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Soulja Boy( DeAndre Cortez Way )

Mean Mug

Soulja

My flow sicker
Your dough thick, well my dough thicker
You talk shit, I will kick your door, nigga
I call my goons, my brand new chopper is comin' soon

AK-47 got 'em dialin' 9-11
I pull that trigger, y'all fuck with my lil nigga
I come through, get ya, hop out them hollows, hit ya
Keep thinkin' it's a game, nigga's ain't playin'

Soulja Boy I'll bust your brain
A nigga talkin' all that shit, y'all niggas cannot represent
Fuckin' with the youngest killer, youngest gorilla nigga
I split ya, I deal with ya

Knife sticker, ice picker, run for ya life, nigga
I won't tell ya twice
Bitch go run do the dougie
All the gangstas they love me

These ho's they be all on me
They can't help that they want me
They want me bad

I'm on another level, bitch you heard me say that to you
SOD, I never mentioned you 'cause you not worthy
Yeah, we royalty don't talk to me
Bitch, you not worthy

Mean mug, nigga, you gon' mug who?
Rob me? Nigga, we gon' rob you
Choppers on me, niggas we don't give a fuck
I'm in the club, nigga fuck your mean mugs

Fuck your mean mugs
Nigga fuck your mean mug
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Nigga fuck your mean mug

Fuck your mean mug
Nigga fuck your mean mug
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When I'm trippin' I'm twisted, I slap my clip in
When I flip, ho duck down when I start gettin'
I'm iced out, bitch my neck and my ears drippin'
I lost count, all this paper I be gettin'

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In the fuckin' game nigga, pass me the ball
And watch a nigga ball, I'm Gucci to the draws
I'm money over all, I don't really give a fuck
Tatted on my neck and throat and them girls lick me up

Lick me up 'til I pop
Shawty swallow every drop
From the balls to the top
She must do this shit a lot

She's a freak, she's a pro
Got that paper it's a go
Bring the kush, bring the dro
She might bless ya on the low

Man, that's why I pick you up off the ground
If you make a fuckin' sound
Disrespect my fuckin' crew
Bitch, is you fuckin' clown?

Get the fuck back nigga
We up in the club
High as fuck, talk shit
And you gon' get dropped

Mean mug, nigga, you gon' mug who?
Rob me? Nigga, we gon' rob you
Choppers on me, niggas we don't give a fuck
I'm in the club, nigga, fuck your mean mugs

Fuck your mean mugs
Nigga fuck your mean mug
Fuck your mean mug
Nigga fuck your mean mug

Fuck your mean mug
Nigga fuck your mean mug
Fuck your mean mug
Nigga fuck your mean mug

Yeah, misery loves company nigga
I send you to see your dead motherfuckin' homies
Come by costume, 187 de Moses
Chop chopping out the windows

What the fuck is the matter with ya face, nigga?
What the fuck is you lookin' at?
I will spend that motherfuckin' barrel at you, nigga
Try me, ooh I want you to try me, nigga