We live in a greedy little world That teaches every little boy and girl To earn as much as they can possibly Then turn around and Spend it foolishly We
it nigga got me bent And like I said it on the last song nigga we joyriders and y'all ain't Bone B B O B the bad boy of the Bone I'll be thuggin' for
f*ck niggas talkin' about let's get it in. If you're talkin' reckless I will snatch you for your neckless ? You never play me on any givin' Sunday To
poetry To prevoke what persistance For instance, I don't let the T.V. screen come in between my daily routine At a spot where me and my boy went Someone
] It's the questions (what..) it's the questions boy It's the questions (What?) it's the questions c'mon The questions (WHAT?) it's the questions boy
Soulja Boy My life feel like I'm starin in a soap opera Niggaz say beezy dats a dope watch bruh Sunday night count creek red lobster Soulja boy tellem
off like a jet off on the runway And if you disrespect SOD boys it gone be gun play I'm riding down the runway on a Sunday and i'm stunting And i'm getting
out yeah I done told ya girl Hit da mall wit me, come ball wit me from Monday to Sunday I know we young but everybody fall in love someday Soulja Boy
know (We used to do it) Whatever it took to get me, boy Oh, you gotta keep it up to keep me around Whatever it took to get me, boy Well, you know, you
[Theophilus London] Hey Boy Hey Hey Girl Hey Hey Boy Hey Hey Girl (x2) [Rose Elinor Dougall] I've done some dirty deeds But I've never done A dirty deed
with rye Come one, come all gather round discard your Sunday shoes Come on now oh my land be a jubilee Come on girl come on boy be a jubilee Oh my
, Ced the Entertainer Jettin off with Brian Cox, I'll see ya later Maybe not cause I got somethin hot In the Navigata, waitin in the parkin lot A Bad Boy
stoppin aint no catchin your wind Ya baby mammas on the porch tellin her daughters "come in" Got fathers grabbin sons "where the hell have you been?" Boy
Fox," said the entertainer Jettin' off with Brian Cox, I'll see ya later Maybe not 'cuz I got somethin' hot I'm the navigata, waitin' in the parkin' lot A bad boy
shit Flat screen DVD's smoking stank and shit Ain't dat shit Sunday bull tank and shit Top down air forces white tank and shit Ain't nothing soft on boy
Aha, fa sho) We need a club banger, okay, yo, yo I want a club banger, I want a club banger (Aha, aha) I want a club banger Front page, read that boy
real Motherfuckers in the rap game, 97-Petey Pablo Or Petey Too Small as we call him down in Greenville Ya, with this new shit, didn't I? Ya Boy that boy
' to Get on your good side, you better get with me So we can roll in luxury Around the world, gettin' money I'm pimpin' hoe's on Sunday I'm the kind