Soulja, 2010 turn me up Soulja Boy TellEm S.O.D. money gang mane I do it B-I-G mane!
[Chorus:] Man I do it big! From the cars to the clothes to the crib Man I do it big! Fifty million, a hundred million's how I live Man I do it big! ... Get it in Man I do it B-I-G, big, B-I-G, big
All I do is stunt, eatin rappers up for lunch I got a million albums sold, congratulations, well done Soulja's heatin like a drum, and I made the club go dumb It don't matter where you from, long as you stay stuntin I press a button in my Coupe and watch the car transform I turn the haters on you, blast my speakers 'til they learn I spit flames on the mic fryin you bound to get burned After I finish stuntin then you know it's Mini-Me turn S.O.D., is the label, on 50 rich the fable Tryin to stunt like me, but I know that you ain't able From internets and cable, from my hood to Asia I hit the stunt button now watch me count my paper I can't, hear a hater, I can't, be one either Rubbin ice on my ice cause my chain got a fever Stunt like Evel Knievel, Beanie hat no Sigel Good over evil, I pull off in a Regal
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My style is so different, my flow is prolific Girls on my tip cause I'm a pro at business And I don't be limpin, I ain't never been shot But I will shoot any rapper who, come try to take my spot My buzz is so hot, I got the internet locked Ask them wannabe goons who tried to run inside my spot I hit the stunt button and all of that stopped In my whip hittin donuts for them hungry ass cops Is that all that you got? Man my chain is enormous Shittin on the beat, like the beat is a toilet I see they tried to ignore it, but they gotta face it A million dollars cash bitch I spent that on my bracelet