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Ayy, ayy You already know, man Ayy, ayy, Draco The first rapper doing this shit Yeah, ayy, ayy, yeah Yeah (Draco), yeah Soulja season, Soulja season Soulja season, Soulja season Soulja season, nigga, I ain't tryna fuckin' talk Tryna count this motherfuckin' guap Black card, black rims, black bitch, I'm really rich Nigga play with gang, all my [?] boy about to [?] White hoes livin' like the president Get rich, bitch, I think I'm 50 Cent Slide on 'em, ride on 'em, bitch, we outside on 'em Soulja season, beef with niggas, nigga, ain't no Peach Streeting Ran out some M's, I broke my wrist, I think they mad at me Two chains on my neck, I'm the swag daddy White wrist, white bitch, back up in drip, king Flippin' on my wrist, nigga leanin' like a kickstand Take the jet to Brazil, then I'm out in [?] Back to West Atlanta, 'bout to make the door slam Soulja season, Soulja season Letras de cancionesSoulja season, Soulja season Soulja season, nigga, I ain't tryna fuckin' talk Tryna count this motherfuckin' guap Bad Puerto Rican, that's my baby mama Uh, hundreds of shots for any opponent Soulja season, nigga, y'all niggas don't want it Sold out my show, I won a hundred for it Pour it up, stand on 'em, Lamb' truck, Rolls truck Yellow wrist, Cartier wrist, that went frozed up Took a nigga bitch, she didn't choke up AK-47 hit your nose up Damn, Draco, I didn't [?] up Ran out my M's, nigga, I'm poured up Westside's on one, but I told up Sippin' on lean 'til I throw up Soulja season, Soulja season Soulja season, Soulja season Soulja season, nigga, I ain't tryna fuckin' talk Tryna count this motherfuckin' guap Damn, uh Uh From Letras Mania