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letra de no instruments - soulja boy

[intro]
lil keis on the beat boy
you already know this that motherf-ckin’ gold on deck mixtape
you know what i’m sayin
no pad
no pen (lil keis on the beat boy)
no hook
no motherf-ckin’ chorus

[verse]
b-tch i’m flexed up
feelin’ like a l!ck
if this was the nfl then i’m first round pick
i dove in the ocean
hoes on my d-ck
gold everywhere i ain’t even gotta flex
i’m jumpin’ out the gym
numbers by the ten
swag by the kilo, i swag like the east coast
i got this sh-t on lock
you n-ggas can’t f-ck with me
but all you n-ggas stuck with me
you gettin’ money then you lucky g, this economy
got me stuntin’ on a b-tch
it’s two hundred fifty k on that red bentley b-tch
dre
why you sh-ttin’ on these n-ggas, i don’t know dawg
i still do it
b-tch i’m on
hoes hit my phone i’m like b-tch leave me ‘lone
kush is my cologne
lil keis on that beat
ocean gang on repeat, d-mn i’m the f-ckin’ sh-t
lil dre i hit the block imma represent
twenty four carats
rose gold, hoes staring at the new mclaren
doors goin’ up
party goin’ up, n-ggas not givin’ a f-ck
ocean gang mob
and you know i’m splashin, i whip the work and came back like this sh-t magic
jumpin’ out the gym
jumpin’ out the gym
i’m flexin’ ten bars all my n-ggas goin’ in
power up
n-gga power up
beast mode pop a pill pop ya collar bruh
pimp sh-t
i got a lotta hoes
i got a lotta cars
i got a lotta clothes
i’m bussin at my foes
the m.o. unlimited
windows is tinted b-tch
lil dre
i came out the water and i’m reppin’ my gang
pbm when i flame n-ggas know what i claim
lil keis on the beat
knock a n-gga off his feet
catch me in the fast lane and i’m sh-ttin’ on you suckas
i ain’t never been no lollipop, don’t play me like no sucka
that ak i’ll rush ya
pistol with that automatic
n-ggas swervin up in traffic
dissin’ imma let ’em have it
when i die, write my name in the sky
i’ll never tell a lie
godd-mn i’m so fly
a mil’ when i’m skating
a hundred million dollars came back just be patient
the whole world waitin’
the f-ck n-ggas hatin’
but all them b-tches lovin’ me
i came out the ocean
this sh-t is lookin lovely, soulja
boy, tell em what ya did
mane i’m first round pick godd-mn i’m the sh-t
n-ggas ain’t really ready for that [?]
tote that long ass choppa like i’m tony montana
got a couple million dollars underground in atlanta
if you disrespect my team, n-gga i’ll k!ll ya
i ain’t never gave a f-ck
chain cost a million
catch me [?] on that leather wood grippin’
pistol on my hip godd-mn i ain’t slippin’
n-gga pay attention i ain’t gotta keep [?]
standin’ in the club on the couch in the vip
icy as the chandelier now the hoe tryna see me
all these n-ggas hatin’
n-gga be patient, imma kick a hunnid million all my n-ggas gonna feel this
gold grill, gold on deck
lil keis on the beat hunnid mil’ on my neck
f-ck what you heard b-tch, soulja got a check
ridin’ through my hood and my whole squad finesse
flex
ocean gang or f-ckin’ drown
i came in the club smellin’ like a whole pound
n-ggas flexin’
they ain’t gettin’ paper though
word around town
soulja gettin’ paper hoe
[outro]
lil keis on the beat

- soulja boy

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