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Eazy
A fresh young rapper named beezy
Soulja Boy tell em make this ish look eazy
Eazy, I do this for a living man beleive me
Soulja Boy tell em make this ish look eazy

A fresh young rapper named beezy
Soulja Boy tell em make this ish look eazy
Eazy, I do this for a ling man beleive me
Soulja Boy tell em make this ish look eazy

Man I broke the cold im in ice mode
Game face on with my chain sittin on light mode
Got alot of gwap came from stayin on a paper chase
Shout out to my partner
Hold it down movin major weight
Every city every state Soulja Boy is known
Im just 18 now and im already grown
And I put my team on
S.O.D. sittin right
This is my theme song
And im rippin this beat right

Eazy
A fresh young rapper named beezy
Soulja Boy tell em make this ish look eazy
Eazy, I do this for a living man beleive me
Soulja Boy tell em make this ish look eazy

A fresh young rapper named beezy
Soulja Boy tell em make this ish look eazy
Eazy, I do this for a ling man beleive me
Soulja Boy tell em make this ish look (ish look)

Rippin this beat tight
Is the crowd stimulated
I make it look eazy you make it look complicated
My name is s.beezy a.k.a. the heavy weighter
Now go head I’ll see you later
Now go head and shoot your lay up
Catch me on the rebound, 3 pounds, we found
In the studio maybe tree sound
Soulja Boy tell em yea we clown
And im still on top
Two years later and still playin x box

Eazy
A fresh young rapper named beezy
Soulja Boy tell em make this ish look eazy
Eazy, I do this for a living man beleive me
Soulja Boy tell em make this ish look eazy

Eazy
A fresh young rapper named beezy
Soulja Boy tell em make this ish look eazy
Eazy, I do this for a living man beleive me
Souljaboy tell em make this ish look peice of cake

Rock holder hollerin out im the man
Folk star face beezy
Soulja Boy pa chino
Soulja Boy mandingo
When im with your girl all alone in the casino
I’ll show just how we roll
One day in my life will get your mind right
One day in my life will get your grind tight
Im tryna tell em but they don’t wanna beleive me
Soulja Boy tell em makin this ish look eazy

Eazy
A fresh young rapper named beezy
Soulja Boy tell em make this ish look eazy
Eazy, I do this for a living man beleive me
Soulja Boy tell em make this ish look eazy

Eazy
A fresh young rapper named beezy
Soulja Boy tell em make this ish look eazy
Eazy, I do this for a living man beleive me
Soulja Boy tell em make this ish look eazy.

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(feat. Gucci Mane & Shawty LO)

Ey, Gucci Bandanna, Gucci, Gucci Bandanna,
Ey, Gucci Bandanna, Gucci, Gucci Bandanna,
Ey, Gucci Bandanna, Gucci, Gucci Bandanna,
Ey, Gucci Bandanna, Gucci, Gucci Bandanna,
Ey, Gucci Bandanna, Gucci, Gucci Bandanna,
Ey, Gucci Bandanna, Gucci, Gucci Bandanna,
Ey, Gucci Bandanna, Gucci, Gucci Bandanna,
Ey, Gucci Bandanna, Gucci, Gucci Bandanna

[Soulja Boy:]
It’s Soulja Boy Tellem,
I fuck with Shawty Low,
I fuck with Rocco,
Gucci head to toe,
Chain on chill (chill),
Watch on freeze (freeze),
A pound a purp got me looking like Chinese,
Gucci Shades, but they still can’t hide me,
Hit the club, seventeen with no ID,
Damn! I changed up the format,
Welcome to my crib,
Leave your shoes at the doormat,
Uhh, and ain’t this Beat tight,
Chains say hello,
Watch say goodnight,
And I still look right,
This is the good life,
Gucci Bandanna just to make me look tight

[Chorus:]
Ey, Gucci Bandanna, Gucci, Gucci Bandanna,
Ey, Gucci Bandanna, Gucci, Gucci Bandanna,
Ey, Gucci Bandanna, Gucci, Gucci Bandanna,
Ey, Gucci Bandanna, Gucci, Gucci Bandanna,
Ey, Gucci Bandanna, Gucci, Gucci Bandanna,
Ey, Gucci Bandanna, Gucci, Gucci Bandanna,
Ey, Gucci Bandanna, Gucci, Gucci Bandanna,
Ey, Gucci Bandanna, Gucci, Gucci Bandanna,

