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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bow Wow
Bow Wow
Performer
Soulja Boy Tell 'Em
Soulja Boy Tell 'Em
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
DeAndre Way
DeAndre Way
Lyrics
S. Moss
S. Moss
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Soulja Boy Tell 'Em
Soulja Boy Tell 'Em
Producer
Kevin "K.D." Davis
Kevin "K.D." Davis
Mixing Engineer
Dave Kutch
Dave Kutch
Mastering Engineer
Mac Woodward
Mac Woodward
Recording Engineer
Alonzo Vargas
Alonzo Vargas
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Soulja boy tell em' And da boy bow wow in da building My swag to official man Ay soulja my swag to Yall can't catch up Ay yo bow let em' know How you lookin though (oww!) New G-shock (check) Yellow lamborgini (Bow) BBC shirt wittab fresh pair of jeans (Wow) Black card spendin when I Hit da mall (studin) You can't catch me I'm so ahead of yall Marco Polo Took my card to da mall and I blacked out (ay) Now my closet full of j's like a crack house Ceilin so high you would think It was Shaq's house Whip so big that it beep When I back out like (Beep) (Beep) ay yo tell that homie move It's Bow Weezy Mr. Get em' wetter than a pool I step up in a room Bounce my ice where my chain be All the fans be screamin like dey angry Some call me cocky but how could ya blame me And all da hoes like me Because my money lanky (Yeahhhhh!) and I'm still da first to rock (Yeahhhhh!) first to put ice in a G-shock New G-shock (check) Yellow lamborgini (bow) BBC shirt witta fresh pair of jeans (wow) Black card spendin when I Hit the mall (studin) You can't catch me I'm so ahead of yall Marco Polo Never been fake cause all the girls Love official S.O.D cause Girls love initials I'm on another level I'm in my zone Black car white rims can dey both get along This is not the Matrix but I am the oricle Do you wanna get wit me the Question is rhetorical Say the sam lines but the fans Arent bored of me, $7500 if You want to order Hold on let me chang my swag My flow board band yall boys dtill last My whole click straight Yall whole click fags Last night ya girl forhead was on my abs Gucci Bandana (check) Louie V. leather (check) Keep on lookin there's noone better Airforce ones, mix with the new j's You can't catch me I'm to far away Marco Polo Man I make the girls go crazy Dey wanna be my lady How many can I fit I'm my Two seatter Mercedes Lime-green Lambo no roof that's a droptop Dey hatin cuz dey grilfriends on my jock I let her lick da rapper Let her lick da acto The next Will Smith, and I be Ballin like the Raptors If you don't want no drama in the club Then don't act up How can I run out My money longer than a tour bus Ay new (what) G-shock (check) Yellow Lamborgini (what) (Bow) BBC shirt (what) witta fresh (do yo dance) Pair of jeans (Wow) Black card spendin when I Hit da mall (stutin) You can't catch me I'm so ahead of yall Marco Polo Ay hit me on my celluar now (ay) Call me on my celluar now Ay call me on my celluar now Bow Wow I say call me on my celluar now Soulja Boy & Bow Wow
Writer(s): Shad Gregory Moss, Tadik Coleman, Charleston Davis, Deandre Ramone Way Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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