Soulja Boy - Versace Bentley lyrics

Riff Raff Soulja Versace Bently Straight Freestyle that epic sh** You see this chain and charm (Riff Raff) Rocked out hater iced out the cougar car i'm lookin a snaksta lookin like jake the snake i look like fred llama i give a f** about yo momma i greg bump her quit it quickly b**hes look specific diamonds steady twistin my left hand is glitchin matrix i play never basic do me a favor yo momma on the pagement uh yo girl smell like cinnamon i ball at bennigans sidewalk feminine everythings cement i sit behind tent rap game clark kent balling on you bent you be sittin on the bench cus i'm stayin on the hardwood i'ma come through leave my points understood keep it gravy everybody think we marcus jacob i don't give a f** cus your girlfriend is still basic yo girlfriend got traded all way at macy's when i come through i leave the whole glock stageless testin, testin, i told her smith and westin see yo cake i'm pressing for the key up on the dresser kay up off the dresser soulja boy toting toys i'ma come through and i'm milky with almond joys flossing in the bentley with my reebok aiming at yo tree top you wanna see why she's hot she's not i got yo girl doing push ups she in my bed now laying face down dress down we on the, on the other side of seven seas i bob, and weave rap game Muhhamed Ali Soulja, Soulja, Soulja (Soulja Boy) f**in round with soulja b**h thought i told ya in that yellow rover dissraspect the ocean mob or S.O.D its over man i'm so hot its like i'm from pensicola n***a dont know where thats at b**h thats somewhere down in florida tow with that kay n***as think i got armor fendi bullet proof vest got me flexin i jumped out the gym wit my young n***a from texas tote that smith and westin in a yellow lexus f** yo complection i'm aiming at any race dont make me demonstrate talk that sh** like ricky lake n***a see me in the trap that n***a dont know how to act lil dre sip that kick stand and promethazene got damn ima king got damn shes a queen got damn Chef Boyardee i cook that sh** then get it off young dre that be my name n***as wanna rip it off dont give a f** b**h it came like its magic merry christmas b**h i got 45 static got damn im 64 got damn im 45 got damn i aye he go got damn im dead or alive lil dre that be my name i ball when i go to heaven walk in the stairway with that f**in mac-11 never made a "shhhh" never gave a damn though tote that kay up on my shoulder just like im rambo see that n***a Riff Raff he got unlimited ammo see me in egypt on that muthaf**in camel never gave a f** b**h im soulja boy tell 'em and i tote that automatic that will bust yo cerubellum and i freestyle