[Gucci Mane:]
Gucci Badanna,
Call me Gucci Montel,
Gucci girl with me,
Gucci bag,
Gucci sandles,
She too hot to handle,
Hot sex, burning candles,
Gucci Mane a player,
Gucci shopping this extravagent,
Gucci Mane drive a drop top red phantom,
And my bed got them super size Gucci spreads,
Pull up to the hood,
Stop and let them jock Gucci,
Broads jock Gucci, cause Gucci, just Gucci,
Yeah my boxer briefs,
Equipped with double G’s,
Gucci key chain,
Holding on my Gucci keys,
Gucci down all the time in the summer time,
I’m Gucci Mane,
You would think that was my clothing line,
GUCCI

[Chorus:]
Ey, Gucci Bandanna, Gucci, Gucci Bandanna,
Ey, Gucci Bandanna, Gucci, Gucci Bandanna,
Ey, Gucci Bandanna, Gucci, Gucci Bandanna,
Ey, Gucci Bandanna, Gucci, Gucci Bandanna,
Ey, Gucci Bandanna, Gucci, Gucci Bandanna,
Ey, Gucci Bandanna, Gucci, Gucci Bandanna,
Ey, Gucci Bandanna, Gucci, Gucci Bandanna,
Ey, Gucci Bandanna, Gucci, Gucci Bandanna, Ey

[Shawty Lo:]
Shawty Lo,
I really want a Lanna,
Scarf on my neck,
Gucci Bandanna,
N*****s talking slick,
They filled with anmnem,
But I don’t care,
So Got damn ya,
This biggest watch,
Costs more than yours,
I built a house,
You can’t afford,
It’s Stupid Big,
It got an ocean view, it’s way up there,
I look down on you,
We flexed down here,
That’s what we do,
Get in our way,
I flex on you,
You acting monkey,
We keep bannanas,
Dem goons with me,
Rocking bandanna,

[Chorus:]
Ey, Gucci Bandanna, Gucci, Gucci Bandanna,
Ey, Gucci Bandanna, Gucci, Gucci Bandanna,
Ey, Gucci Bandanna, Gucci, Gucci Bandanna,
Ey, Gucci Bandanna, Gucci, Gucci Bandanna,
Ey, Gucci Bandanna, Gucci, Gucci Bandanna,
Ey, Gucci Bandanna, Gucci, Gucci Bandanna,
Ey, Gucci Bandanna, Gucci, Gucci Bandanna,
Ey, Gucci Bandanna, Gucci, Gucci Bandanna, Ey

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Soulja Boy Tellem!

Hopped up out tha bed
Turned ma swag on
Took a look in tha mirror said wassup
Yeeeeea I’m gettin money (ohh) [x2]

Turned ma swag on,
And my time to turn it up
Yeeeeea, yeeeea
I put my team on, then ma theme song
Now it’s time to turn it up
Yeeeeea, yeeeea

I got a question why they hatin on me,
I got a question why they hatin on me
I ain’t did nothin to em, but count this money
And put my team on, now my whole clic stunnin
Boy wassup, yeeeea
Boy wassup, yeeeea

When I was 9 years old, I put it in ma head
That I’m a die for this gold
(Soulja Boy tellem)
Boy wassup

Hopped up out tha bed
Turn ma swag on
Took a look in tha mirror said wassup
Yeeeeea I’m gettin money (ooh) [x2]

I’m back again,
I know a lot of ya’ll thought I wasn’t coming back…
Yeeeeea, yeeeea
I had to prove them wrong,
Got back in the studio and came up with another hit
Yeeeeea, yeeeea
I told the world my story, the world where I’m from
SouljaboyXL.com, boy wassup
Yeeeeea, yeeeea

Now everytime you see me spit
Every time you hear me rhyme
Everytime you see me in your state of town
Say wassup
Yeeeeea, yeeeea

Hopped up out tha bed
Turned ma swag on
Took a look in tha mirror said wassup
Yeeeeea I’m gettin money (ooh).

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[Intro:]
Soulja Boy Tell Em
Ya know what it is man
Turn my swag on man
Time to hit my bird walk man

[Chorus: x2]
Watch me hit my bird walk
Watch me hit my bird walk
Watch me hit my bird walk
Watch me hit my bird walk
Watch me do it
Yuha
Watch me do it
Yuha
Watch me do it
Yuha
Watch me do it
Yuha

[Verse 1:]
Step in side da club fresh from head to toe,
Hit my bird walk and den I messin with my merry-go,
Wen I’m in da d-town, Dallas
Wassup bro
Wen I’m in da A-pull pally
Wat happenin folk
Wen I’m in Chicago they hollerin
Now wassup joe
Now I’m back to Mississippi they telling me
Wassup mayne
They telling me da same thing
Wen I’m in new york
Was good sun, just hustlin

