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Ocean Gang Lyrics

b**** a** n****** talking
Soulja boy gonna go an kill them
Real talk b**** show me the millions
Money packing to the ceiling
Throw that s*** above the building
Real talk I'm gonna get it
Sod we smoke that ...
You b****** rolling midgets
p**** boys don't want cause I own it
Lamas want it, b**** I'm standing in the ...
And you know they're not so brave
b**** I'm standing in the A,
And I post upon the block, a hundred million like a copper
... down my n***** ... falling down my pocket
It's the hundreds and the cash, I'm post upon the block
200 hundred cash in bags I put the stash I rash
I go ham on cash you n****** know my name
You b****** know it's not a game
Real talk I fly them hoes, the same old
Gucci purple yellow ... gold like ill ill
We can't go swag out the a** I pass by the dash
Say 200 and 40 look at the performance
... go ham, ...door slam
No n***** know I'm pulling racks
Got money later across the floor ...
We count money ... you talk s***, you get ill
With the whole club, it's on me,
That's on him, the whole squad ... we do it big, ...
n***** ... shows all across the f****** world
f****** with that baby girl, ...
Is bizy on top, everybody knows that
Pop your b**** a** quick like a down Prozac
Everybody know me, so ... od
I'ma keep on going ham,
All n****** gonna hate me
Y'all n****** gonna face me,
No one can replace me
Soulja Boy I'm on top, I smoke purple and go crazy
... real talk I'm on 2, real talk I'm on 3
Aka a ... bag, I ... zone 3
And zone 1 zone 6 we talk bricks you toast this
We talk loose hit a n***** with the whole thang
I go bang, I will swang, out the front
All b**ping, out the frame
Shouts out to Memphis, shouts out to zone 1
Shouts out to ... we own now
Lil drey I'm so proud
Rolling that down loud
I blow the d*** hoes, she take off her clothes
I am the s*** if you hate n***** face it
Yellow diamond watch ear ring and the bracelet
God d*** I'm so own I feel like I'm so high
Post up above the clouds like I am a satellite
God d*** we're on the night
In the club, vip, so I see the ... like god d***
Should have called a driver
Supply the lane, supply the purp
Supply the king, I'm a thing for Louie Vuitton
God d***, I'm a ... rip hard from zone one
...stupid b****** no fun
Real talk I'm a prophet, money falling down the pocket
Louie Vuitton Wiley, god d*** I'm high b****
God d*** I'm in the c***pit, on a g5 and the d*** clouds
God d*** I'm all loud, lil drey so proud
... god d*** we her bro, real talk we're on us
We're everywhere you wanna be but you can't have that
Get back you ... b****, sod be savage
Hit your a** with the whole club, pull up on the whole ...
All you see is ... inside of cars...
All you see is cash, all you see is swag
All you see is Louis Vuitton and limited bags
All you see is real a** n****** that's talking cash
All you see is m************ 4 tanks of gas
Lambos, audisens, all of that s***
Pull up to the strip with them hoes on the d***
They saying d*** drey, you didn't blew up like a hoe
I feel like a real pimp when I'm talking to a hoe
I feel like hundred bricks, I feel like a hundred lips
I feel like a player and a mayor took a hundred...
I feel like a prophet b**** with money in pocket b****
I feel like .. yeah I rock it b****
...self made, self paid,
... b**** we player, sod so greater,
Out living all the haters
n***** my bag against the wall with the pistol
And I'ma pop till they get the f*** out my way
And I pop, I got this red game love
And the combination swag
Type it in, d9, exes on the pad, ah
You though it was over
I'm high and that's over
I swag from January to October to December
Can you remember when I was ice style with the ...
So you could ... on me, b****.
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