Soulja Boy
Текст песни Dead Presidents

Whipping up this work and my wrist game so excellent
Riding through the hood and I feel like I'm the president
Young hood nigga, with a million dollar residence
I want them dead presidents, want them dead presidents
Whipping up this work and my wrist game so excellent
Riding through the hood and I feel like I'm the president
Young hood nigga, with a million dollar residence
I want them dead presidents, want them dead presidents

Whipping up this work and my wrist game so excellent
Riding through the hood and I feel like I'm the president
50,000 dollars on Soulja Boy necklace
Hopping out the foreign whip, I'm feeling like the president
Everything I smoke it be loud packing no
All my niggas on the low and they coming from the go
And this Forgi on the floor, 50 K from head to toe
I be dressed in Gucci shit, I be walking barely keys
Beat it like I'm playing soccer, you can eat that red lobster
You ain't on this fucking loud and that mushy calamari
And I'm whipping up this work, baking soda with this work
And I'm hopping out the work, skrr skrr skurr and overt
On that jet I finesse, let 'em flex, have the plug
Bring them up, all the drugs, all this luck, we're unplugged
Running round on the drum, we can shoot it out for fun
Young Soulja's on one, everybody know where I'm from

Whipping up this work and my wrist game so excellent
Riding through the hood and I feel like I'm the president
Young hood nigga, with a million dollar residence
I want them dead presidents, want them dead presidents
Whipping up this work and my wrist game so excellent
Riding through the hood and I feel like I'm the president
Young hood nigga, with a million dollar residence
I want them dead presidents, want them dead presidents

I want them dead presidents, I want them dead presidents
Look up in my pocket, man, ain't nothing but dead presidents
Just that fellow Versace when I spend the dead president
Making rizy rocket got me feeling like the president
Brothers pay me every week, I feel like a reverend
I got work for cheap, nigga shout out to my Mexicans
Catch me with a bad bitch and I bet she arrogant
Her head game is talented, my whip game so excellent
I can't keep a plug 'cause a nigga keep finessin' them
I'm smoking kush with Soulja in a million dollar residence
I ain't talking Nike but Ebone he got a check on it
And if I'm in the hood then he probably got a tech on him

Whipping up this work and my wrist game so excellent
Riding through the hood and I feel like I'm the president
Young hood nigga, with a million dollar residence
I want them dead presidents, want them dead presidents
Whipping up this work and my wrist game so excellent
Riding through the hood and I feel like I'm the president
Young hood nigga, with a million dollar residence
I want them dead presidents, want them dead presidents