Soulja Boy - 1000 lyrics

rate me

Swag swag

Stacks on deck shit bring

Money gang shit ho

Stacks on deck boys

Young shorty

20000 in my pocket

Another thousand in my wallet

We do this all the time, we fly private

Yea yea we fly private

Number real niggas

Gold chains, and a couple mills nigga

Number real niggas

Gold chains, and a couple mills nigga

Flexin’ flexin’

Money stackin’ nigga

Flexin’ yea

Money stackin’ nigga

Off top nigga, don’t fucking play

Stacks On Deck boys, bitch yeah we in this thing

Money Gang, tat that shit up off my armored ring

On my chain, fifty diamonds standing money bling

Ching, ching, I done cashed out like a jackpot

And I’m big dog flexing like Sandlot

In my hood, man we stack them shit’s by four blocks

I’m turned up, and we get them by the C-knots

C notes, cut throat with my campaign

Fifty racks make it rain, make it hurricane

Young Dre, I go hard and I spit flame

Off top, money boy’s in this thing

Money stackin’ nigga

We flexin’

Let real nigga

Gold chains, and a couple mills nigga

Flexin’, bublin’

Turnt up, money stackin’ (1000)

Pull up to the party, it’s time to have some fun

Standing on the couch, and I’m throwing funds

Stripper bitches on me, it ain’t nothing though

Do this every fucking night, all across the globe

I hop up on the jet, it’s time to cash out

I hop up in that Vet’, it’s time to smash out

My homeboy copped a Ferrari, so I copped a jet

I threw thirty racks on my fucking neck

I pull up to the trap, to finesse

I call my young nigga and he hit the plug

Now we in the trap, pulled up off mud

I pulled up in that Lambo’, skurt’ scrub

We in this thing

Yeah we in this thing

We in this thing

Yeah we in this thing

We in this thing, yeah we in this thing

In this thing, yeah we in this thing

In this thing, yeah we in this thing

Yeah we in this thing, me and my nigga’s in this thing