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Once Again Lyrics - Artist : Soulja Boy
Yo man we standing on zone one
Somerset road Yo Lamborghini shit Maserati shit Bentley shit Mercedes shit Hummer truck shit Bentley truck shit You see what the fuck I got going on Gang A hundred and fifty bricks sitting on the jet Got a bad bitch she giving me neck Ripping that beverage I'll go nigga leaving you wet I'll call up the plug know he get em finesse Twenty two hundred for the P but you gotta get ten Young nigga jumping out the gym Forgiatos on my rims Back in the trapping I'm whippin' that pack once again Back in the trap and I'm pouring out lean Broke nigga you ain't never seen a key All of these shooters surrounding me Pinky ring cost twenty G's Word through the city soulja got caught Whipping the trap with my wrist with the back of some hundred fifty They want that nigga place your order Shooter pull up on yo block my nigga they'll take it from him I'll put up a pint now it got me snoring Macing my gel and my feet ain't no Jordan She sucking my dick and she let me record it You pussy lil runt niggas getting distorted I call up the migos he come cross the [?] A hundred twenty five racks I spent it on some water Fucking these bitches she looking so gorgeous Vivian diamonds I got em imported A hundred and fifty bricks sitting on the jet Got a bad bitch she giving me neck Ripping that beverage I'll go nigga leaving you wet I'll call up the plug know he get em finesse Twenty two hundred for the P but you gotta get ten Young nigga jumping out the gym Forgiatos on my rims Back in the trapping I'm whippin' that pack once again Scrape the bowl nigga need extra Baby [?] is sitting on my dresser Pinky shiny it cost me a tesla Two to three bullets we applying pressure These rap niggas faker than a wrestler Ran up on the plug you know I finesse them Come thrus with my niggas they gon test ya Young rich nigga took a trip to Australia Took this shit to a whole nother level Just got a new rolly ribbon just look at my bezzle In that rari pedal to the medal Pouring [?] you know I don't measure Fuck up a nigga fell in love with mula One hand I got the uzi know I gon shoot ya Beverly city funna come up gucci Drako on me with more clips than a movie A hundred and fifty bricks sitting on the jet Got a bad bitch she giving me neck Ripping that beverage I'll go nigga leaving you wet I'll call up the plug know he get em finesse Twenty two hundred for the P but you gotta get ten Young nigga jumping out the gym Forgiatos on my rims Back in the trapping I'm whippin' that pack once again |
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