Soulja Boy lyrics

by

Xanman



Huh
First n*gga kept that sh*t in the street
I’m the first n*gga that had a AP
I’m the first n*gga to walk down the creek
I’m the first n*gga to hop out a Jeep
I’m the first n*gga to put wok in a (?)
Kill a n*gga then we listen to heartbeat
I’m the n*gga that discovered Five Heartbeats
I’m the n*gga that be popping them roxies
I’m the first n*gga that start selling roxies
I’m the first n*gga to shoot out an apartment
I’m the first n*gga that had junkies knocking
I’m the n*gga brought Superman to Metropolis
I’m the first n*gga to see a car and he stopping it
First n*gga rob a n*gga then rock his sh*t
I’m the one that put Elon on a rocket ship
I’m the reason they gone havе an apocalypse
Chopper make a n*gga yеll like a scholarship
I pick up the pistol not being no (?) sh*t
n*ggas on defense, we the ones starting sh*t
I’m tryna do the same sh*t Bin Laden did
You tryna do the same sh*t all these artists did (uh) but n*gga I’m different (uh what)
‘06 had a Glock with extensions
‘05 we had slide with smithon
‘04 I was tryna f*ck b*tches
‘03 when I seen my first pistol
‘02 I was in stolen rental
‘01 that’s when 9/11 happened
Knock down a whole tower then I catch you after
Feeling like Denzel, I’m not a better actor
Turn left and right like I’m changing the chapter
I’m the reason why the junky walk backwards
First n*gga give fentanyl to a pastor
I’m the one who gave the Migos the ladder
I gave Betty Crocker all the batter
Bloody Mary we the reason the glass shattered
I was the first n*gga on sh*t
I gave Scarface his first brick
First n*gga in the woods with a tent
First n*gga hop on the Gram with a b*tch
n*gga stop playing, halmes you a b*tch
Break in a house, accomplice with the Grinch
Still in the hood, you ain’t accomplish sh*t
First n*gga 50 cal with a switch
I got this 40 cal gone hit
My man got 30 cows on a farm
First felon walk around with firearm
I’m the n*gga that sold Bible the songs
I made them white n*ggas play ping pong
I made Missey Elliot get her freak on
I’m the n*gga that made T-Pain wanna sing song
I’m the reason Chinese say ching chong
I don’t know how she attractive in clothes
I never said it - (uh uh)
I don’t know how she attractive in clothes
I never seen no b*tch with no jea -
I never seen no b*tch with no jeans on
I was the one n*gga - damn
Before I trust a b*tch I’d drink some freon
n*gga my cousin related to Trey Songz
I was the one looking up to Adolf
Hop out the whip, they ass like, “Who is that?”
Put a cap in his head like a Jewish hat
I got a whole (?) damn
I got a mac on me and a computer deck
I got drac n*gga imma sh -
Big ass 4-5 imma shoot his ass
Call of Duty n*gga where the bazooka at
I might f*ck around so I could (?) yo ass
Robbing a white plug, tried to shoot my ass
f*ck school, I got kicked outta science class
I made me wine house with a wine glass
All of them war stories with yo lying ass
Rich n*gga rob yo ass for them 5 bands
Ran off twice feeling like Plies ass
I ain’t even wanna f*ck with yo dry ass
He need a German Shepherd with his blind ass
Stay on point n*gga
I’m the one who gave Snoop Dogg his first joint n*gga
Huh
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