Released: October 31, 2009
Featuring: Drake
Songwriter: Soulja Boy Drake
[Chorus: Soulja Boy]
Cash Money, fast money
Everyday I'm paper chasing
Trying to get the dollars
Gucci Louie, Dolce Gabbana
Yes its Young money
We're SOD Money Gang
SOD money gang
It's time to play ball
Play ball, play ball
Play ball, play ball
Play ball, play ball
[Verse 1: Drake]
Take yourself a picture when I'm standing at the mound, and I swear its going down
I'm just repping for my town
Off a cup of cj gibson, man I'm faded off to Brown
I'm easily influenced by the niggas Im around
See that aston martin when i start it hear the sound
I ain't never graduated ain't got no cap and gown
But the girls in my class who were smart enough to pass, be at all my fucking parties, grabbing money off the ground,Yeah
All haill mr lyrical
What you got a feeling for?
I can show you new things, how you feeling spiritual?
Pastor Kerney Thomas to these hoes... miwacles!
Yeah ok they say that I'm the one, in fact
They say that i'm they favourite
But i ain't hearing none of that
I'm all about my team hoe, young money running back
Cash money superstar, where the fuck is stunna at?
Damn
[Verse 2: Soulja Boy]
I just got a new deal,I ain't talking pickle
I'm outside the cell,while you boys just sickle
Soulja boy superman,the hip hop hero
She sucking all over my body, call her mosquito
The cheese is all on me, just like a dorrito
Disrespect and you'll get shot like a free throw
I go hard, never ever go soft, always swag on, never ever swag off
Greatest rapper of the century, got more bars than a fucking penitentiary
Ever since elementary
Blueberry kush, I call it fruit roll up
And when I wake up I be baking like soda, my pockets fat like my jeans made by Oprah
In your house on your sisters wall is my poster, fucking models, doing shows just like I supposed ta
My lifestyle extravagant, attitude arrogant
[Chorus: Soulja Boy]
Cash Money, fast money
Everyday I'm paper chasing
Trying to get the dollars
Gucci Louie, Dolce Gabbana
Yes its Young money
We're SOD Money Gang
SOD money gang
It's time to play ball
Play ball, play ball
Play ball, play ball
Play ball, play ball
Cash Money, fast money
Everyday I'm paper chasing
Trying to get the dollars
Gucci Louie, Dolce Gabbana
Yes its Young money
We're SOD Money Gang
SOD money gang
It's time to play ball
Play ball, play ball
Play ball, play ball
Play ball, play ball
[Verse 1: Drake]
Take yourself a picture when I'm standing at the mound, and I swear its going down
I'm just repping for my town
Off a cup of cj gibson, man I'm faded off to Brown
I'm easily influenced by the niggas Im around
See that aston martin when i start it hear the sound
I ain't never graduated ain't got no cap and gown
But the girls in my class who were smart enough to pass, be at all my fucking parties, grabbing money off the ground,Yeah
All haill mr lyrical
What you got a feeling for?
I can show you new things, how you feeling spiritual?
Pastor Kerney Thomas to these hoes... miwacles!
Yeah ok they say that I'm the one, in fact
They say that i'm they favourite
But i ain't hearing none of that
I'm all about my team hoe, young money running back
Cash money superstar, where the fuck is stunna at?
Damn
[Verse 2: Soulja Boy]
I just got a new deal,I ain't talking pickle
I'm outside the cell,while you boys just sickle
Soulja boy superman,the hip hop hero
She sucking all over my body, call her mosquito
The cheese is all on me, just like a dorrito
Disrespect and you'll get shot like a free throw
I go hard, never ever go soft, always swag on, never ever swag off
Greatest rapper of the century, got more bars than a fucking penitentiary
Ever since elementary
Blueberry kush, I call it fruit roll up
And when I wake up I be baking like soda, my pockets fat like my jeans made by Oprah
In your house on your sisters wall is my poster, fucking models, doing shows just like I supposed ta
My lifestyle extravagant, attitude arrogant
[Chorus: Soulja Boy]
Cash Money, fast money
Everyday I'm paper chasing
Trying to get the dollars
Gucci Louie, Dolce Gabbana
Yes its Young money
We're SOD Money Gang
SOD money gang
It's time to play ball
Play ball, play ball
Play ball, play ball
Play ball, play ball
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- Pretty Boy Swag
- Phone Call
- Beef (Quavo Diss)
- Turn My Swag On
- Rick & Morty
- What’s Hannenin
- Bapes
- Zan With That Lean
- I Got Me Some Bapes
- Hey You There
- Ugly
- Whippin My Wrist
- New Drip
- Say she luv me
- She Make It Clap (VERZUZ Remix)
- Molly
- Let’s Be Real
- Blowing Me Kisses
- Crank Dat
- Draco
- Donk
- Mean Mug