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Da Wild Boyz - "Drop That Soulja Rag"
Lyrics to Drop That Soulja Rag : Juvenile!!! Step away from the Hummer!!! Lay down youre solja rag!!! I repeat! Lay down youre solja rag!!! You are not a soldier!!! Im bout that paper, Im on top handlin business You wanted beef, bitch you aint hurt I was ignorant You round here stuntin, you runnin off at the mouth Jumpin off some business, that you aint know nothin about This shit is serious, you hear these lyrics that Im spittin You see me comin, Im get that k lets be gittin Fire spittin, guts and brains I be hittin aint back for hire, look I retire, we hittin you spendin time, boy you done put it on my mind everytime you show, look you wont be hard to find I gotta do you, tell them dope heads that I knew ya Wild Boyz got you through and we gonna come do ya [Chorus] You aint no solja boy (Baby let me get the keys to the rover truck!) put down that solja rag put down that solja rag (look he aint nothin but a pussy let him come get the fuck) put down that solja rag You aint no solja boy put down that solja rag (you aint in no kali-o boy put down the shit that he talk) put down that solja rag put down that solja rag (If I see you in the streets....) You aint no solja boy (Baby let me get the keys to the rover truck!) put down that solja rag put down that solja rag (he aint nothin but a pussy let him come get the fuck) put down that solja rag You aint no solja boy (You aint in the melphanine laughin at the shit that he talk) put down that solja rag drop that solja rag (If I catch you in the streets....) drop that solja rag Now whats happenin with you, you dissin a nigga too ya tired of livin, you want ya life to be through you gettin played by ya company, they have ya out there you think wild boyz got headaches bitch you think we really care (ya understand) you got beef with one of us did we do you anything (ya understand) do you feel like a queen when you listenin to the king (ya understand) is that ya really ya style of rap when you rap do ya brag (ya understand) did you used to roll with Jimmy do that make you a fag (ya understand) ya hatin Sporty T, Wild Boyz Remixin the tracks aint it cold how I rap, knockin Juve off the map' Still gonna wet the Lexus Monday Soak the Legend Tuesday Flip the Benz Wendesday With a K, fuck a uzi Ya done hooked up with Baby, ya lettin ya titties hang do the crowds call ya juve, jimmy call for ya his thang' (ya understand) Ya got the projects backin, while cash moneys mackin this your style of rap Im jackin, got wild boyz mackin (ya understand) [Chorus] You aint no solja boy (Baby let me get the keys to the rover truck!) put down that solja rag put down that solja rag (look he aint nothin but a pussy let him come get the fuck) put down that solja rag You aint no solja boy put down that solja rag (you aint in no St. Thomas boy put down the shit that he talk) put down that solja rag put down that solja rag (If I see you in the streets....) You aint no solja boy (Baby let me get the keys to the rover truck!) put down that solja rag put down that solja rag (he aint nothin but a pussy let him come get the fuck) put down that solja rag You aint no solja boy (You aint in the Magnolia laughin at the shit that he talk) put down that solja rag drop that solja rag (If I catch you in the streets....) drop that solja rag Can ya handle ya business, can you open up ya own (ya understand) boy ya head come up missin, when ya leave ya label lone (ya understand) are you listenin to the words, that real soljas speak (ya understand) do you get paid for them concerts, you do every week (ya understand) do ya manager get half, and you five percent (ya understand) did baby take his money back, on that fifty that he spent (ya understand) is that really ya all hummer, you used to be a bummer (ya understand) that nigga cut you down, when you tried to make a come up (ya understand) boy have you ever ride, open nothin but jive (ya understand) never wore Gucci, but swearin you was shive (ya understand) do ya drive ya own car, do baby pick ya up (ya understand) when baby dont come and get ya, you be mad as fuck' (ya understand) [Chorus] You aint no solja boy (Baby let me get the keys to the rover truck!) put down that solja rag put down that solja rag (look he aint nothin but a pussy let him come get the fuck) put down that solja rag You aint no solja boy put down that solja rag (you aint in no downtown boy put down the shit that he talk) put down that solja rag put down that solja rag (If I see you in the streets....) You aint no solja boy (Baby let me get the keys to the rover truck!) put down that solja rag put down that solja rag (he aint nothin but a pussy let him come get the fuck) put down that solja rag You aint no solja boy (You aint in the westbank laughin at the shit that he talk) put down that solja rag drop that solja rag (If I catch you in the streets....) drop that solja rag [ Drop That Soulja Rag Lyrics ]
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