Soulja Boy – Bling Blaow Lyrics

She wanna f*ck with the gang 'cause we on, ay
Yeah (Jabronionthebeat!)

I'm the king in my city, say it loud (say it loud)
I got diamonds dancing on me, bling blaow (bling blaow)
If they don't know my name, bet they know it now (they know it now)
I'm that nigga in my city, say it loud
Bling blaow, diamonds on me, bling blaow
Bling blaow, diamonds on me, sing now (bling blaow)
Bling blaow, hunnid on a piece, wow (bling blaow)
Bling blaow, diamonds on me, sing now (bling blaow)

I just keep rollin' the celly, yeah
I used to stay at the deli, whoa
I just pulled up in a Bentley
I know these niggas ain't Betty
Too much drippin', I be drippin' when I walk around
I got bitches tryna f*ck me, yeah, they want me now
They was laughing at a nigga, I was dead broke
Now I got money, I can take your bitch like, "Let's go"
I just pulled up to the party, uh
All of these bitches, they want me, yeah
But I do not want 'em, don't call me, no
I do not want 'em, don't call me, no
She wanna f*ck at the motel
I got a Benz and a truck
Rollie on me, bustdown
Diamonds on me, bling blaow
40 on me, right now
Shorty on me, right now
Drippin' on 'em, don't drown
Drippin' on 'em, don't drown

Free bound, caught her off the rebound, ay
Free pounds, nigga, I got the free pounds, ay
I'm a gang nigga, I go three rounds, ay
Why you hating, nigga, what's your beef 'bout? Ay
Rock 'em, hang down to the Trues, baby, ay
I'ma winner, I don't usually lose, baby, ay
Big bands, pocket full of blues, baby, ay
Smokin' opp pack when I cruise, baby, ay
Diamonds on me, you can see the jewels, baby, ay
Run up on me, he gon' make the news, baby, ay
Uh, 40 on me with the beam, baby, ay (yeahh)
Pockets full of green, I love cream, baby (yeahh)

I said tell me what you got
Niggas still smoke cookie, I got hustle in my plug
Running with the mob, I'm with Wap, like what you want?
Like bling blaow, pull up foreign, she like, "Wow"
Runnin' bricks on mean mile, shorty love my steam, now
Rolling in the hood, I give these packs out
I don't f*ck with these niggas, yeah, these nigga mask out
I'ma pull up, skrrt, skrrt, yeah, that bitch a NASCAR
Yeah it's Heph, pulled up Skinny and we got our bands up
I'm in L.A. In a mansion flexin', they can't stand us
I'm with PHresher, got our checks up in a foreign car
I'm in L.A., she got ass, that's a porn star
She wanna f*ck with the gang 'cause we born stars (yeah)

Ay, she wanna f*ck with the gang 'cause we on, ay
I pull up, drop-top, two-tone, ay
Young nigga got rich off his cellphone
Ay, turn a trap-house into a trap-home
Ay, I hit the block with a snubnosed
.223, hollow tip, leave a f*ck nigga gone
I'm the king sitting on the throne
Ay, first chin I had was a blow

My bitch bad and boujee, it ain't no better coochie
Balenciaga, Gucci, Fendi bag or Louis
She got designer drippin', don't need no compliments
And ain't no finer bitch, they like, "Where you find your bitch?"
'Cause every time she come around my city, bling bling
Pinkie ring wet, around fifty, bling bling
Ass dumb titties and them thighs, bling bling
Drop two hundred on a ride, bling bling
Don't worry about me, nigga, do you
She wanna f*ck me and the crew too
I go nuts, I'm talkin' coo-coo
F*ck your bitch, put her on YouTube (YouTube)