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soulja boy tell 'em - broke the rim lyrics
[intro: soulja boy]
man you know what the f-ck going on, man
nba in the trap n-gga
f-ck these n-ggas talking about, man
get the f-ck out the way and [?]
[hook: soulja boy]
mixing margiela and some mcm
standing in the trap jumping out the gym
in the kitchen whip my wrist then i swim
fifty bricks later soulja broke the rim
broke the rim, i done broke the rim
ballin’ so hard, i done broke the rim
broke the rim, broke the rim
slam dunk, alley oop, broke the rim
[verse 1: soulja boy]
soulja tell ’em going in
stand in the trap and i jump out the gym
with my wrist whip a 10
f-ck with the fish and i’m making it swim
thirty bricks in the pool
young n-gga riding around with the tool
try to ride you a fool
p-ssy n-gga you get it, what it do
all my n-ggas know they ready
tote a new choppa like i’m [?]
all of my n-ggas get deli
ak-47 my favorite weapon
f-ck with my n-ggas they shoot
22 bricks and it’s all in the roof
young soulja know imma shoot
riding around in a brand new coupe
fifty-thousand in the back way
thousand dollars on the versace ash tray
hop out the ‘rari, the fat lane
two pistols and i feel like max payne
shoot a n-gga his d-mn brain
sod gang all on my d-mn chain
n-gga knowing what it is
jump out the gym and i’m breaking the rim
[hook: soulja boy]
mixing margiela and some mcm
standing in the trap jumping out the gym
in the kitchen whip my wrist then i swim
fifty bricks later soulja broke the rim
broke the rim, i done broke the rim
ballin’ so hard, i done broke the rim
broke the rim, broke the rim
slam dunk, alley oop, broke the rim
[verse 2: soulja boy]
counting up money yeah, real street n-gga
in that motherf-cking ‘rari do the dash n-gga
hundred thousand duffel bag, everything cash n-gga
if you ain’t getting no money, you ain’t gon last n-gga
bad b-tches on me
bad b-tches want me
young trap n-gga gotta focus on the money
pull up in the lamborghini, n-ggas looking funny
when the sun hit my chain, it will blind your doney
thirty thousand on me n-gga all i do is swag
fifty thousand on the tag, put that on the tab
young rich n-gga flexing, put that on the gang
buy new ring, ear ring and new chain
gucci, burberry, fendi on my shoe strings
n-ggas too lame
n-ggas play games
i’m in that white bentley thang, in the turning lane
i’m with your main thang, and she giving brain
[hook: soulja boy]
mixing margiela and some mcm
standing in the trap jumping out the gym
in the kitchen whip my wrist then i swim
fifty bricks later soulja broke the rim
broke the rim, i done broke the rim
ballin’ so hard, i done broke the rim
broke the rim, broke the rim
slam dunk, alley oop, broke the rim
[outro: soulja boy]
moneeeeeeeeey!
yeah man, you gotta stay focused and stay loyal in this sh-t n-gga. street n-gga sh-t anything could go on n-gga…
money!
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