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Yea Oh oh, oh oh Oh oh, oh oh King Soulja King Soulja Rolex, hold that Lamborghini Jesus piece for my Bentley SOD, fuck These bitches love Soulja, money we throwin Bottles we pourin up, Jesus piece frozed up Rolex, hold it up, I drink lean until I'm throwin up You niggas ain't get money like SOD, so just close it up These bitches love Soulja, money we throwin Bottles we pourin up, Jesus piece frozed up Rolex, hold it up, drink lately, throwin up You niggas ain't get money like SOD, so close it up I pulled up and in a Mulsane, tatted up like Lil Wayne Party catch like Bergman, black Bentley swerve man Hold up your runnin man, where is your Rollie man? I don't see your Rollie man, you gotta have a Rollie man You ain't swaggin, pull some, throwin up some gang size I rock it in this pocket, I close my eyes see dollar signs Maserati parked in front, paid it like taxes SongtexteI don't do the actin, I do it for the ratchets I got mo money than these motherfuckin actors You think that you know us, 3 mill on my tour bus Keep that kush smoking, keep that molly rolling Keep that lean pouring and keep that cash flowin These bitches love Soulja, money we throwin Bottles we pourin up, Jesus piece frozed up Rolex, hold it up, I drink lean until I'm throwin up You niggas ain't get money like SOD, so just close it up These bitches love Soulja, money we throwin Bottles we pourin up, Jesus piece frozed up Rolex, hold it up, drink lately, throwin up You niggas ain't get money like SOD, so close it up SOD got cash bitch, 200 in the stash bitch 400 in my new bitch, 100 in my last bitch And I'm smoking gas bitch, you gotta be a bad bitch You heard what I said ho, you gotta be a bad bitch If you ain't got no ass bitch, then I cannot smash this Man you got me laughin, catch him up in traffic SOD, we stackin, all them pistols packin You knowing where the beez is, Soulja Boy fa real These bitches love Soulja, money we throwin Bottles we pourin up, Jesus piece frozed up Rolex, hold it up, I drink lean until I'm throwin up You niggas ain't get money like SOD, so just close it up These bitches love Soulja, money we throwin Bottles we pourin up, Jesus piece frozed up Rolex, hold it up, drink lately, throwin up You niggas ain't get money like SOD, so close it up Aus Songtexte Mania