Soulja Boy - Tony Hawk lyrics

[Intro:] King Soulja 3 Turn up man Jarre auto Rich Gang, we goin on (The hell is you doin'?) Stunna Aye [Hook:] Whip my wrist Whip my wrist Whip my wrist Whip my wrist 360 hurricane, whip my wrist Whip my wrist Whip my wrist Whip my wrist Whip my wrist Whip my wrist 360 Tony Hawk, whip my wrist Soulja Whip my wrist (900) Whip my wrist (900) Whip my wrist Whip my wrist Tony Hawk, whip my wrist Whip my wrist 720, whip my wrist (Goddamn) Whip my wrist Whip my wrist Hurricane, whip my wrist Soulja [Verse 1:] I'm standing on the yacht, smokin' by the dock (Dre) Got a couple thots, that think I'm hot (ewww) These rappers think they hot, they really not Maserati coupe, then I drop the top I'm two hundred bands, foreign off the lot I'm IHOP syrup, pouring up my guap I'm fiending Ferragamo, each and every time I'm hopin' out the cut, with shooters that make you blind I got a foreign whip and a Maybach that's behind it I gotta engine in the trunk and it go fire (and it go fire) I'm lil dre, I'm big Soulja, I'm panamera I'm west side, zone 1, red bandana [Hook] [Verse 2:] I'm on the private jet, I finesse I just count the check, I ain't need it Shoes on [?] Soulja boy wet, you know I'm bleedin' Pull up on a block, AKA a' heatin' Chopper, it's goin' find, and make ya blind If, if she in my whip, you know she a dime I like to get the chicken's whipped, that's all the time He said he need thirty bricks, and I'm like, 'fine' Rat-tat-tat with a red bandana Tony Montana, run through Atlanta n***a talking, Imma let him have it Soulja Boy, told him, and I'm packin' a rat [?] Rich gang, that's up on my chain The diamonds are fire flame 360 to 900, Tony Hawk, a hurricane [Hook]