[Chorus: x2]
Watch me hit my bird walk
Watch me hit my bird walk
Watch me hit my bird walk
Watch me hit my bird walk
Watch me do it
Yuha
Watch me do it
Yuha
Watch me do it
Yuha
Watch me do it
Yuha

[Verse 2:]
Aye Feelin Bezzy
Wat wat they do that at
Watch looking freezy
Ye-yellow diomaond rain
Ice grill
Ice chain
Ice ring
Iced out
If you cross S.O.D
We gonna knock your lights out
Step inside the set
I’m to clean to get touched
S.O.D. Money Gang
We to mean to get mugged
Hit my bird walk
And got the club crunk
Den I heared your girl tlk
Now she hoppin in my trunk
Now I’m hittin my bird walk

[Chorus: x2]
Watch me hit my bird walk
Watch me hit my bird walk
Watch me hit my bird walk
Watch me hit my bird walk
Watch me do it
Yuha
Watch me do it
Yuha
Watch me do it
Yuha
Watch me do it
Yuha

[Verse 3:]
S.O.U.L.J.A Bezzy
Bird walked with my dance
Make it look easy
My dougie, I’m fresh
Ya I’m clean
So krispy
Throwin out money
Like your boy gotta frisbey
Soulja boy tell em
For da kids like Disney
Chain 360
Make your head dizzy
Every city in da club
Who rollin with me
Arab
Jbar
Miami
Mizzy

[Chorus: x2]
Watch me hit my bird walk
Watch me hit my bird walk
Watch me hit my bird walk
Watch me hit my bird walk
Watch me do it
Yuha
Watch me do it
Yuha
Watch me do it
Yuha
Watch me do it
Yuha.

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[Verse 1]
I’m ’bout the swag, I’m ’bout the ice, I’m ’bout to cop me one tonight
I don’t really care the price, cause my bankroll right
Ridin on Toyota, on Pinolla, that’s just how we get it though
Choppin ola, I was holdin, forty-five, listen doe
Forty-five to get stashed to buy them new dickies man
And a S.O.D. charm piece, man that’s fifty grand
Arab tatted up and gathered up the whole guap
S.O.D. gang six figures quarter million copped, cause

[Chorus: repeat 2X]
I’m ’bout the cars, I’m ’bout the swag
I’m ’bout the whip, I’m ’bout the rag
I’m ’bout the bricks, I’m ’bout the flips
I’m ’bout the chips, I’m ’bout the dips
I’m ’bout the stacks.. talkin stacks.. stacks
I’m ’bout the stacks.. stacks.. stacks

[Verse 2]
I’m ’bout the bank, I’m ’bout to vote
I’m bout the this ain’t what you thought
I’m ridin clean, I got guap
I’m doin me I’m on the top
I’m ’bout the ice, I’m ’bout the shine
I’m ’bout the work, I’m ’bout the grind
I’m ’bout to get ’em, got ’em, see ’em song
Gettin every dollar doe
When you see me pop your collar
I’ma throw out every dollar
Soulja Boy’s not a scholar, ? a million dollars
Get ’em S.O.D. we got ’em, scream S.O.D. we holla
Too much swag yes we ballin I’m a money baller

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
Man I’m a trapaholic rapaholic hustler
Down on your decimal, make me a customer
S.O.D. machine don’t need no cash register
All the money added up, pass me the duffle
Bag full of grands, a couple bands, understand
I’m the man when I land overseas in Japan
I seen you wishin he’da quit it you can’t get like me
A lot of rappers mad cause they can’t make no hits like me

[Chorus]

[dub version of Chorus].

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Soulja Boy Songs TextArtist: Soulja Boy
Genres: Rap: Hip-Hop

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Sugababes - Denial - Song TextArtist: Sugababes
Album: Change
Year: 2007
Genre: Dance

Download album Change

 

 Somewhere in the back of my mind
Secretly I know you will find
Way amongst the blushing and glow
Teach me all the things I don’t show

Mystery’s a beautiful thing
What a gift a woman can bring
Never let it out just like that
Let him slowly figure it out

How I can flower bloom
Just over a day?
And at night
You’ve got to let the world change

I didn’t want to fall in love with you
I didn’t want to know the things I knew
It wasn’t until I look into the mirror
Denial

You were like a power of nature
Telephatic beautiful creature
Understanding all my weakness
[?]

[?] just me
You were never supposed to be
[?]
It took so long to finally see

How I can flower bloom
Just over a day?
And at night
You’ve got to let the world change

I didn’t want to fall in love with you
I didn’t want to know the things I knew
It wasn’t until I look into the mirror
Denial

I didn’t want to fall in love with you
I didn’t want to know the things I knew
It wasn’t until I look into the mirror
Denial

I see the way the pain goes like open minds for us
No complicated barriers to hold us back

I didn’t want to fall in love with you
I didn’t want to know the things I knew
It wasn’t until I look into the mirror
Denial

I didn’t want to fall in love with you
I didn’t want to know the things I knew
It wasn’t until I look into the mirror
Denai.

