Soulja Boo Master P (Ft. Erika Fox)

[Intro: Master P]
Eeny-Meeny-Miny-Moe
The soulja boy never let you go
You gotta' man he ain't got to know
And tell your friends keep it on the low
(Ya heard!)

[Chorus: Master P & Erika Fox]
Hut 1, hut 1, hut 2 What!
Hut 1, hut 1, hut 2 Huh!
The way - you - make - me - feel
Make me wanna run wit' you
Soulja boy can I roll wit' you?
The way - you - make - me - feel
Make me wanna run wit' you
Soulja boy can I roll wit' you?
I'm always lovin' you

[Verse 1: Master P]
Check it out
You and ya girls come follow me
I'm the ghetto Bill Gates, they call me Master P
I learnt in the 3rd don't trust your fo'z
I gotta couple diamonds with a mouth fulla gold
Platinum on the wrist, Bentley in the dri-i-i-ve
I learnt in the bricks how to slang and survi-i-i-ve
We No Limit Soldiers till the day that we die
And all my souljas rest, raise ya hands up high