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(Feat. Soulja Boy) Trick! Soulja Boy Tell 'Em Yeah, and your boy Bow Wow in the building Ha, my swag too official, man Hey Soulja, my swag too, man Yall can't catch up Hey yo Bow, let 'em know how you looking 'em Ow! New G-Shot (check) Yellow lamborghini (bow) BBC shirt with a fresh pair of jeans (wow) Black card spending when I hit the mall (stuntin') You can't catch me, I'm so ahead of yall Marco polo [Bow Wow] Took my card to the mall and I blacked out Now my cars they full of J's like a crack house Sellin' so high you would think it was shack house Whipped so big did a beep when I backed out like beep, beep Hey yo, tell that to the movies Bow Weezy, Mr. Get 'Em Wetter Than a pool I step up in the room, break the ice where my chain be Letras de cancionesAll the bad bitches, they screamin' like they angry Some call me cocky, but how could you blame me? There's not a n***** like me, because my money lanky, yeahh And I'm still the first to rock it, yeahh First to put ice in a G-Shock and she like my New G-Shot (check) Yellow lamborghini (bow) BBC shirt with a fresh pair of jeans (wow) Black card spending when I hit the mall (stuntin') You can't catch me, I'm too ahead of yall Marco polo [Soulja Boy Tell 'Em] Never been fake 'cause all the girls love offical S.O.D. 'cause girls love initials I'm on another level, I'm in my zone Black car, white rims, can they both get along? This is not the matrix, but I am the oracle Do you wanna get with me? The question is rhetorical Say the same lines but the fans aren't bored of me 75 thousand dollars if you want to order me Hold on, lemme change my swag My flow Broadband, ya boy's still Lad My whole click straight, yall whole click fags Last night, your girl's forehead was on my abs Gucci bandana (check) Louis V leather (check) Keep on looking, there's no one better (ay) Air for ones, mixed with the new J's (check) You can't catch me, I'm too far away Marco polo [Bow Wow] Bow makes the girls go crazy They wanna be my lady How many can I fit in my 2-seater Mercedes? Lime green lambo, no roof that's a drop top They hatin' 'cause their girlfriends on my jock I let her lick the rapper, let her lick the after The next Will Smith, I'll be ballin' like the rafters If you don't want no drama in the club then don't act up How can I run out? My money longer than a tour bus New G-Shot (check) Yellow lamborghini (bow) BBC shirt with a fresh pair of jeans (wow) Black card spending when I hit the mall (stuntin') You can't catch me, I'm so ahead of yall Marco polo (Thanks to Yvon for these lyrics) From Letras Mania