Magnolia Clap lyrics

by

Soulja Boy


Draco, 2019, (Yeah!)
Gang
Yeah, Soulja (Naw for real n*gga)
f*ck n*gga!
Whole lotta sh*t
Huh, yeah, okay


Gang sh*t no lame sh*t
Squad sh*t, no fraud sh*t
Pull on your block with the draco you know that I pop that
Brand new lamborghini on the top I drop that
pus*y ass n*gga, you know that you wack
Run up on gang know you get clapped
Young Draco n*gga I trap with a strap
Bullets they hit from the front and the back
Whippin up dope got the recipe
Bought so many bricks he throw me an extra key
I can't let these n*ggas come get the best of me
Pull on they block with the Draco and spray
He disrespect gang, leave him 6 feet deep
I came up straight out the concrete
Chopp clap so many times sound like a song on repeat
Douple cup full of promethazine

Make it clap
Make it clap just like Magnolia
I’m Young Draco n*gga you call me Big Soulja
I trapped out the hellcat and bought me a Rover
I SKRT the Maserati like it's stolen
I got them keys, No Zaytoven
Whippin that dope in the pot till it lock (ugh)
Run up on gang you know you get shot (boom)
Skrt Skrt I'm Scrapin the side of the bowl
Whippin’ that b*tch I got bricks on the stove
f*ckin your b*tch, I dont gotta brag gotta blow
Me and my n*ggas let's go take a toast
Spray with the draco if a n*gga standin' too close
I just got a brand new draco
So tell me who the f*ck really want smoke
Back in the trap I went 3kz?
Whippin up 3 babies
Sold me a pint, then I copped me a Mercedes
Whippin' that dope like it came out the 80's
n*gga get shot in Atlanta I sent him to Gradine?
pus*y ass n*gga, You must be crazy
All of this money, this sh*t is amazin'
Young Draco n*gga I do not play lazer tag
Pop out with sticks, and ???

Clap, Clap (clap)
Make that sh*t clap like Magnolia
Clap, Clap
Make that sh*t clap like Magnolia
Clap, Clap, Clap, Clap
Make that sh*t clap like Magnolia
??? Wrist my sh*t look like a Boulder
Clap, Clap
Make that sh*t clap like Magnolia
Clap, Clap
I make that choppa clap, like Magnolia (boom, boom)
Clap, Clap
I make that draco clap, like Magnolia
I got a chip on my shoulder
Earrings in my ear are bigger than a f*ckin' boulder
Ay
I'm this n*gga how you ain’t notice that
AK-47 came with a shoulder strap
I Shoot with the Draco you know it got kick-back
Pourin’ that lean, I need me a 6 pack
Ran off with your sh*t now you can't get your sh*t back
I got your b*tch, come get your b*tch back
I sippin lean smokin’ gas in the Maybach
Pop up on n*gga with dracos and we start to shoot
When that sh*t got hectic I jumped out the roof (jumped out the roof)
Smokin on dope and I'm pourin' up two
I'm f*ckin your b*tch, ??? your crew
Countin’ that cash, if you only knew
I'm gettin hella clientele and revenue
I stuffed 100 bricks in a Bentley coupe
Play with the gang and you know that we shoot
Make that sh*t clap like the hot boys
Make that sh*t clap like Magnolia
Young Draco you n*gga ???
Stand in the kitchen, I'm whippin the soda
You know I'm meetin my quota
Droppin' them bricks in the water
Young n*gga f*ckin' your daughter (smash)
Bentley came with a new spoiler (skrt, skrt)
I got them bricks n*gga whats your order
I go to Mexico, jump 'cross the border
I go to Mexico then jump The Wall
Livin' my best life, Just like Duvall?
I Was in LA, but now I'm in New York
Smell like a brick, when I'm up at court
Ballin on n*ggas like it's a sport
?? at n*ggas like what the f*ck
Smell like a pound thru the TSA
f*ckin' your b*tch and I get it on replay
Whip up a brick, in front of his face
Benihana, I got good taste
Junkies at my front door they know I got good crack
Like a boomerang they keep comin' back
Word around town I got good crack
f*ck the rap game I'm droppin my ??
Black ??? look like Bentley GT
Black Bentley look like BatMobile
Run up on gang you get popped like a pill
Young Draco n*gga we rich before the deal
17, I made my first mill
Word around town I got M & M's
Right now, I'm worth 30 M's
Whippin my wrist when I jump out the gym
Swimmin' pool, at the mansion
Damn, but Young Draco can't swim
In the trap know that I get it in
Whippin that dope tryna bring back a 10
f*ckin your b*tch and that b*tch best friend
Young Draco n*gga you know I go in
Free all my n*ggas thats locked in the Penn
Damn, Where should I begin
This sh*t started way back in the streets (yeah)
(That's the end of the beat? Believe that.)
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