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letra de salute - soulja boy tell 'em

[hook: ca$h out]
bring that -ss here, girl, drop it
new shoe, new whip, had to cop it
boy, i came from nothing, turn up
salute if you getting paper, that’s what’s up
hey, that’s what’s up
hey, that’s what’s up
i came from nothing, that’s what’s up
salute if you getting paper, that’s what’s up

[verse one: ca$h out]
b-tches see me and i swear they be giving high-fives
still catch me in the ‘hood eating on some popeye’s
oh, my my. i smoke loud, you smoking high times
i swear it’s my time
i ain’t slipping, you know i keep mine
gas truck load
drop ‘em off in the hood, boatload
i love the cocoa
work my wrist in a bowl mojo
twenty thousand [?]
so many hoes, put ‘em [?]
i really don’t brag
but my n-gg- told me to laugh
big bank roll
watching the knicks shoot a free throw
go hard like rico
young n-gg- know the g code
your life gets repo’d
i f-cked her good, and he knows
i get money
ain’t scared of shit, i’m on goal

[hook]

[verse two: soulja boy]
matte black maserati
all these hoes notice me
broke–ss peasant, man
them b-tches can’t come close to me
pull up in that drop top coupe
[?] and cash out
cash out in a hundred
sippin’ lean, ‘bout to p-ss out
walk inside the mall, and ferragamo everything
diamonds in my vvs, i mix ‘em with the cuban link
riding through the city, i got lean in my styrofoam
make one phone call and my shooters get you gone
i got all this money, yeah, you know a n-gg- counting guap
half an ounce of this, half an pound of moon rocks
catch me in the club and you [?] i got thirty shots
pull up to the club, hundred thousand busting out the block

- soulja boy tell em

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