Soulja Boy - Fuck Around (Buck) lyrics

rate me

Disrespecting me, bitch the boss man I’m having that

Riding in that Masseratti and that shit is her black

Fuck you niggers talking about that bang getting cash hoe

Hell my head man call me shoot you in the asshole

Paws no, homo

Bitch I’m with that mob shit

Fuck around, they cut your head off

Hang it by your dick

Never gave a fuck, bitch I’m filthy rich

And I’m connected with fifty bricks

Towing fifty clips to put your ass up in a ditch

Real shit, nigger

Fuck you talking about?

Please don’t get up on my shit list

Wiping out, every nigger on my hit list

Soulja boy tell them, bitch I’m flexing no fitness

Fuck what you heard

Man my nigger been told that big shit

Master plan, yes I’m talking immaculate plans

I’m talking to racks a bass

Fuck these niggers talking about he can’t understand

Understand that we taking over twenty twelve bro

Fucking niggers talking about

Give the city hell a bra

Wired through my city and I’m feeling like a leak

Now my nigger’s getting money

And we never gave a shit

And I didn’t tell you this

And I represent that shit

Man PB ill flute

Pretty Boy gang when I flew

Man you already know

It’s them west side hitters

Came in the club

Man I’m looking like a ticket

Young Dre, aka

Get that cash off them

Soulja tell them no problem goddamn that nigger offed him

Off tell, off tell my bitch had them bags on

Never gave a fuck bitch I’m about to bring them bags on

Little Dre, aka

Got to travel going crazy

Turning up my whole throat

Bitches want to be my lady

Damn, I’m retro

Goddamn these vendors

Young Jesus, and I ain’t even finished

Soulja boy tell them, I keep killing, me rapping

Niggers fifty thirteen

I’m still up in the trap nigger

Well man post it

Count it like a nigger

Young nigger getting money

Wrote about a breed

Young nigger came here

Goal on my fist

Goal on my dick

Bitch I’m that nigger

Number one contender

Came here swaging

And you see it in the middle

The old soldier tell him

Goddamn that nigger gimmick

Really Dre for rhythm

One hating million

Put that on the till fold

Put it in racked up

And they hit my phone

And I hit one word and we about to ride

Ten shots, I’m a let it slide

Got the same guns that came from Best a

And I’m still in the building

Racked up Shorty take your yellow ball is river

Never gave a fuck

Bitch I’m all about the dinero

Pesos, cashed up with the real doe

Niggers on that fuck shit

Bitch I’m feeling so damn swaged up

Standing on the TV screen

And ain’t got no bread bro

And ain’t got no mass bro

Ribbed in this fuck nigger

Soulja Boy tell them I’m a bust quicker

Fuck around their buck