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soulja boy tell 'em - pocket rocket lyrics

[verse 1]
if you getting no money then you better shut the f-ck up
i pulled out a draco, you know i bust
then you get hit, out of luck
n-gg-, in my gun what i trust
n-gg-, you know that i’ma go up
if you tell me that this sh-t up
pullin’ on the block, then you know i bust
who rich gang getting money like us?
i put 200 bricks in a truck
i took off and you know that it’s up
if it’s up, then you know it stuck
big -ss chopper that’ll leave him broke
big -ss chopper that’ll leave him poor
put him on the block, i’ll slit his throat
two-three bullets, they on a boat
young drako i whip, you know
i be clean, i’m fresh like c-ke
i be clean and fresh like soap
i be clean and fresh like who?
i be clean and fresh like who?
all my diamonds they be new, all my hundreds they be blue
but i swear to god, wish they was red
i put money on your head
my lamborghini, an arm and leg
boy, you heard what the f-ck i said
i’ll shoot your -ss until you dead
i’ll shoot your -ss until you dead

[verse 2]
you know what’s up
them bullets, they gon’ bust
in my gun what i trust
and if he say it’s up, then you knowing that it stuck there
i be everywhere, and he ain’t never there
i be everywhere, my diamonds cold like february
n-gg-s up, they fake
these n-gg-s play games like solitaire
got diamonds in some solitaires
got baguettes and they in my ear
got baguettes, big ol’ bs
make the wrong move, i’ll squeeze
put him on the block with the heat
i’m hot, one million degrees
bust down rollie, my sleeve
these n-gg-s be lame, and weird
and, i don’t need to know
but i know, you try me, it’s gon hit the store
whippin’ dope on a boat
whippin’ dope, clean like soap
sell a link, fake read
went off, hit a lick
i just came back from a trip, in the kitchen i water whip
boy, you better not squeal, [?]

[chorus]
i got bentley in the driveway
on fire, like a fireplace
get the f-ck up out of my way
get the f-ck up out of my face
you ain’t getting no cash, then we cannot talk today
i need this sh-t everyday, call the plug up ándale (aye, aye)
got bricks up in the driveway
on fire, like a fireplace
i had this sh-t my way, ain’t enough cash
f-ck up out of my face, f-ck up out of my way
no we can’t talk today

- soulja boy tell em lyrics

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