NEW MUSIC AND VIDEO KLIP 2011

[Soulja Boy]
My flow sicker, your dough thick, well my dough thicker
you talk sh-t I will kick your door n-gga
I call my goons, my brand new chopper is coming soon

[50 cent]
AK47 got them dialing 9-11
I pull that trigger, you f-ck with my lil n-gga
I come through get ya, hop out them hollow’s hit ya
keep thinking it’s a game, n-gga’s aint playing

[Soulja Boy]
Soulja Boy I’ll bust your brain
a n-gga talking all that sh-t
y’all n-ggas cannot represent
f-cking with the youngest killer, youngest gorilla n-gga
split ya I deal with ya

[50 cent]
Knife sticker, ice picker, run for ya life n-gga
I won’t tell ya twice
b-tch go run do the dougie, all the gangsta’s they love me
these hoes they be all on me
they can’t help that they want me
they want me back

[Soulja Boy]
Im on another level, b-tch you heard me say that do you
SOD I never mentioned you cause you not worthy

[50 cent]
Yeah, we royalty dont talk to me
b-tch you not worthy

[Soulja Boy - Chorus]
mean mug, n-gga you gon mug who?
rob me? n-gga we gon rob you
choppers on me, n-ggas we don’t give a f-ck
I’m in the club, n-gga f-ck your mean mugs
f-ck your mean mugs
n-gga f-ck your mean mug
f-ck your mean mug
n-gga f-ck your mean mug
f-ck your mean mug
n-gga f-ck your mean mug
f-ck your mean mug
n-gga f-ck your mean mug

[50 cent]
When I’m trippin’ Im twisted, I slap my clip in
when I flip, hoe duck down when I start gettin’
I’m iced out, b-tch my neck and my ears drippin’
I lost count all this paper I be gettin’

[Soulja Boy]
any f-cking game n-gga pass me the ball
and watch a n-gga ball, I’m Gucci to the draws
I’m money over all, I don’t really give a f-ck
tatted on my neck and throat and them girls lick me up

[50 cent]
Lick me up til I pop shawty swallow evry drop
from the balls to the top
she must do this sh-t a lot
she’s a freak she’s a pro
got that paper it’s a go
bring the Kush, bring the dro
she might bless ya on the low

[Soulja Boy]
Man, Thats why I pick you up off the ground
if you make a f-cking sound
disrespect my f-cking crew
b-tch is you f-cking clown
get the f-ck back n-gga
we up in the club
high as f-ck, talk sh-t and you gon get dropped

[Chorus]

[Outro]
Yeah, misery loves company n-gga
I send you to see your dead muthaf-cking homies

[Soulja Boy]
My flow sicker, your dough thick, well my dough thicker
you talk sh-t I will kick your door n-gga
I call my goons, my brand new chopper is coming soon

[50 cent]
AK47 got them dialing 9-11
I pull that trigger, you f-ck with my lil n-gga
I come through get ya, hop out them hollow’s hit ya
keep thinking it’s a game, n-gga’s aint playing

[Soulja Boy]
Soulja Boy I’ll bust your brain
a n-gga talking all that sh-t
y’all n-ggas cannot represent
f-cking with the youngest killer, youngest gorilla n-gga
split ya I deal with ya

[50 cent]
Knife sticker, ice picker, run for ya life n-gga
I won’t tell ya twice
b-tch go run do the dougie, all the gangsta’s they love me
these hoes they be all on me
they can’t help that they want me
they want me back

[Soulja Boy]
Im on another level, b-tch you heard me say that do you
SOD I never mentioned you cause you not worthy

[50 cent]
Yeah, we royalty dont talk to me
b-tch you not worthy

[Soulja Boy - Chorus]
mean mug, n-gga you gon mug who?
rob me? n-gga we gon rob you
choppers on me, n-ggas we don’t give a f-ck
I’m in the club, n-gga f-ck your mean mugs
f-ck your mean mugs
n-gga f-ck your mean mug
f-ck your mean mug
n-gga f-ck your mean mug
f-ck your mean mug
n-gga f-ck your mean mug
f-ck your mean mug
n-gga f-ck your mean mug

[50 cent]
When I’m trippin’ Im twisted, I slap my clip in
when I flip, hoe duck down when I start gettin’
I’m iced out, b-tch my neck and my ears drippin’
I lost count all this paper I be gettin’

[Soulja Boy]
any f-cking game n-gga pass me the ball
and watch a n-gga ball, I’m Gucci to the draws
I’m money over all, I don’t really give a f-ck
tatted on my neck and throat and them girls lick me up

[50 cent]
Lick me up til I pop shawty swallow evry drop
from the balls to the top
she must do this sh-t a lot
she’s a freak she’s a pro
got that paper it’s a go
bring the Kush, bring the dro
she might bless ya on the low

[Soulja Boy]
Man, Thats why I pick you up off the ground
if you make a f-cking sound
disrespect my f-cking crew
b-tch is you f-cking clown
get the f-ck back n-gga
we up in the club
high as f-ck, talk sh-t and you gon get dropped

[Chorus]

[Outro]
Yeah, misery loves company n-gga
I send you to see your dead muthaf-cking homies

