SOULJA BOY � There Go Soulja

There go Soulja, stacks on deck
There go Soulja, stacks on deck
Stacks on deck
West side! Hey, hey!

[Chorus:]
When I run through my block I�ll be like I told ya
Foreign with that biatch there go Soulja,
There go Soulja, yeah, there go Soulja
There go Soulja, yeah, there go Soulja!
I�m riding through the hood and I�m feeling like I told ya
In that foreign whip, there go Soulja,
There go Soulja, yeah, there go Soulja
There go Soulja, yeah, there go Soulja!

[Verse 1:]
Yeah, there go Soulja, I�m getting money
Ha ha ha, ain�t a damn thing funny
I�m in the truck, got that bitch down on me
A nigga try me, then you know that I blow it
Kill him, kill him!
And that pistol�s what I�m told aye
I�m in that rolly and I�m rolling
I got that Bentley and I roll it
We did a show and I�m on it!
I�m getting high, that�s a party
The Cush got me high to the next morning
Hey! I�m turnt up to the maximum
I drop my album in that shit, where the platinums?

[Chorus:]
When I run through my block I�ll be like I told ya
Foreign with that biatch there go Soulja,
There go Soulja, yeah, there go Soulja
There go Soulja, yeah, there go Soulja!
I�m riding through the hood and I�m feeling like I told ya
In that foreign whip, there go Soulja,
There go Soulja, yeah, there go Soulja
There go Soulja, yeah, there go Soulja!

[Verse 2:]
I picked up a bad bitch, in my Rolly
I�m running on the block and I�m frozen
I got that coat like it�s October
Niggas hating on the clique, but you know us
And ain�t nothing to a soulija
I got this money in my pocket and I blow up
No husband on me since I blowed up
And I�m sipping on this lean until I throw up
Was happening on the cap?
Big cash, stacks on deck, bitch we trappin
Bow-bow! Right now, man I�m poppin
I caught my broksy up and he gonna bring the chopper!

[Chorus:]
When I run through my block I�ll be like I told ya
Foreign with that biatch there go Soulja,
There go Soulja, yeah, there go Soulja
There go Soulja, yeah, there go Soulja!
I�m riding through the hood and I�m feeling like I told ya
In that foreign whip, there go Soulja,
There go Soulja, yeah, there go Soulja
There go Soulja, yeah, there go Soulja!

[Verse 3:]
I can�t lie, spent a lot on my Bentley
Two hundred fifty, come here with me
I�m flexing through the city
Got some true religion, Louis, Louis, Louis!
I�m fucking with this Louis shit!
I model up in Ninas with these special kicks
Niggas hating on my campaign
I�m getting money bitch you see me in a fast line
I�m gone
Man, you�re hating, it ain�t a doubt mane
I throw some money on my damn chain
I put some money on my down ring
I get so much money, like I�m selling cocaine!

[Chorus:]
When I run through my block I�ll be like I told ya
Foreign with that biatch there go Soulja,
There go Soulja, yeah, there go Soulja
There go Soulja, yeah, there go Soulja!
I�m riding through the hood and I�m feeling like I told ya
In that foreign whip, there go Soulja,
There go Soulja, yeah, there go Soulja
There go Soulja, yeah, there go Soulja!
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