"Soulja Slim" lyrics

I feel like Soulja Slim out of the Nolia (Nolia)
Twenty-four shots, we gon' post up like Kobe (Kobe)
Twenty-four thots, we gon' fuck on these hoes (Hoes, hoes), yeah
Got a lot of demons, bitch, it's no problemo (Problemo)
Bitch, these sticks long, I think we need a limo (A limo)

I'ma lie on his ass from a fake page (Fake page)
Set his ass up, this a snake pit (Snake pit)
It's a cold world, bitch, ice age (Ice age)
You can't think with your dick, that is not safe (Not safe)
Who surviving longer? Bitch, I know how to play (Know how to play)
Yeah, draw on a nigga, bitch, I know how to trace (Know how to trace), yeah (Yeah)
I'ma get him regardless, I don't gotta know where he stay
If they deep, we gon' air out the parade (Ayy)
I'm guessin' they move, a nigga play charades, ayy (Ayy)
Turn they watermelon to purée, ayy (Purée)
I just got in new juice, need more actavis
Keep my name out your dick-suckers
I don't talk a lot, why your bitch love me
I get in my bag, get big lucky
She gon' do what I say like a real puppy (Real puppy)
Drop the top on the coupe, bitch, I'm real clumsy (Real clumsy)

I feel like Soulja Slim out of the Nolia (Nolia)
Twenty-four shots, we gon' post up like Kobe (Kobe)
Twenty-four thots, we gon' fuck on these hoes (Hoes, hoes), yeah
Got a lot of demons, bitch, it's no problemo (Problemo)
Bitch, these sticks long, I think we need a limo (A limo)

I got the pipe by the pipe, if a nigga get piped, we gon' see if he aight (See if he aight)
If I put cheese on my fries, I put cheese on your guys just to see if they bite (See if they bite)
These niggas'll never be real, they a crew full of dykes, they don't know what it's like (Know what it's like)
And if they took away guns, these niggas wouldn't fight (Yeah)
They'd go grab a knife (Grab a knife, yeah)
I don't play 'bout my rounds, I'ma let off some rounds for my rounds (Buh, buh, buh)
If a nigga talk crazy, he pay for them sounds
Like a lockdown defender, we gon' shut him down (We gon' shut him down)
I can't freeze up or my life gone (Life gone, yeah)
Keep that fire 'round when the ice on (Ice on, yeah)

I feel like Soulja Slim out of the Nolia (Nolia)
Twenty-four shots, we gon' post up like Kobe (Kobe)
Twenty-four thots, we gon' fuck on these hoes (Hoes, hoes), yeah
Got a lot of demons, bitch, it's no problemo (Problemo)
Bitch, these sticks long, I think we need a limo (A limo)