based lyrics – soulja boy

based
(feat. young l)

triple chain gang
oh my god
triple chain gang
oh my god
triple chain gang
oh my god
godd*mn
godd*mn man
i got my swag from japan now
jean claude van damme
up in that n*gg*r
die hard
trans-am
really n*gg*r
money like a trans-am
i ain’t tripping
flow god giving
ground shifting
i think that i’m that n*gg*r
an you think that you that n*gg*r
do you look off in the mirror?
and you just looking so slizzered
oh f*ck them
i don’t get so hard
f*ck man
out of swaged all day
f*ck them
i can’t wait that ball fade
i been getting active
… like i’m parlaying
d*mn that n*gg*r french
he thinking
from your upper some other sh*t
oh my god
just take a f*cking guess
i quarter here man
looking at witness
i’m right window’s tinted
mind your f*cking business
diving in the ocean
like i’m f*cking that leper swimmer
n*gg*r you no contender
do you not remember?
one mill
i stuck
just like the winter
twenty twelve i splashed up
all my tvs plasma
ready for the action
many she’s a tragedy
address me as your majesty
this sh*t right here’s a masterpiece
i f*ck off with young …
that’s bro, that’s family
and we do this annually
told that k up omg
n*gg*r know that it’s complete
n*gg*r talk sh*t you capisci
on the poster with the automatic
talk sh*t and i’ll let him have it
n*gg*r know i’m bussing
disrespect pinked off
and there’s going to be repercussions
soulja tell them in public
i’m standing on the couch yes
go swag daddy
if i change fire rings
i made the hood happy
n*gg*rs mad at me
it don’t make no sense
cause i came with the forty clip
on my f*cking hip
and i still represent
b*tch i’ll make you take a swim
yeah i’m al pacino
hang you f*cking body
over that building
n*gg*r i mean no
cut that f*cking shush
n*gg*r up in that slip
i got that thing
but i repeat
little dre, that be my name
and my n*gg*rs blast for me
disrespecting black jesus
and that sh*t is blasphemy
got my n*gg*r if
right shy gunning
that bentley coop
word around town
paid off
and n*gg*rs got the juice
young legend n*gg*rs young
the ocean got we splashing many
man this sh*t is just like magic
and my swag is all fantastic
you n*gg*rs think it’s tragic
but i’m balling and you know
got a million on the low
and i would never sell my soul
see sold out the cut signs
all across the globe
pinked off and on their hoe
dumb old mario on that hoe
b*ss

/ soulja boy lyrics