23 Soulja Boy (Ft. Rich The Kid)
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[Intro: Soulja Boy & Rich The Kid]
Trap
Soulja
Rich
Ooh, GT, I like this one
Ayy
Ooh, filthy
[Chorus: Soulja Boy & Rich The Kid]
Twenty-three shots, Michael Jordan (Jordan)
Pull up on the block and I'm in a foreign (Skrt, skrt)
Everywhere I go, man, you know I'm tourin' (Tourin')
All across the world, I got money pourin' (Money)
Twenty-three shots, bitch, Michael Jordan (Flex)
And I pull up, ridin' in a foreign (Skrt, skrt)
Everywhere I go, yeah, you know I'm tourin' (Woo)
Stacks on Deck, I got money pourin' (Rich)
[Verse 1: Soulja Boy]
Drivin' in a Mercedes, gettin' the bricks to Haiti
Everywhere I go, bitches, they be goin' crazy
Soulja Boy, Rich The Kid, Killa J, and Agoff
Can't forget P.A., can't forget J. Takin
Pull up on the block right they with 'em, I'm sprayin'
M&M's to billions, ridin' around with the ceiling missin'
Young Dre, I'ma kill 'em, water whippin', uh
Thirty-six O's, kilos same color my clothes
Whippin' and flippin' the dough, shootin' the bullets at all of my foes
Fuck all you haters, Stacks on Deck, nigga, we made it
Whippin' and flippin' the flavors, my house got so many acres
Feelin' like the president, I don't got no neighbors
Trap
Soulja
Rich
Ooh, GT, I like this one
Ayy
Ooh, filthy
[Chorus: Soulja Boy & Rich The Kid]
Twenty-three shots, Michael Jordan (Jordan)
Pull up on the block and I'm in a foreign (Skrt, skrt)
Everywhere I go, man, you know I'm tourin' (Tourin')
All across the world, I got money pourin' (Money)
Twenty-three shots, bitch, Michael Jordan (Flex)
And I pull up, ridin' in a foreign (Skrt, skrt)
Everywhere I go, yeah, you know I'm tourin' (Woo)
Stacks on Deck, I got money pourin' (Rich)
[Verse 1: Soulja Boy]
Drivin' in a Mercedes, gettin' the bricks to Haiti
Everywhere I go, bitches, they be goin' crazy
Soulja Boy, Rich The Kid, Killa J, and Agoff
Can't forget P.A., can't forget J. Takin
Pull up on the block right they with 'em, I'm sprayin'
M&M's to billions, ridin' around with the ceiling missin'
Young Dre, I'ma kill 'em, water whippin', uh
Thirty-six O's, kilos same color my clothes
Whippin' and flippin' the dough, shootin' the bullets at all of my foes
Fuck all you haters, Stacks on Deck, nigga, we made it
Whippin' and flippin' the flavors, my house got so many acres
Feelin' like the president, I don't got no neighbors
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