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soulja boy tell 'em - pablo escobar lyrics

[intro]
wow, soulja, hey, soulja, hey, pablo, hey, pablo
they know just how we roll, they know how we roll, 50k a show know we gettin’ dough and
everywhere we go, yeah, we on a roll, everywhere we go, yeah, we stackin’ dough, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
ya, ya, hey, hey, hey

[chorus]
pablo escobar, pablo escobar, pablo escobar, pablo escobar
pablo escobar, pablo escobar, pablo escobar, pablo escobar
pablo escobar, pablo escobar, pablo escobar, pablo escobar
pablo escobar, pablo escobar, pablo escobar, pablo escobar

[post-chorus]
when you getting all this money
these n-ggas they look at you funny
these n-ggas thirsty b-tches hungry
all i wanna be is pablo

[verse 1]
wait i just got back, automatic strap hold up
whole lotta b-tches in the vip, ak-47 make ’em flip
whole lotta money in the vip, ridin’ wit’ the thang on my hip
i know these n-ggas they want me to slip, ice in my ear so clear
cuban link all on my neck, ridin’ ’round town on a jet
flex and finesse gold on my rolex, stacking up all this cake
no flex, no flex zone getting caught, i can f-ck his baby momma
ridin’ ’round town got money, young soulja boy make it rain, make it thunder
money coming in and i feel like pablo, cheese coming like it is nacho
all these b-tches on me, all i want is the guap though and all my n-ggas on top
be sitting in the pent house that be the top floor
smoking on kush, y’all n-ggas say you getting money but we know you not though

[post-chorus]
when you getting all this money
these n-ggas they look at you funny
these n-ggas thirsty b-tches hungry
all i wanna be is pablo

[verse 2]
hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, they say i wouldn’t make it
now i’m ridin’ drop-top 2014 bentley all through las vegas
i know that they mad that i made it, i know that they hate it
i look at they look at they faces, we switching the money by cases
i do not need no favors, soulja boy stunt on them haters
stunt on them, stunt on them haters, my car different flavors
my crib got a elevator, ride it up like a escalator, money, i penetrate
n-ggas they hating they fake, they tryna stop my money but i know they can’t
i’m laughing all the way to the bank, b-tches is hitting my phone, they wanna come chill with a throne, young soulja boy i be on
flexing and going they blowing my phone
like d-mn, leave me alone, i’m soulja the king
i’m soulja supreme when i think, i’m up on my jet, flex and finessing my rolex and ap and ice on my neck, i’m feeling like pablo escobar ’cause i’m the connect, overlord 90%
b-tch take a trip, water whipping in the medellín, got b-tches calling me the f-cking king
soulja boy tell’em ak-47, mac-11, crack yo cerebellum

[post-chorus]
when you getting all this money
these n-ggas they look at you funny
these n-ggas thirsty b-tches hungry
all i wanna be is pablo

- soulja boy tell em lyrics

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