Soulja Boy- Tear it up (Skate Boy)

Blast gang in this mother fucker!
Money, Power,
You already know!
Tell my fans that the wait is over
blast gang, bitch we're taking over!
... little Dre...aka Soulja
So much money in my pockets, bitch I thought i told ya! (blast)
Now blast gang on beast mode
Right pockets c notes
Got a lock from the West to tha East coast
Swisher Sweet and the Kush, that's how we smoke
I hit the mall spent the G today
Cashed out like I aint need the cake
Niggas talkin like beezy fake
Trying to count my pockets like what beezy ate
Its not a question im strapped mane
15 when I dove in the rap game
2 straps cocked back like max payne
Niggas ask me whats the word, bitch its blast gang

Chorus:
Gone tear it up, yea boy gone tear it up
Yea boy gone tear it up, gone tear it up
Yea boy gone tear it up, Yea boy gone tear it up
Bitch we gonna tear it up, Yea boy we gone tear it up
Yea boy we gonna tear it up, Yea we gone tear it up
Yea boy we gonna tear it up, Yea boy we gone tear it up

My snap back on some custom shit
these other niggaz on some busta shit,
I swear broke nigga make me sick, Thats why niggas so arrogant
And they couldn't find the residence, got a young nigga feelin like the president
Every time i drop them niggas copy me, I swear to God them niggas watchin me
I aint a door so why they knockin me, On every thing i love there aint no stopin me
Yeah blast gang gettin payed still
i might chill blowin L here with young L
Forgiato spin like wind mills, my record label spend about 10 mill.
When the smoke clears the young nigga still here, blast gang in yo damn ear

Chorus:
Gone tear it up, yea boy gone tear it up
Yea boy gone tear it up, gone tear it up
Yea boy gone tear it up, Yea boy gone tear it up
Bitch we gonna tear it up, Yea boy we gone tear it up
Yea boy we gonna tear it up, Yea we gone tear it up
Yea boy we gonna tear it up, Yea boy we gone tear it up

I hear em talkin soulja young flashin it, but keep yo mouth closed if you talkin digits
Comfortable vehicles Bitch just to match my figures and blast gang still blastin niggas
280 thats how fast the new Audi go, Red and Blue dimonds like Mario
Homie bitch chose I aint want the hoe, The world is mine bitch i walk the globe
Haters access get denied, On the red carpet no qoute required
rappers make me laugh lookin hella tired,
then this mornin i got hella fried, send a prayer and i got back to the dolla signs
I got hella thoughts in my mind like 40 million that i cant touch,
any place any time nigga and What!

Chorus:
Gone tear it up, yea boy gone tear it up
Yea boy gone tear it up, gone tear it up
Yea boy gone tear it up, Yea boy gone tear it up
Bitch we gonna tear it up, Yea boy we gone tear it up
Yea boy we gonna tear it up, Yea we gone tear it up
Yea boy we gonna tear it up, Yea boy we gone tear it up
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Made from the independent album Skate Boy
SW@GG

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• Tear
• It
• up
• Skate
• Swagg
• Haters
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• Rap
• Gang
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• Blast
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