Soulja Boy - Yea Yea lyrics

[Intro:] Aye These b**h a** n***as callin my phone n***a I'm getting money n***a Yea, that's right Rich Gang, money & swag That's right, that's right That's right That's right, that's right Uh uh uh uh Soulja Soulja Soulja [Verse 1:] p**y a** n***a, want beef with SB? Pull up to yo block, 30 clips – RIP (Drip) Rich Gang Soulja Boy, dance, I be high Middle finger to the sky, I could never tell a lie Oh God, wake up in the morning and I'm high from the last day Ridin through my hood, kush blunts in the ashtray Soulja Boy tell em boy Getting paged all the time I get paid just to rhyme, I got money on my mind When I close my eyes all I see is $ signs I'm a rich a** n***a but I'm gon get mine If a n***a diss me then I'm gon diss him back If a n***a shoot at me I'm a k** that b**h I be flexin so hard I'm a k** this sh** Soulja got the juice, you can't feel this sh** Real a** n***a got Gucci on my face I would never give a f** cause I stay catch a case Ridin through the hood, I feel like I'm on probation SBZ, I should go play for the Lakers Word around town, Soulja Boy don't drink no chasers b**h I drink it straight, all about my cake n***a real as hell cause these other n***as fake (let's go) Disrespect Dre – I'll put yo body in the lake Ridin through the hood and I'm sittin on 28's (Soulja) Cake cake cake, I want that cake cake cake (yea yea) [Hook:] Word around town Soulja Boy keep a 30 Flexin through the hood, ridin on Kobe Bryant's jersey (yea yea) Ya'll n***a don't want no beef (yea yea) Ya'll n***a don't want no beef (hah) Soulja Boy tell em, n***a keep a 30 I be ridin through the hood on Kobe Bryant's jersey (yea yea) Ya'll n***a don't want no beef (yea yea) Ya'll n***a don't want no beef (hah) [Verse 2:] Boy I swear to God I got a AK-47 (drip) Shoot you in yo face, send yo f**in soul to heaven (drip) Flexin through the hood, whip out 30 mack11's Call my pyrule n***as, on bloods we gon get em Flexin through my hood and you know I got the recipe Soulja Boy tell em, b**h my earrings cost a quarter key SBZ, I'm in the kicthen, I ain't cookin bricks Water whip the Bentley and my sh** sittin on 26 Ice k**, codeine, lean, I'm flexin, you see me n***a Break the bake with 50K, Soulja Boy I make a movie Goddamn, why you pull up with mo clips in that uzzi n***a try to sue me cause I'm flexin n***a gloomy I just get so much money, n***a think they talk to Dre I be flexin so many n***as, every day I get cake I got a million dollars n***a, I'll put it in yo face Swear to God on my soul, I know these p**y n***as fake (let's go) [Hook:] Word around town Soulja Boy keep a 30 Ridin through the hood, on Kobe Bryant's jersey (yea yea) Ya'll n***a don't want no beef (yea yea) Ya'll n***a don't want no beef (yea) Soulja Boy tell em, n***a keep a 30 Ridin through the hood on Kobe Bryant's jersey (yea yea) Ya'll n***a don't want no beef (yea yea) Ya'll n***a don't want no beef [Outro:] Soulja