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soulja boy tell 'em - magnolia clap lyrics

draco, 2019, (yeah!)
gang
yeah, soulja (naw for real n-gg-)
f-ck n-gg-!
whole lotta sh-t
huh, yeah, okay

gang sh-t no lame sh-t
squad sh-t, no fraud sh-t
pull on your block with the draco you know that i pop that
brand new lamborghini on the top i drop that
p-ssy -ss n-gg-, you know that you wack
run up on gang know you get clapped
young draco n-gg- i trap with a strap
bullets they hit from the front and the back
whippin up dope got the recipe
bought so many bricks he throw me an extra key
i can’t let these n-gg-s come get the best of me
pull on they block with the draco and spray
he disrespect gang, leave him 6 feet deep
i came up straight out the concrete
chopp clap so many times sound like a song on repeat
douple cup full of promethazine

make it clap
make it clap just like magnolia
i’m young draco n-gg- you call me big soulja
i trapped out the h-llcat and bought me a rover
i skrt the maserati like it’s stolen
i got them keys, no zaytoven
whippin that dope in the pot till it lock (ugh)
run up on gang you know you get shot (boom)
skrt skrt i’m scr-pin the side of the bowl
whippin’ that b-tch i got bricks on the stove
f-ckin your b-tch, i dont gotta brag gotta blow
me and my n-gg-s let’s go take a toast
spray with the draco if a n-gg- standin’ too close
i just got a brand new draco
so tell me who the f-ck really want smoke

back in the trap i went 3kz?
whippin up 3 babies
sold me a pint, then i copped me a mercedes
whippin’ that dope like it came out the 80’s
n-gg- get shot in atlanta i sent him to gradine?
p-ssy -ss n-gg-, you must be crazy
all of this money, this sh-t is amazin’
young draco n-gg- i do not play lazer tag
pop out with sticks, and ???

clap, clap (clap)
make that sh-t clap like magnolia
clap, clap
make that sh-t clap like magnolia
clap, clap, clap, clap
make that sh-t clap like magnolia
??? wrist my sh-t look like a boulder
clap, clap
make that sh-t clap like magnolia
clap, clap
i make that choppa clap, like magnolia (boom, boom)
clap, clap
i make that draco clap, like magnolia
i got a chip on my shoulder
earrings in my ear are bigger than a f-ckin’ boulder

ay
i’m this n-gg- how you ain’t notice that
ak-47 came with a shoulder strap
i shoot with the draco you know it got kick-back
pourin’ that lean, i need me a 6 pack
ran off with your sh-t now you can’t get your sh-t back
i got your b-tch, come get your b-tch back
i sippin lean smokin’ gas in the maybach
pop up on n-gg- with dracos and we start to shoot
when that sh-t got hectic i jumped out the roof (jumped out the roof)
smokin on dope and i’m pourin’ up two
i’m f-ckin your b-tch, ??? your crew
countin’ that cash, if you only knew
i’m gettin h-lla clientele and revenue
i stuffed 100 bricks in a bentley coupe
play with the gang and you know that we shoot
make that sh-t clap like the hot boys
make that sh-t clap like magnolia
young draco you n-gg- ???
stand in the kitchen, i’m whippin the soda
you know i’m meetin my quota
droppin’ them bricks in the water
young n-gg- f-ckin’ your daughter (smash)
bentley came with a new spoiler (skrt, skrt)
i got them bricks n-gg- whats your order
i go to mexico, jump ‘cross the border
i go to mexico then jump the wall
livin’ my best life, just like duvall?
i was in la, but now i’m in new york
smell like a brick, when i’m up at court
ballin on n-gg-s like it’s a sport
?? at n-gg-s like what the f-ck
smell like a pound thru the tsa
f-ckin’ your b-tch and i get it on replay
whip up a brick, in front of his face
benihana, i got good taste
junkies at my front door they know i got good crack
like a boomerang they keep comin’ back
word around town i got good crack
f-ck the rap game i’m droppin my ??
black ??? look like bentley gt
black bentley look like batmobile
run up on gang you get popped like a pill
young draco n-gg- we rich before the deal
17, i made my first mill
word around town i got m & m’s
right now, i’m worth 30 m’s
whippin my wrist when i jump out the gym
swimmin’ pool, at the mansion
d-mn, but young draco can’t swim
in the trap know that i get it in
whippin that dope tryna bring back a 10
f-ckin your b-tch and that b-tch best friend
young draco n-gg- you know i go in
free all my n-gg-s thats locked in the penn
d-mn, where should i begin
this sh-t started way back in the streets (yeah)
(that’s the end of the beat? believe that.)

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