all i know

Singer: lil b

buck down

buck down

buck down

you don't wanna get drug down

drug down

drug down

so motherfucker won't you calm down

calm down

calm down

buck nigga lights so dumb now

dumb now

dumb now

waka flocka

all i know

all i know

all i know

tell me why a nigga hit the club super deep

screaming sodmg

brick squad 1017

just like my little brother birthday

1017

smokin' hella fuckin' purp since 1017

aw it's a new day

bitch

now we run the game

a.t.l. stand the fuck up

bitch i'm screamin' out money gang

all y'all motherfuckin' niggas is lame

i'll put that tech

put that shit to your neck

sod gang in this motherfuckin' club

all y'all lame niggas show motherfuckin' respect

soulja!

lil b: damn soulja boy

waka flocka y'all be swaggin'

pull off in that lambo and that car look like a dragon

eighty for a show

pussy nigga mane what's happenin'?

my jeans cost thirty thousand dollars and they saggin'

soulja boy: shout out to my nigga gucci

we about to shoot a movie

shout out to my nigga holiday

we 'bout them fuckin' groupies

word around town i am on deck

soulja boy tell'em he cashed that check

with the stacks

and the racks

and the goons

and the brand new album comin' soon bitch

sweep it like a broom bitch

buck down

buck down

buck down

you don't wanna get drug down

drug down

drug down

so motherfucker won't you calm down

calm down

calm down

buck nigga lights so dumb now

dumb now

dumb now

waka flocka

all i know

all i know

all i know

tiny jeans nigga and i comes with the choppah

bitches on my dick cause i look like they father

westside nigga

donald trump's be my father

rich young nigga and i smokes like a rasta

iced out ring

make that bitch wanna slobber

cheese like that nachos

damn i need an oscar

bitches on my dick

they treat basedgod like odwalla

fuck my main broad and i might just go an rob her

pretty boy swag

your bitch like cousin skeeter

young based god came straight with the heater

iced out bitch

home run like derek jeter

your ho talkin' down

i'm chris brown so i beat her

ask about my visa

bitch smoke this reefer

young based god cost forty for the feature

ak47 leave your ass like my reefer

west berkley niggas

waterfront through your speakers

rich nigga

buck down

buck down

buck down

you don't wanna get drug down

drug down

drug down

so motherfucker won't you calm down

calm down

calm down

buck nigga lights so dumb now

dumb now

dumb now

waka flocka

all i know

all i know

all i know