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Soulja Boy - MEAN MUG lyrics

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Soulja Boy - "Mean Mug" Feat 50 Cent

[Soulja Boy]

My flow sicker, your dough thick, well my dough thicker

you talk sh-t I will kick your door n-gga

I call my goons, my brand new chopper is coming soon

[50 cent]

AK47 got them dialing 9-11

I pull that trigger, you f-ck with my lil n-gga

I come through get ya, hop out them hollow’s hit ya

keep thinking it’s a game, n-gga’s aint playing

[Soulja Boy]

Soulja Boy I’ll bust your brain

a n-gga talking all that sh-t

y’all n-ggas cannot represent

f-cking with the youngest killer, youngest gorilla n-gga

split ya I deal with ya

[50 cent]

Knife sticker, ice picker, run for ya life n-gga

I won’t tell ya twice

b-tch go run do the dougie, all the gangsta’s they love me

these hoes they be all on me

they can’t help that they want me

they want me back

[Soulja Boy]

Im on another level, b-tch you heard me say that do you

SOD I never mentioned you cause you not worthy

[50 cent]

Yeah, we royalty dont talk to me

b-tch you not worthy

[Soulja Boy - Chorus]

mean mug, n-gga you gon mug who?

rob me? n-gga we gon rob you

choppers on me, n-ggas we don’t give a f-ck

I’m in the club, n-gga f-ck your mean mugs

f-ck your mean mugs

n-gga f-ck your mean mug

f-ck your mean mug

n-gga f-ck your mean mug

f-ck your mean mug

n-gga f-ck your mean mug

f-ck your mean mug

n-gga f-ck your mean mug

[50 cent]

When I’m trippin’ Im twisted, I slap my clip in

when I flip, hoe duck down when I start gettin’

I’m iced out, b-tch my neck and my ears drippin’

I lost count all this paper I be gettin’

[Soulja Boy]

any f-cking game n-gga pass me the ball

and watch a n-gga ball, I’m Gucci to the draws

I’m money over all, I don’t really give a f-ck

tatted on my neck and throat and them girls lick me up

[50 cent]

Lick me up til I pop shawty swallow evry drop

from the balls to the top

she must do this sh-t a lot

she’s a freak she’s a pro

got that paper it’s a go

bring the Kush, bring the dro

she might bless ya on the low

[Soulja Boy]

Man, Thats why I pick you up off the ground

if you make a f-cking sound

disrespect my f-cking crew

b-tch is you f-cking clown

get the f-ck back n-gga

we up in the club

high as f-ck, talk sh-t and you gon get dropped

[Chorus]

[Outro]

Yeah, misery loves company n-gga

I send you to see your dead muthaf-cking homies<br />

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Thanks to Adrina

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