[Soulja Boy]
Soulja Boy Tell 'Em, This the remix
V.I.C. You already know what it is man
It's ya folk Soulja Boy Tell 'Em
Checkin' in everything we do too silly man
[Chorus: V.I.C.]
Get silly, Get silly, Get silly, Get silly,
Get silly, Get silly, Get silly, Get silly
[V.I.C.]
Yeah, I'm feelin' myself
And with the number one single, I'm feelin' my wealth
Yeah, Now what you know about me
Call me Mr. '08, 'cause this year about me
I'm rookie of the year, but a major in the league
So, how you doin' haters stay away from me
You don't wanna see the chopper
When the boys get silly
And they rainin' on ya block, and ya brains like Chile
Get Silly!
[Soulja Boy]
My chain too silly, my watch too dumb
Only rapper on Myspace with more friends then Tom
1 for the money, 2 for the count
Ridin' in the vehicle I can't even pronounce
S.O.D. Money game, money keep stackin'
I leaked every song, and I still went platinum
Fruit Loop silly, candy painted flav. cars
You are a prisoner behind these 8 bars
[Chorus: V.I.C.]
[Bun B]
Oh, Yeah, this big Bun B the baby southern OG
I'm Pimp C's brother every body knows me
Comin' from that P.A.T, with Mr. V.I.C.
Young Mogul, ENT.
If you don't like it eat a D
I'm here at ring tone misc. and ring tone net
Tryin' to label southern dance music, ring tone rap
They cappin' on the coop, but ain't a damn thing funny
They ain't hatin' on the music, they hatin' on the money
[E-40]
My house so silly, my money so silly
I make more in a week , than your parernts do yearly
My ring so silly, my ice so silly
The roc's on my watch makes the hatas wanna kill me
The hundred round drum on my gun so dumb
That it'll fly yo head all the way to London
I'm sick with it, rich like Lil' Weezy
I'm a milli, got a short fuse and I'm throwed like a frisbee
[Chorus: V.I.C.]
[Pitbull]
I don't play no games, but silly
And if you disrespect
Say hi to the 1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9 milli
Get peeled like a dutch, and split like a philly
Oh really, them boys on the block, them boys in a row
Them boys at the trap they know the dilly
Make it rain for days, for the nights
And now when I'm at the strip club
When you them choppas out the back window