Wasted

Oooh I'm wasted

Wasted, wasted, wasted

Lifesyle I wont make it

I'm in jamacia on vacation

Soulja tellem man higher than a hasion

And my eyez sat low like an asian

And my swag onnn, and I'm ridin chrome

And I turned my swag on and I told yo girl

Kiss me thru the damn phone

Now I'm getting my shine on

And every single day, saying soulja I'm diamonds

My diams is shining and when I step on the stage

She say soulja you the shit

I say thank you very miss

Oooh, now my whole click wasted

Standing on the stage

Red proms colered faced

Damn like like damn he like damn how you do that?

A hundred thousands cash in a week

Man we blew that

Oh! and we stepped inside the strip club

Then we throw some money, we just threw some numbers

They just threw the points putting out like pointers

And you already know Lamborghini pointers

Pay attention shawty, I'm the party

When I stepped inside the party

I'm the party

When I walked outside the party, the club closed

When I stepped inside the ice show jewerly frozed

Soulja tellem he the shit

He's a f*ckin beast

Every nigga in the city, wanna get like me

And I can do this auto tune shit mane

Watch me sing, just like T-Pain

Ooh but I'm not Lil Wayne

But I'm tatted on my neck mane

And I'm higher than a jet mane

I mean I'm higher than a jet plane

Pay attention what I'm f*ckin saying

I go hard just like super saiyajins

But my hair not gold but my chain is gold

And my whole neck frozed

And yea I am wasted

Yea I am gone

Yea man faced it

I am on my throne

King shit bitch!

Boss! shawty!

Check my rules, damn!

I'm stunting, soulja getting money

Arab money, soulja boy money

SOD money aint shit funny

Shout out to my niggas on the down in the country

City boy shawty tiddy boy shawty

A hundred boy shawty.bootles of a party

Stepped inside the party everybosy screaming hardly

Swag surfing shawty on a brand new harley

? soul soulja he popping

Just like Nicole he cold cold when I'm stopping

Damn he go hard

No homo but I'm rich

I'm soulja tellem with a hundred fifty on my risk bitch

What's my damn name? soulja boy cortez!

Uh got more hoes than

Got more hoes than

Got more hoes than a broke nigga socks

...

Got more bitches that mean I got snitches

Ooh I'm wasted bitch

What's my f*ckin name?

Shoutout to gucci mane

We wasted and I don't wear tight jeans like you faggots

F*ck the new girls

A hundred and fiffty levels I'm so high