soulja boy - dead presidents lyrics
(hook x2)
whippin up this work and my wrist game so excellent
ridin through the hood and i feel like i’m the president
young hood n-gg-, with a million dollar residence
i want them dead presidents, want them dead presidents
(verse)
whippin up this work and my wrist game so excellent
ridin through the hood and i feel just like them presidents
50000$ on soulja boy necklace
hoppin out the foreign whip, i’m feelin like the president
everything i smoke, it be loud packin no
all my n-gg-s on the low and they comin from the go
and this forgi on the floor, 50k from head to toe
i be dressed in gucci sh-t, i be walkin barely keys
beat it like i’m playin something, you can eat that red lobster
you ain’t on this f-ckin loud and that mushy calamari
and i’m whippin up this work, baking soda with this work
and i’m hoppin out the work, skru skru skurr then over
on that jet i finesse, let em flex, have the plug
bring them up, all the drugs, all this luck, we’re unplugged
runnin round on the drum, we can shoot it out for fun
young souljas on one
everybody know soulja
(hook x2)
whippin up this work and my wrist game so excellent
ridin through the hood and i feel like i’m the president
young hood n-gg-, with a million dollar residence
i want them dead presidents, want them dead presidents
(verse)
i want them dead presidents, i want them dead presidents
look up in my pocket man, ain’t nothing but dead presidents
just that fellow versace when i spend the dead president
makin rizy rocket got me feelin like the president
brothers pay me every week, i feel like a reverend
i got work for cheap, n-gg- shout out to my mexicans
catch me with a bad b-tch and i bet she arrogant
her head game is talented, my whip game so excellent
i can’t keep a plug cuz a n-gg- keep finessin them
i’m smoking kush with soulja in a million dollar residence
i ain’t talkin nike but ebone he got a check on it
and if i’m in the hood then he probably got a tech on him
(hook x2)
i’m whippin up this work and my wrist game so excellent
ridin through the hood and i feel like i’m the president
young hood n-gg-, with a million dollar residence
i want them dead presidents, want them dead presidents
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