Red Bentley Lyrics - Soulja Boy Songs Lyrics

So damn g soldier, Swag, swag, Yeah, yeah
Yo nigga up on the block
Hustling every day for the big nights
Or red bentley
Say you hustle hard for a red bentley
Red bentley, sip and sell, My best friend
Got the sip and sell wait that’s alright
Or get money round the hood like a …
They label me hustler of the century
Grinding stack of paper for a red bentley
I ride through the hood with my calculator
Get my paper right now bitch i see you later
A young nigga bout the cash
My young bitch got a mercedes with a digit dash

Paper, what the fuck you know bout my struggle?
Red bentley, that’s why that nigga hustle
My partner say trade it all for a bentley
Stacking paper for a red bentley, life
My partner say trade it all for a bentley

Ah, red bentley, teacher, sweat pants, Wolf grey panties
In my life time homes, i done seen many
Niggas have it all, then i have plenty While you...
they was just chilling ...so they gone with me
That’s why i’m never caught up, money over bitches
All the times how i was brought up
That’s why until i’m gone i’am stay pulling them cars up
... with the wings on them leave them bitches car struck
They wonder who they cough up, They love him cause he bossed up
Me and my cousin grinding cause they... show off
Soulja got the newest model but i roll a og
Red label… 20 joints, 20 bottles and a listen in the beats
Cause that money don’s sleep, homes

Stacking paper for that red bentley
I’m outside your crib in that red bentley
Pulling off with your bitch in that red bentley
Shut the phone, she got picture of that red bentley, life

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Gold Chains And Vintage Lyrics - Soulja Boy Songs Lyrics

Gold chains and vintage, Gold chains and vintage
Gold chains and vintage, I don’t care the price i spend it
Gold chains and vintage, Gold chains and vintage
Gold chains and vintage, I’m flying round and i’m getting it - (x2)

I get a lot of money nigga so you know i spend it
Snap back and tattoos, Gold chains and vintage
Riding and getting it in a private jet
Flying through the clouds vintage on my chest
Niggas know that i’m paid Check your bitch to get laid
Sod what i made niggas working like slaves
Talking down you get hate talking down ?
This heat on my waist?
You know i got taste man your girl yeah we take that
All the money we scrape that ee take the car and we scrape back
It’s big money big watches and ear rings
Take your girl and i do my thang sod niggas out with lean, yeah

Gold chains and vintage, Gold chains and vintage
Gold chains and vintage, I don’t care the price i spend it
Gold chains and vintage, Gold chains and vintage
Gold chains and vintage, I’m flying round and i’m getting it - (x2)

I went to fucking paris, Had a ball main
Had some denim man new jacket that’s ball main
All white, with the spikes and a brand new zipper on me bitch
I think i might flexing go hard with your bitch
She know she taking suck dick, she say she wanna take a pic
I give her more than a pic I gave her more than this dick
It’s sod who i’m with we riding round getting paid
Sod our game, i cashed up for real dawg I designed this fashion
I ? To go from platinum them diamonds worth we stacking
I did kill the game came back and revived the game
Came through with the gold chain
And the vintage all with chanel frames, oh

Gold chains and vintage, Gold chains and vintage
Gold chains and vintage, I don’t care the price i spend it
Gold chains and vintage, Gold chains and vintage
Gold chains and vintage, I’m flying round and i’m getting it - (x2)

I know my fashion dog, I know the streets
Xx covers the magazine, I go hard everyday on shopping sprees
Every time i cop they blog about me Brand new shades, cost 4 stacks
Louie briefcase cost gold rack ride around and flying round
Everybody know i’m flying round the king’s here, give me a title now
I’m seat back and i’m pouring loud
Everywhere i go dog you know that i spend it
Plus this kush i smoke got me air?
That generous, Soulja boy tell them i kill every rapper
You say that you fresh up but homie i’m?
Look dre i kill this, this is incredible
You go see rappers that looking so edible
I eat them, hell yeah i eat them
These niggas unborn, something like fetus
Catch me going hard on your girl with penis
Nigga i’m on fire, smoking weed?

Ok, shit hard on the rap game 2 straps like max payne
I’m going hard for my campaign It’s sod in the fast lane
Going hard on the booth main Soulja Boy got the juice maine
But i got on 4 chains but much respect to 2 chainz
Soulja boy?
Shittin on the beat main I hit the block and everything up on the beat
Complete main, from the feat main?
To my watch main, and my ear dog I’m coming in, every year dog
I don’t think you hear me sipping on this henny Sippin on this?
Everything on the floor?
On my 23 million I’m hurting somebody’s feelings, Gold chain and bitches.

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Gold Chains And Vintage Lyrics - Soulja Boy Songs Lyrics

Gold chains and vintage, Gold chains and vintage
Gold chains and vintage, I don’t care the price i spend it
Gold chains and vintage, Gold chains and vintage
Gold chains and vintage, I’m flying round and i’m getting it - (x2)

I get a lot of money nigga so you know i spend it
Snap back and tattoos gold chains and vintage
Riding and getting it in a private jet
Flying through the clouds vintage on my chest
Niggas know that i’m paid check your bitch to get laid
Sod what i made niggas working like slaves
Talking down you get hate talking down ?
This heat on my waist?
You know i got taste man your girl yeah we take that
All the money we scrape that we take the car and we scrape back
It’s big money big watches and ear rings
Take your girl and i do my thang sod niggas out with lean, yeah

Gold chains and vintage, Gold chains and vintage
Gold chains and vintage, I don’t care the price i spend it
Gold chains and vintage, Gold chains and vintage
Gold chains and vintage, I’m flying round and i’m getting it - (x2)

I went to fucking paris had a ball main
Had some denim man new jacket that’s ball main
All white, with the spikes and a brand new zipper on me bitch
I think i might flexing go hard with your bitch
She know she taking suck dick, She say she wanna take a pic
I give her more than a pic, I gave her more than this dick
It’s sod who i’m with we riding round getting paid
Sod our game, i cashed up for real dawg I designed this fashion
I ? To go from platinum them diamonds worth we stacking
I did kill the game came back and revived the game
Came through with the gold chain and the vintage all with chanel frames, oh

Gold chains and vintage, Gold chains and vintage
Gold chains and vintage, I don’t care the price i spend it
Gold chains and vintage, Gold chains and vintage
Gold chains and vintage, I’m flying round and i’m getting it - (x2)

I know my fashion dog I know the streets
Xx covers the magazine I go hard everyday on shopping sprees
Every time i cop they blog about me brand new shades, cost 4 stacks
Louie briefcase cost gold rack ride around and flying round
Everybody know i’m flying round the king’s here, give me a title now
I’m seat back and i’m pouring loud Everywhere i go dog you know that i spend it
Plus this kush i smoke got me air?
That generous, Soulja boy tell them i kill every rapper
You say that you fresh up but homie i’m?
Look dre i kill this, this is incredible
You go see rappers that looking so edible
I eat them, hell yeah i eat them
These niggas unborn, something like fetus
Catch me going hard on your girl with penis
Nigga i’m on fire, smoking weed?

Ok, shit hard on the rap game, 2 straps like max payne
I’m going hard for my campaign It’s sod in the fast lane
Going hard on the booth main, Soulja boy got the juice maine
But i got on 4 chains but much respect to 2 chainz
Soulja boy?
Shittin on the beat main I hit the block
And everything up on the beat Complete main, from the feat main?
To my watch main, and my ear dog I’m coming in, every year dog
I don’t think you hear me sipping on this henny
Sippin on this?
Everything on the floor?
on my 23 million I’m hurting somebody’s feelings, gold chain and bitches

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