Soulja Boo

Lyrics

[Intro: Master P] Eeny-Meeny-Miny-Moe The soulja boy never let you go You gotta' man he ain't got to know And tell your friends keep it on the low (Ya heard!) [Chorus: Master P & Erika Fox] Hut 1, hut 1, hut 2 What! Hut 1, hut 1, hut 2 Huh! The way - you - make - me - feel Make me wanna run wit' you Soulja boy can I roll wit' you? The way - you - make - me - feel Make me wanna run wit' you Soulja boy can I roll wit' you? I'm always lovin' you [Verse 1: Master P] Check it out You and ya girls come follow me I'm the ghetto Bill Gates, they call me Master P I learnt in the 3rd don't trust your fo'z I gotta couple diamonds with a mouth fulla gold Platinum on the wrist, Bentley in the dri-i-i-ve I learnt in the bricks how to slang and survi-i-i-ve We No Limit Soldiers till the day that we die And all my souljas rest, raise ya hands up high [Chorus: Master P & Erika Fox] Hut 1, hut 1, hut 2 What! Hut 1, hut 1, hut 2 Huh! The way - you - make - me - feel Make me wanna run wit' you Soulja boy can I roll wit' you? The way - you - make - me - feel Make me wanna run wit' you Soulja boy can I roll wit' you? I'm always lovin' you [Verse 2: Master P] How do you do my senorita Finally say "I'm glad to meet ya" Take you out the ghetto and then I'll treat ya I won't let you cry and I'll never beat ya Ya got a man, I hope he can keep ya Hit me on the cell or on the beepa Roll a 600 Benz to the spot I'ma freak ya Then pick a hotel that me and you can creep too [Bridge] Hut 1, hut 1, hut 2 What! Hut 1, hut 1, hut 2 Huh! Hut 1, hut 1, hut 2 What! Hut 1, hut 1, hut 2 Huh! [Chorus: Master P & Erika Fox] Hut 1, hut 1, hut 2 What! Hut 1, hut 1, hut 2 Huh! The way - you - make - me - feel Make me wanna run wit' you Soulja boy can I roll wit' you? The way - you - make - me - feel Make me wanna run wit' you Soulja boy can I roll wit' you? [Verse 3: Erika Fox] I'll be your soulja girl Ain't nothin' like my soulja boy I'll be your soulja girl I need a soulja boy ready to go to war A fire boy with 20'z on his car When I need some love he won't be far I need a ride or die thug that can work dat floor (that's me) Talk that talk, but keep it real And never stop but pays the bills And I love the way he makes me feel Thats why this soulja girls gonna keep it real (yeahh) [Chorus: Master P & Erika Fox] Hut 1, hut 1, hut 2 What! Hut 1, hut 1, hut 2 Huh! The way - you - make - me - feel Make me wanna run wit' you Soulja boy can I roll wit' you? The way - you - make - me - feel Make me wanna run wit' you Soulja boy can I roll wit' you? I'm always lovin' you [Outro] Hut 1, hut 1, hut 2 Ha! Hut 1, hut 1, hut 2 What! Hut 1, hut 1, hut 2 Ha! Hut 1, hut 1, hut 2 Ha! Hut 1, hut 1, hut 2 (I told you, can't you heard? I told you) Hut 1, hut 1, hut 2 (Haa) Hut 1, hut 1, hut 2 (Don't tell me you don't remember me) Hut 1, hut 1, hut 2 (Can't fly shit) Hut 1, hut 1, hut 2 (And it's like...) Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah No Limit Soldiers can't be stop (Man) Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah (Gonna walk over you) No Limit Soldiers can't be stop Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah! (Yeah, P back in this, ya heard?) No Limit Soldiers can't be stop Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah! (This one goes out to my souljas, fool) Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah! (Ya heard?) The way - you - make - me - feel Make me wanna run wit you Soulja boy can I roll wit you? The way - you - make - me - feel Make me wanna run wit you Soulja boy can I roll wit you? I'm always lovin' you