth to a soldier (a soldier) |
| Hopped up off the porch, drive-bys in Toyotas (drive two) |
| Crackin' shit, no soda (no soda), forties no Corollas (Corollas) |
| If a nigga try me I’ma shoot like Villanova (yeah) |
| Ran off on the plug, Lil Flip, game over (game over) |
| Who the fuck that icy ass nigga in that Rover? |
| (that Rover) |
| I might snatch his chain (give me that), knock his brains (give me that), |
| in a soda (give me that) |
| Took off worldwide (yeah), I got tired of being local (yeah yeah yeah yeah) |
| Push you like a motor (woo) |
| Still takin' shit from Krogers (from Krogers) |
| Trappin' in the Dover (trap) |
| Trap-trappin' in the Dover (trap, trap) |
| Bitch just hit my line (yeah) |
| Told-told her that it’s over (that's on my mama) |
| Bitch I only wanna fuck (ha) |
| Should’ve listened what I told ya (ha, ha) |
| I’m in the cell with nothin' to lose |
| Send packs through the mail, I might fuck your boo (damn) |
| Forty-three buggin', crippin' out a cubbie (crip) |
| You dissin' the god (crip), we gon' bust shots at you (crip) |
| They cover they eyes, let’s play peek-a-boo |
| Got too many hoes, let’s play pick and choose (whoa) |
| I got some hitters, call 'em Scooby Doo (whoa) |
| I tell 'em to shoot (whoa), they gon' bust out the roof (whoa) |
| Crippin' too hard, ain’t no turnin' cat (yeah) |
| Say you get money bitch, where it’s at? |
| (huh?) |
| That ain’t your money, bitch give it back (give it back) |
| I get it and flip it and triple that (triple that) |
| My dick on her titties, she nibble that (she nibble that) |
| She swallowing kiddies, I’m higher than Whitney (I'm high) |
| Keep a bankroll, twenties and the fifties (yeah) |
| Fuck on your ho and dip up out the city (I'm gone), it’s Bloc |
| Hah, hah, bitch it’s Bloc |
| Hah, hah, I’m on the block |
| Hah, hah, with the Glock |
| Hah, hah, yeah |
| Word, word, word |
| Wo-wo-wo-wo-word |
| Yeah, BlocBoy, BlocBoy, BlocBoy |