Soulja Boy - Come On lyrics
rate meYou wanna go to war?
Do you wanna go to war?
Do you wanna go to war?
Call up my niggas, call up my niggas
I got some bad bitches, Soulija Boy be SO damn GPTE!
Rich game while I’m selling B!
(That nigga so busy!)
Come on! Come on!
Come on! Come on, yeah!
They hear me… I tell ‘em to come on!
Come on, dwag!
They say, ”what’s up?”
I tell ‘em to come on!
Come on! Rich game!
Come on! Come on! Turn on!
They’re asking me “what’s up?”,
I say, “come on!”
They say, “what do you do?”
I say, “come on!”
K, have it… have it in…
Pull it and I flex, yellow on my neck!
Diamonds cost a check,
Got a rack! Stay on… backpack!
Gucci in the mall, Louis on my drawer
Tell ‘em to come on, keep it long drawn!
Keep it manner clip, I won’t slip!
I’m gonna have smoke a hundred filts!
Rolling up and zip standing in the…
Pistol on my hip, Soulija got the chip!
Stacks on deck, riding with the chips
Techno and it raining, but it got wet!
Come on, come on! Come on!
Come on, come on! Come on!
Soulija! Come on, come on
Pull up! Yeah, yeah, yeah
Come on, come on!
Come on, come on, yeah, yeah!
Come on, come on, yeah, yeah!
Soulija, stacks on deck, 2013, uh!
Rain in Versace, I be getting guapi
..macaroni, slap it, it’s the… (I’m guaping
Ride with that bean, sip it on cold… (I’m leaning!)
SODMGPTE thing! (roll up!)
Rich game… rich game… (turn up!
I be getting cabbage, rhyme with that package
Cold like Alaska, swag on…
Ride with that satellite, diamonds on a tunnel
Yeah, diamond in my ear, uh
Water crystal clear, uh
Ride and I’m sipping, lean and I don’t stay real!
Yo, SOD down our game, that’s our shit for real
I… I do it for real!
Soulija, Soulija!
Come on! Come on!
Soulija, Soulija
Come on! Drey!
Come on, Soulija
Come on, salute!
Rich game, where I’m staying… SOD!
