Soulja Boy

Soulja Boy - Shoppin' Spree lyrics

rate me

Left ring 10 houndred cash

Neckpiece 30 grand

Whip cost 300 grand

God damn I'm on a shoppin spre

Bracelet 20 bags

Rims cost me 5 grand

House cost 500 cash

God damn I'm on a shoppin spre

Lyin in a whip that don't release until 2010

50 thousand dollars spent jus to make my rims spin

Half a million dollars spent on the house I live in

Even more spent on the seat I sit my ass in

Soulja boy tell em a.k.a the assasin

Prises cuts in my watch like I threw sum glass in

Damn exclusive shit sent from china

If u lookin for me I'm prbly in yo girls vagina

I'm lookin in the mirror tell me whos finer

Bought a lamborghini didn't need to cosigner

Ayy wat I spit is jus minor

Every cut served soulja boys headliner

Damn now tell me u don't feel this

Ayy u can't say I'm jus one hit

Ayy are u bitch niggas serious

I'm quick on track like fast and the furious

I'm on a shoppin spree

Chevy to a chevy chevy to a lamborghinin

U can't be me or see me unless u see me on t.v

Shine and greezy I wonder stevie wonder can see me

Necklace a jungle of greed jus check my selectional pieces

Uhh I got a stupid collection u see

Chain worth a millie u sill wille a millie and 20

Uh man I pass out 50s an 20s

I pass out 50s an 20s I pass out 100s and 50s

We make more money than chemist, doctors, da lawyers, da dentist

Chemist da doctors da lawyers ye money together could'ntgetcha

2 door Gurraro 160

Drop top 120

House worth a million and three dual trust 63 g's

Old schools a hundred a piece

That cost me 75 gs, 65 actually but my rims coast me ten of them thangs

Gucci yo gotti the king

Soulja done did it again

This team be 82gs that be worth 82 keys

Money ain't the option

Let's give u a option

U go to your stash partna an I'll come out my pockets

2 hundred hundreds

Dat like 20 grad

Jus enough for me to buy my briden a new band

I'm like soulja boy tell me

They think that I'm playin

Come down herr to tennesse and see that I'm the man

Ain't talkin bout no rappin

I'm talkin bout that tramppin

I'm talkin bout that brick I'll ram it straight up pistol package?

Ringpiece 2000 grand

Neckpiece 4000 grand

Infinicop chevy but instead I went and coped a lim

Whoah took yo bitch on a shoppin spree

Gucci? an I think they hoe in love with

Ain't got security I keep lots of thugs with me

We call them goons cause I rock lots of jewlery

Cocaine everything

Who the fuck ain't feelin me

Gun powder on the market

Realest nigga in the streets

I'm on a shoppin spree

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