Flow So Dumb Lyrics by Soulja Boy @ monsterlyrics.blogspot.com

Soulja Boy
My life feel like I'm starin in a soap opera
Niggaz say beezy dats a dope watch bruh
Sunday night count creek red lobster
Soulja boy tellem
Flo fantastic my money bounce call it cash elastic
A monster, a beast, a creature, a vulture
I need more weed speed up da agriculture
I am da insulter before we make dis deal let me consult consultor
Uuummm listen to da drum go bum
Most of rappers spit bubble gum yum
My watch dumb wat have I become
Become I am da reason
Dis a test not da real song it looks good but feel so wrong
Da paparazzo caught me takin a shit
Got damn paparazzo how'd u get that pic
I heard u couldn't go verse for verse with a real spitter
And I heard he couldn't cut a check for the real dealer
I'm like a nerd a genius tell ya girlfriend to get off my penis
Aah sooulja boy tell em extrodinair
I'm in da kush smoke and blow airy everywhere
Damn
Now dis how it is
I'm so fly I can take a shit
And it will mel like chocolate
I'm soulja boy tellem can I drop a hit
http://monsterlyrics.blogspot.com/2010/09/soulja-boy-flow-so-dumb-lyrics.html
Fuck dat put my cd on da shelf
I'm so fly I be hatin on myself
I'm like fuck soulja boy dat nigga is lame
But damn dat nigga got so much fuckin game
Can I get some I don't think so
Soulja boy tell em
Chevy same color smoke
Got damn can I get it on my tippy toes
Can she give me head on her tippy toes
Ha ha I'm fool with it ok ok
Soulja boy tellem wat I say wrong
My album went platinum but I linked every song
Fuck dat I'm alergic to u haters
I'm in my zone I'm hot like da elivator
I step out da whip and hoes are starrin
But me and my click I'm really not carin
I don't give a fuck let's play truth or dare
And I will play put my dick in your ear
So u can fuck wat ya heard I strike another verb
And everytime I spit I speak a lot of words
Soulja boy tell em flow sound absurd
Fuck dat shit put my dick in ya ear
Ok ok
Man soulja boy spit da verse then took the beat off
I told ya bitch to shut the fuck and be off
I told ya main girl ride my dick till it fall off
Nah I told her ride till it go soft
When I give it tell her put it in her mouth I'm
Soulja boy tell em teen of tha south

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Mean Mug Lyrics by 50 Cent feat. Soulja Boy @ monsterlyrics.blogspot.com

[Soulja Boy]
My flow sicker, your dough thick, well my dough thicker
you talk sh-t I will kick your door n-gga
I call my goons, my brand new chopper is coming soon

[50 cent]
AK47 got them dialing 9-11
I pull that trigger, you f-ck with my lil n-gga
I come through get ya, hop out them hollow’s hit ya
keep thinking it’s a game, n-gga’s aint playing

[Soulja Boy]
Soulja Boy I’ll bust your brain
a n-gga talking all that sh-t
y’all n-ggas cannot represent
f-cking with the youngest killer, youngest gorilla n-gga
split ya I deal with ya

[50 cent]
Knife sticker, ice picker, run for ya life n-gga
I won’t tell ya twice
b-tch go run do the dougie, all the gangsta’s they love me
these hoes they be all on me
they can’t help that they want me
they want me back

[Soulja Boy]
Im on another level, b-tch you heard me say that do you
SOD I never mentioned you cause you not worthy

[50 cent]
Yeah, we royalty dont talk to me
b-tch you not worthy

[Soulja Boy - Chorus]
mean mug, n-gga you gon mug who?
rob me? n-gga we gon rob you
choppers on me, n-ggas we don’t give a f-ck
I’m in the club, n-gga f-ck your mean mugs
f-ck your mean mugs
n-gga f-ck your mean mug
f-ck your mean mug
n-gga f-ck your mean mug
f-ck your mean mug
n-gga f-ck your mean mug
f-ck your mean mug
n-gga f-ck your mean mug
http://monsterlyrics.blogspot.com/2010/09/50-cent-feat-soulja-boy-mean-mug-lyrics.html

[50 cent]
When I’m trippin’ Im twisted, I slap my clip in
when I flip, hoe duck down when I start gettin’
I’m iced out, b-tch my neck and my ears drippin’
I lost count all this paper I be gettin’

[Soulja Boy]
any f-cking game n-gga pass me the ball
and watch a n-gga ball, I’m Gucci to the draws
I’m money over all, I don’t really give a f-ck
tatted on my neck and throat and them girls lick me up

[50 cent]
Lick me up til I pop shawty swallow evry drop
from the balls to the top
she must do this sh-t a lot
she’s a freak she’s a pro
got that paper it’s a go
bring the Kush, bring the dro
she might bless ya on the low

[Soulja Boy]
Man, Thats why I pick you up off the ground
if you make a f-cking sound
disrespect my f-cking crew
b-tch is you f-cking clown
get the f-ck back n-gga
we up in the club
high as f-ck, talk sh-t and you gon get dropped

[Chorus]

[Outro]
Yeah, misery loves company n-gga
I send you to see your dead muthaf-cking homies

Image may be subject to copyright.