sing about sweet harmony For to make the fighting cease Let's sing one song for the folks tonight That are sleeping on the streets Come on and sing their souls
(Dee Money Talking) Wat's Up Gezzy (BG) Bout ready 2 do dis thang let's go (Dee Money Verse 1) I'm a soulja 4 life me and gezzy do dis each and evry
my soul to you I'll do anything you ask me I'll bare my soul to you This is the best that I can do I'll bare my soul to you You think you know the man
Oh, hello, Mr. Soul, I just dropped by to pick up a reason For the thought that I caught that my head is the event of the season Why in crowds just a
Oh, hello Mr. Soul, I dropped by to pick up a reason For the thought that I caught, that my head is the event of the season Why in crowds just a trace
There is a bar they call The Bitter Sea And she sits and drinks a velvet crush--that's Kool Aid and gin--casing the clientele Like a relentless cameraman
(Diddy) You gonna believe me now though Tryin' to get up in your body your spirit take your soul (Chorus) Come here girl Let me creep in your world
blame you La familia, I steal, ya?ll know ho my fam do Man-handle tracks that be laced by now Rolex watch, security straight from the Mas Yo, I?m all on my own, g
blam you. La familia, I steal, ya'll know ho my fam do. Man-handle tracks that be laced by now. Rolex watch, security straight from Mas. Yo, I'm all on my own, g
fuck that there shit, spit that hydro ghetto, shit That's that shit right here, whom shall I fear Throw your guns in the air Socialize, get down, let your soul
yeah), let's work Show me your soul! c'mon now! Show me your soul! c'mon now! Show me your soul! c'mon now! Lenny Kravitz, Pharrell, they call me Diddy
two levels above you baby Hug me baby, I'ma make you love me baby It's ten years and we still runnin this motherfucker [P. Diddy] + (Notorious B.I.G.)
, 2, 3 Testing 1, 2, 3 Check this out, listen to me, listen Life is tricky I'm picky baby, but I just spotted you Doin' your thing, g-string, shoe string
It's on, it's on, it's on, yeah It's on, it's on, it's on, yeah I'm just a drop top flippin', flippin' Fifth of yacht sippin', sippin' Dope crack that's going in the strip clubs tippin' M J G
so If you lookin' for me I'll be on the block With my thang cocked possibly sittin' on a drop, now 'Cause, I'm a rida, yeah Yea I'ma soul survivor,
to Houston A earthquake out in China, a hurricane in New Orleans Street Dreams Tour, I sold my ass in New Orleans Did it for Soulja Slim, brought out B.G
They want it, I got it, damn right I'ma flaunt it Do anything you want, just don't get up on it Them O.G.'s raised, you know them streets made me Equipped