Soulja Boy - No Pad No Pen lyrics

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Soulja Boy - No Pad No Pen lyrics

Soulija Boy on the beat Gucci this, Versace that, I'mma take some real sh**, boy! Gucci this and Polo that Louis this got racks on racks Stacks on stacks got ' Kinfg movie, king Soulja, the mix-tape King Soulja and his b**h No pad, no pen! Soulija Boy on the beat! I've been getting money, money, alright! Uh, yeah! Diamonds on my neck, chain yeah, it glisten (let's go!) b**h n***a be hating, all these n***as tripping (f**!) Flexing through the club, and you know I got my pills And a Rolex on my wrist and that sh** is presidential! sponsored links And that sh** is so official, and I stash on deck money game Taking on over sh**, damn, b**h boy I bust your way! Young Soulja boy claiming rich games Roll off in a Ferrari or a Rover Range That foreign b**h boy, I get pounced, I get .. damn! I get' I got blocks, n***a always (turn on!) Hit the town, spray the hood, n***a, who is he, huh? Won't be for me, get his a** RIP (what?) Young Drey, keep all this f**ing gun smoking Soulja, young Soulja, keep all these f**ing fresh close What? Young Drey got a whole lot of bad hoes Drey, I've been smoking Kush, we're coming by the Os Uh' down, running through a quick (alright!) Everybody know that I'm hood rich! When I flex ten chains, call me eight bricks, bang Item so'to this Soulja young boy, b**h, stay out the trap 'zone one, with that pistol in my lap Uh, I've been getting money, and I've been seeing cash All this money in my pocket, I'm about to make it splash! Jordons on my feet, I'm clean as I could be Smoking on that Kush and I think it's OG! Damn! Rest in peace till all my n***as dead and gone (gone) Sipping only' Kush is my cologne I've been going' I've been going fair 'damn, can't' Soulija Drey got a' Sushi, juice with' Coming through the hood, and they know a n***a pay Paid before, just look at my j**els! Pinky ring ice chain, who is him? CO, SOD, flexing through that zone one, from PTE to Zone 3. They f** with me! Kicking sh** the long way Double packing s**, racks on racks, blow this grown away! Young Drey I f** with SOD the long way We'll be getting cash all night and all damn day!