[Intro]

Soulja...

[Chorus]

Extra, extra, read all about it

Soulja boy is rich, sayin fuck an allowance

Ballin, shot callin, bitches callin

Models, poppin bottles, full throttle

Extra extra read all about

Soulja boy is rich, screamin fuck an allowance

Ballin... dre, dre, swag

Swag, dre, dre..

Nobody can't tell me that my block wasn't movin

Westside getttin money like I'm always doin

And my flow classic like past tense or ruins

Marble capcom flo', call me soulja akuma

And my third eye open for them boys in blue

You stuck on hatin with the negative glue

Disrespect me, then you know the rumors is sparkin

Drop top in my jag, I let my swag do the talkin

[Chorus]

Sippin on coconut, smokin on bubble kush

Zone after zone I got my young nigga rollin up

Drink 'til I'm throwin up, yo' hood please throw it up

Twenty-eight inches on my hummer when I'm rollin up

It ain't no stoppin us, nigga quit copyin us

Is it cause I'm black, why the police tryin to lock me up?

It ain't no stoppin us, nigga quit copyin us

Is it cause I'm black, why the police tryin to lock me up?

[Chorus - 2x]