Soulja Slim lyrics

by

Rot Ken


[Intro]
(Chris, you idiot, look at what you did)

[Chorus]
I'm a soldier but these racks ain't slim
I been thinkin' since 'bout 3 a.m
I got ten up in these skinny jeans
I put a forty in these skinny jeans
So don't run up on lil' Kenny or your son and them gon' scream
I was fifteen with a Glock, now mama know it was on me
I ain't worried 'bout this rap sh*t, I'll take one for the team
Don't tell me that it's all love, you hurting me

[Verse]
BB was 'posed to be with us, he worse than me (Slatt)
Ayy, I'm the first young n*gga came out the way
I told lil' BB he sitting in the cage
I told lil' BB that he on the way
n*gga get right, tryna flow the pain
Ain't on the purp' but I'm up on the drank
BB had told me I just gotta think
Just gotta think it out (Yеah)
Boy, we can bang it out (Yeah)
She think I'm famous now (Yеah)
'Cause I take the safer route (Go)
I'm still the same, I ride with the gang, this what I prayed about (God)
[Chorus]
I'm a soldier but these racks ain't slim
I been thinking since 'bout 3 a.m
I got ten up in these skinny jeans
I put a forty in these skinny jeans
So don't run up on lil' Kenny or your son and them gon' scream
I was fifteen with a Glock, now mama know it was on me
I ain't worried 'bout this rap sh*t, I'll take one for the team
Don't tell me that it's all love, you hurting me

[Outro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Talking that sh*t, n*ggas know that it's cap
Talking that sh*t, n*ggas know that it's cap
I'm talking that sh*t, n*ggas know that we famous
I'm talking that sh*t, n*ggas know that we famous
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Talking that sh*t, n*ggas know that we famous
Talking that sh*t, leave him up in the kitchen
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