That Theme - Soulja Boy

That Theme - Soulja Boy (酱爆弟弟)
Shout out to my ni**a Project Pat
Shout out to my ni**a D Flores SODMG
Wut
Juice II
Big South
Juice II ni**a
Pull up flexin' on niggas
I push button on my dizzy dash convert we get fitters
Drop the top on the brand new foreign that's what we do
With me and Bunks one week off tourin'
I thought you knew Soulja Boy tell 'em about the revenue
Cash and company comin'
We rubber bands money bounce like elastic
Tell 'em that we getting this cash in it ain't nothin' you ni**a
All you f**king new niggas is just f**kin' new niggas
Lil Dre f**k on you niggas pull up - drop a band
I put leanin' on purple and eastern pink hit stand
Like damn bands on top of bands this what we do
Stacks on deck
Boy stacks on deck
Gang stacks on deck
Mane stacks on deck entertainment frame it
Pull up in the drop top with your girl getting brain
Lamborghini flip the colors on it
Switchin' black ridin' black flip the colors on it
Gold watch gold ring gold chain too
Tattoos out the frame on that dude
Juice II Juice Dos
Juice uno juice dos
Juice west coast
I done pull up
Everybody know what's happenin' with the kill
Getting trappin' with the kill
It's so sad CEO fantastic
Can't have it
Number 1 we gotta have it
Oh my God oh my God swag
Number 1 we gotta have it
Swag swag Dre Dre
Number 1 we gotta have it
Working out the pound ni**a hold it down
Sour on my mind
Now my chopper hold a hundred rounds
Ridin' through my town like damn I'm the f**kin' man
Caught a million grounds up in bounds
I'm the f**kin' man
Pullin' up like yes I am
Handkerchief in hand Gucci bandana
And my hands on all my car
Got me feelin' like I'm on the spaceship a superstar
Young ni**a cashin' all this money in this fashion
I pull up in his a** and drop top with a yella bone
Pull up in the VIP they like what is going on
Make it rain on everybody I'm talkin' every one
Then we throw 100's then 50's 20's and anyone's
Lil Dre in the in the club going crazy
55 racks later going crazy
Gold ace of spades bottle got me feeling hazy
I'm a screw up and I'll just pop me a pill
Came through the club but you know that's what it is
Juice II in the atmosphere that's what it is
My niggas go so hard my ni**a we do that every year
Smokin' on this kush got the kush off in the air
Put it in the air we the niggas in the building
Any ni**a hatin' talkin' down we gon kill them
Battle fay drill 'em
Tell them weird all niggas
West side niggas we swag on niggas
Put tags on b**ches draw jazz and we niggas
F**k with my niggas and we leave you in the ditches
Leave you full of stitches you could get your head shook
Pull up take a picture
Young rich ni**a
Young rich ni**a
Pull up take a picture
Young rich ni**a
Pull up take a picture
Pull up take a picture
Pull up take a picture
Pull up take a picture
Pull up take my picture
Cause I'm flexin' on niggas
Pull up take my picture
Cause I'm flexin'
Girls girls girls
Girls all over the world
Stacks on deck gang
Stacks on deck gang
Turn up
What What What
Get booked ni**a
500 k in my robbin' jeans
Goddamn Dre you didn't pull up in a limousine
Goddamn I got cliffs and some f**kin' methazine
Ni**a talkin' down but that's blasphemy don't blast for me
Young Dre up in this thing it could be achin'
So my money on my arm and my necklace
Pull up to the club you ain't on the guest list
I'm flexin' since I'm flexin'
VIP
Juice
Turn up