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soulja boy - rude af lyrics

we in the club turnt up, turnt up
lil shawty wan a smoke, burn up
lil shawty wan a drink, pass her a drink
she’s lookin at me crazy, nah soulja got a meek
yea, i’m ridin round flexin hard
i got money in the front and the backyard
i got bricks like a back board
and i’m tatted like a vato
el chapo, call me el guapo
i be getting cash like nachos
i be getting cash like top spots
ridin round with the red beam, red dot
she say i’m on, she she she she say i’m on
she she she she say i’m on
she she she she say i’m on

(hook)
she said you rude as f+ck
she said you rude as f+ck
she said you rude as f+ck
i’m a rude boy b+tch, what the f+ck is up?
she said you rude as f+ck
she said you rude as f+ck
she said you rude as f+ck
i’m a rude boy b+tch, what the f+ck’s up?
(verse)
rolex on my wrist, what’s happenin?
ain’t hard to tell time, 5 past the diamond
lil dre man, i’m big timin
in the hood and i’m still shinin
cut off the lights, you see all my chains
turn off the lights, you see all my rings
turn on the light, b+tches in my bed
turn on the lights up in yo crib, roaches going ham
i be cashin out to the bank
15k in hunnids, got yo mama wanna suck me
soulja boy, i’m feeling lovely
sip lean and i mix it up with bubbly
flexin at the hotel
i just lost 70 bands, sh+t oh well
i’m a young rich n+gga
n+gga take a picture, it’ll last longer b+tch n+gga

(hook)
she said you rude as f+ck
she said you rude as f+ck
she said you rude as f+ck
i’m a rude boy b+tch, shut the f+ck up
she said you rude as f+ck
she said you rude as f+ck
she said you rude as f+ck
i’m a rude boy b+tch, what the f+ck’s up?
(verse)
ice all on my neck, what you expect?
i’m a young hood n+gga with a f+ckin check
i remember back then, they ain’t had a f+ckin pitch
i remember back then, ain’t had a pot to p+ss in
these days i’m swaggin long distance
i took a trip to j+pan just for instance
i’m smoking on this kush, pass me the incense
lil dre i’m getting money, f+ck these haters dog
blunt after blunt, cup after cup
b+tch after b+tch and sl+t after sl+t
i’m countin up my money so we like to say count up
i just came back from columbia, mount up
i got pounds in the attic, pounds in the bas+m+nt
soulja boy rad sh+t, soulja tote that motherf+ckin hammer
leave a n+gga dead in the middle of atlanta
straight drop! they drop

rude as f+ck
she said you rude as f+ck
and if she said i’m rude as f+ck
i’m a rude boy b+tch, shut the f+ck up
you rude as f+ck
she said i’m rude as f+ck
you rude as f+ck
i’m a rude boy b+tch, shut the f+ck up

- soulja boy lyrics

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