Get Silly

Lyrics

[Intro: V.I.C & Soulja Boy] (Soulja Boy tell 'em!) The dance floor silly, the ladies gon' feel me The fellas in the back and they twistin' up a Philly Get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey) Get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey) [Chorus] The dance floor silly, the ladies gon' feel me The fellas in the back and they twistin' up a Philly Get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey) The dance floor silly, the ladies gon' feel me The fellas in the back and they twistin up a Philly Get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey) [Verse 1] My chain too silly (Okay) my wrists too silly (Okay) The girls throw me fish cause my rims Big Willie My ride too silly, (Okay) I ride too silly, (Okay) With four fantastic ho's cause I got a dilly Cause now I'm worth a millie, (Okay) forget a rubberband Cause you can't put a rubber band around a bill-ion I be wildin' on a island somewhere just like Gilligan Drillin' hoes like a dentist then then then I fill her in Ey back back back, I'm the man girlfriend I'm the reason why you wanna lose your man girlfriend (Haha!) I'm calm like the sea, (Sea) I'm blowed like the wind, (Wind) And now that I'm straight, I'm 'bout to act a fool again [Pre-Chorus] Get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey) Get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey) [Chorus] The dance floor silly, the ladies gon' feel me The fellas in the back and they twistin' up a Philly Get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey) The dance floor silly, the ladies gon' feel me The fellas in the back and they twistin up a Philly Get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey) [Verse 2] My shades too silly cause they made by Cavalli J's so exotic, you can't find 'em lil' buddy I'm not Nick Cannon, but I'm "Wild'n Out" clubbin' Watchin' everybody jockin', while I'm poppin' sum'n bubbly Poppin' sum'n bubbly, I'm tryin to do it big! Da boy from the A, I'm tryin to represent! Dem haters in my way, I play this game to win! Watch me take it to the ally, knock 'em all off like some pins When I drop, drop, drop, I'mma sell like silly Cause everybody dancin' and everybody feel me With stacks in my jeans, just like my name was Billie While I'm jockin' on you haters, just like I pop a wheelie [Pre-Chorus] Get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey) Get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey) [Chorus] The dance floor silly, the ladies gon' feel me The fellas in the back and they twistin' up a Philly Get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey) The dance floor silly, the ladies gon' feel me The fellas in the back and they twistin up a Philly Get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey) [Interlude] That's all y'all got! (That's all they got) Y'all ain't even fightin' back man First Hurricane, then Soulja Boy (That's right) Then the African prince of Collipark, V.I.C. yup! [Chorus] The dance floor silly, the ladies gon' feel me The fellas in the back and they twistin' up a Philly Get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey) The dance floor silly, the ladies gon' feel me The fellas in the back and they twistin up a Philly Get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey) [Outro] It's all over homey, Collipark homey Soulja Boy! (What up?) you snapped on the beat You and Package Store snapped on the beat boy! I'm tired of slappin these punks around They bore me, ha ha Yo, yo, yo