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Swollen eyes
No better to let you see them now
My wasted heart
Will never let you
drive the demon down

When you love the devil
You’ll sell your soul
And it’s hard to make him go
Undignified
I am tonight

[CHORUS:]
So give me false, hope and promise
Near You’re trying to
Redeem yourself for the Hundredth Time
Lasoo me in if you must My dear
Give me a reason to have you here
Giving false, hope and lies
And we still belief it
This powerful love that’s comsuming me
Hooked on a drug that’s still your pride
It’s hard not to see
So undignified

It terrefies me
to think i’m not the only one
You’d be suprised
How much I cry when you are gone

Your angels the devil
Your church is a tomb
But I need to be with you
I’m undignified
Enough for two

[CHORUS:]
So give me false, hope and promise
Near You’re trying to
Redeem yourself for the Hundredth Time
Lasoo me in if you must My dear
Give me a reason to have you here
Giving false, hope and lies
And we still belief it
This powerful love that’s comsuming me
Hooked on a drug that’s still your pride
It’s hard not to see
So undignified

I’m addicted to the blatnant
pleasure you give
That’s not how i wanna live
Controlled by you

[CHORUS:]
So give me false, hope and promise
Near You’re trying to
Redeem yourself for the Hundredth Time
Lasoo me in if you must My dear
Give me a reason to have you here
Giving false, hope and lies
And we still belief it
This powerful love that’s comsuming me
Hooked on a drug that’s still your pride
It’s hard not to see
So undignified.

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Baby show me
I want you to hold me
Never felt this empty before
I can’t take it no more

’cause I noticed
We ain’t go that closeness
Like the way we got it before
Baby open the door

Baby we ain’t got the time (the time)
Tell me what is on your mind (your mind)
Even when you’re here I’m feeling so alone
We used to be so hot
And now we’re [?]
Tell me you can really see what’s going on

I can’t wait
Tell me before it gets too late
Tell me that my heart won’t break
I don’t wanna let it go

Baby show me
I want you to hold me
Never felt this empty before
I can’t take it no more

’cause I noticed
We ain’t go that closeness
Like the way we got it before
Baby open the door

Lately all the thrill is gone (is gone)
Everything I do is wrong (is wrong)
You keep throwing water in the flames inside
Can’t we make our life brand new (brand new)
Baby trust me and you (and you)
’cause I can’t go on like this another night

I can’t wait
Tell me before it gets too late
Tell me that my heart won’t break
I don’t wanna let it go

Baby show me
I want you to hold me
Never felt this empty before
I can’t take it no more

’cause I noticed
We ain’t go that closeness
Like the way we got it before
Baby open the door

I could say I hate you now
But you see the real me isn’t me
I can say that I can’t [?]
Take my hand say you’ll turn me around

Baby show me
I want you to hold me
Never felt this empty before
I can’t take it no more

’cause I noticed
We ain’t go that closeness
Like the way we got it before
Baby open the door.

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3 Spoons Of Suga
She likes her dress
Like she’s fresh out of the magazine
She struts around
Getting down to the rhythm and she
Is glad that she enjoys
Teasing all the boys
They always say
That you’ll remember her name
Because she’s got it
She’s got it right down

And all the guys say

I need three spoons of sugar
And a glass full of liquor to get over you
Gimme something in my coffee
Gimme thrills, take my money, can’t get over you

He don’t get stressed
‘Cause he’s best with the cut of his jeans
He’s looking tight, white [?]
And super fine, if you know what I mean, ohh
And he clearly gets his kicks
Getting messy with the chicks
They always say
That you’ll remember his name
Because he’s got it
He’s got it so, so down

And all the girls say

I need three spoons of sugar
And a glass full of liquor to get over you
Gimme something in my coffee
Gimme thrills, take my money, can’t get over you
I’m gonna need a whole lot of therapy
To cure the sugar rush, I can’t get over you
Gimme something in my coffee
Gimme thrills, take my money, can’t get over you

Ohh, ohhh

[talky bits I can’t make out]

And all the girls say

I need three spoons of sugar
And a glass full of liquor to get over you
Gimme something in my coffee
Gimme thrills, take my money, can’t get over you
I’m gonna need a whole lot of therapy
To cure the sugar rush, I can’t get over you
Gimme something in my coffee
Gimme thrills, take my money, can’t get over you.

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