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soulja boy tell 'em - last supper كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
yeah, i wanna f-ckin feel this sh-t, y’know?
you already know, bandkids the f-cking movement
huh, huh
sauve
boom!

[verse 1: sauve]
n-ggas chose 15 seconds of fame
over the 15 seconds of reign
vvs diamonds, they shine in the rain
rollin up gas, don’t remember the strain
run up a bag, i remember the pain
take it back, every day i used to train
i was dead broke, used to rock a fake chain
now every day, we hop on a plane
did a few shows, and i ran up like 80
save that sh-t up, it’s supposed to get rainy
just got a property somewhere in [?]
momma said chopper, this gun for her safety
b-tch so bad, might give her a baby
she so happy, i hit on the daily
offer the [?], he be talking ’bout ladies
walk in the [?]

[verse 2: lil mosey]
is you outside, n-gga? (side)
have to shoot that n-gga, what time, n-gga?
and it’s all black (black)
2k, might spend it, ice so cold, feel like the winter
got two bad ho’s, f-ck her, yeah (bad, f-ck her)
shoot them with 12, i might duck her, yeah (duck her)
little handshake, then, f-ck her (f-ck her)
why you on her, like it’s her last supper? (last)
yeah, and i’m drippin’ like water
ooh, yeah, bounce back and i’ll f-ck on your thot, mmh (f-ck on your thot)
yeah, twenty shows, i don’t know where i’m at
yeah, fifty bands i’ma add to my sack

[verse 3: sauve & soulja boy & lil mosey]
y-yeah, trix are for kids
i throw the money, just for the bands
bellows, just strip a big booty babe
i hit that b-tch in the back of my crib
[?]
lil n-gga talking, he know that i made it
shoot, choppa [?]
these n-ggas talking, they know that i made it
yeah, young n-gga eat your motherf-ckin’ plate
hop in the gatti and now i’m in the race
whippin’ up dope right in your face
calling my lawyer, i’m getting a case
i’m with soulja, hop in a rover
i thought i told you, we ‘takin over
whippin up bands, [?]
smoking on dope
[?]

[verse 4: sauve & soulja boy]
bandkids, we blow like a bomb, [?]
i got some money, gave it to my mom
and she bought us a lawn
hit the lil b-tch then i p-ss the baton
i take a flight to milan
bad b-tch, she [?]
n-ggas gonna hate when they banging my song
i’m at the top, king kong
back in my high school, y’all didn’t get along
everything i do is wrong
b-tch gotta drop her lil thong
cut the dummies on me [?] prom
you know what we smokin, we smokin this strong, as if i didn’t belong
no, you don’t want smoke
big draco at your front door, we pose
make a wrong move, shoot off your nose
shot out the benz, my young n-gga kick in your door
i need some lean, pour up a four
f-ck it, f-cking your b-tch, f-cking your ho
yuh, the diamond chain rainbow
i put the rap game in the three-four

- soulja boy tell em

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