Brazil We Flexing MC Guimê (Ft. Soulja Boy)

[Intro: Soulja Boy & MC Guimê]
Huh, Soulja! X-Type Music
And you know, you know we turnin' up
Guimê
You know we turnin' up
Soulja, MC Guime
É nós
You know that we dem boyz
Vai segurando essa conexão, moleque!
And you know we makin' noise (King Soulja)
(We are in Brazil and...)
Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up
Ayy, ayy, ayy

[Verse 1: Soulja Boy]
Whippin' and flippin' them chickens (Whip)
Shout out my team 'cause we winnin' (We win)
Bugatti no expedition
We running the dough like we sprinting
Tony Montana run through Atlanta
Brazil to Montana, I'm toting that hammer
Soulja Boy tell' em Louis V on my pajama
Ridin' and pushin' Montana
Me and Guimê on a private jet
Flex, finesse, ice on my Rolex
Yo bitch, she suckin, she fuckin'
She wanna come holla at Soulja
Whippin' that Rover, hoppin', I tell and I told ya
Whipping that coke and no cola (No cola)
Uh, all of these niggas I knowla
My squad, we're taking shit over