Movie

Lyrics

Uh uh ayy Yeah I turn the club to a movie Yeah I turn the club to a movie Ay ay turn the club to a Movie Ay Yeah I turn the club to a movie Movie It's a movie Yeah (soulja) It's a movie It's a movie I got all these bands I got all these bands I got all these bands (yeowwhhh) Drop my top off, now a nigga mad Riding round town and I got that bag Ay, Riding in that jag that you never had Ay, Dripping, all this swag, soulja boy pop tags Ay, M-16, With my robin jeans Ay, Riding round town, feeling like a king Ay, Run up on me wrong, boy that's not a thing Ay, Big M-16, Knock you out your jeans Ay, y'all know I'm killing this shit. King Soulja 3, Out now- this just some brand new shit man, cause I'm turnt up. Y'all know what's going on Ay, Yeah I turn the club to a movie Ay, riding round LA with that fucking Uzi Ay, Audemar Baguette, Tell them nigga sue me Ay, I be getting money, I be flexing Cuban link that be my choice of necklace Ay, Whipping up a deuce, while she suck my dick Ay, Riding round town feeling like the shit Ay, A hundred K on you, do a hit Ay, I be flexing hard I be yingyao Ay, drop top, Lamborghini in my garage Ay, I be riding round, all these hoes on me Ay, Rich gang, PTE and SOD Ay, Bitches on my cock, cause I'm getting guap Ay, Fendi, Ferragamo boy I love to shop Ay, If you diss me, I'm shooting off the top Ay, Lamborghini, and I drop the top Ay, Riding round town, cooking in the pot Ay, Word around town, "Soulja boy you hot" Ay. Trynna get all-in my spot Ay, Word around town, "Bitch I'm sitting on top" Yeah man I been killing this shit for a long time man, rich gang you know we in the motherfuckin' building. Y'all know what the fuck going on, go download my app, Boulevard supply my clothing line- Trap! Ay, Scarface Mansion, and my diamonds dancing Ay, Condo in LA, Mansion in the Hamptons Ay, Run up on me wrong- then you know I blam him Ay, I be so iced out they be like "God damn him" Ay, Chain on my neck, Ice in my ear Ay, I know magic- make you disappear Ay, I be blowing dope out the atmosphere Ay, Soulja boy ball hard, out the stratosphere (Hwoo hwoo hwoo)