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Whippin up this work and my wrist game so excellent
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Ridin through the hood and I feel like I¡¯m the president
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Young hood nigga, with a million dollar residence
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I want them dead presidents, want them dead presidents
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(Verse)
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Whippin up this work and my wrist game so excellent
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Ridin through the hood and I feel just like them presidents
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50000$ on Soulja Boy necklace
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Hoppin out the foreign whip, I¡¯m feelin like the president
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Everything I smoke, it be loud packin no
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All my niggas on the low and they comin from the go
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And this Forgi on the floor, 50k from head to toe
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I be dressed in Gucci shit, I be walkin barely keys
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Beat it like I¡¯m playin something, you can eat that red lobster
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You ain¡¯t on this fuckin loud and that mushy calamari
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And I¡¯m whippin up this work, baking soda with this work
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And I¡¯m hoppin out the work, skru skru skurr then over
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On that jet I finesse, let em flex, have the plug
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Bring them up, all the drugs, all this luck, we¡¯re unplugged
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Runnin round on the drum, we can shoot it out for fun
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Young Souljas on one
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Everybody know Soulja
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(Hook x2)
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Whippin up this work and my wrist game so excellent
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Ridin through the hood and I feel like I¡¯m the president
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Young hood nigga, with a million dollar residence
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I want them dead presidents, want them dead presidents
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(Verse)
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I want them dead presidents, I want them dead presidents
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Look up in my pocket man, ain¡¯t nothing but dead presidents
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Just that fellow Versace when I spend the dead president
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Makin rizy rocket got me feelin like the president
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Brothers pay me every week, I feel like a reverend
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I got work for cheap, nigga shout out to my Mexicans
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Catch me with a bad bitch and I bet she arrogant
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Her head game is talented, my whip game so excellent
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I can¡¯t keep a plug cuz a nigga keep finessin them
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I¡¯m smoking kush with Soulja in a million dollar residence
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I ain¡¯t talkin Nike but Ebone he got a check on it
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And if I¡¯m in the hood then he probably got a tech on him
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(Hook x2)
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I¡¯m whippin up this work and my wrist game so excellent
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Ridin through the hood and I feel like I¡¯m the president
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Young hood nigga, with a million dollar residence
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I want them dead presidents, want them dead presidents
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Dead Presidents
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Soulja Boy |