Soulja Boy
Soulja Boy
Soulja Boy
Soulja Boy & Young L
Soulja Boy
Soulja Boy
Soulja Boy
Soulja Boy
Soulja Boy
Soulja Boy
Soulja Boy
Soulja Boy is very patriotic of his hometown Atlanta, Georgia.
Soulja lives to positively rep his city to the best of his ability. (no rhyme intended)
[Intro]
Jay Clink
Ocean Gang, OGOD
SODMG, we in this muhfucker, man (Souljer)
Swag took over the rap game, man, straight up, man (Swag took over the rap game, straight up)
[Verse 1]
Diamonds on my neck, try to reach it, suicidal (Huh?)
Long banana clip, but that's only for survival (Huh, huh, huh)
Ocean Gang niggas wit' me, lookin' for my rivals (Shew)
Standing on the TV screen, yeah, I will supply you (I will supply you)
Red diamond chain, shouts out to the West Coast (West Coast)
AK cocked back, and I'm aimin' at the boy throat (Swag)
Chicago's Bulls snapback (Snapback), yeah, I make it classy (Classy)
Hoppin' out the Phantom, it's the black swag daddy (Daddy)
Gold grill, chain, and you know my pants saggin' (Let's go)
Stand up in the club, and you know I make it rain, though (Let's go)
Lookin' so handsome, the girl called a taxi
Word around town, that bitch was leakin' through her maxi (Souljer, Souljer, Souljer, Souljer)
Ridin' through my hood and I'm lookin' like Obama (Yeah)
Twelve shotguns and I'm ready for the thunder (Huh)
Young Soulja Boy, man, I came in harder
Man, I swagged, took the rap game, you know that I started it
Young Dre my name
Nike McFlys got me lookin' like I fell out the muhfuckin' sky (Huh)
Soulja Boy Tell 'Em, why would I lie?
I be standin' on cloud nine, goddamn, I'm so high
Took the bitch to the hotel (Huh), and blew the bitch back out (Huh, huh)
I hopped up in the Ferrari, race off, I took the track out (Huh, huh, huh, what?)
Soulja Boy Tell 'Em, I'm all up in the air
I got so many diamonds, neck like a chandelier (OGOD)
[Chorus]
You know it's goin' down, speakers turnt up loud
When I'm in the crowd, you know I'm turnt up now (Turnt up)
Ocean Gang or drown, in ya fuckin' town (Uh)
Word around town, I'm so hot right now
I'ma make my city proud, make my city proud
Make my city proud, make my city proud (Ayy)
I'ma make my city proud, make my city proud
Make my city proud, I'ma make my city proud (Ya dig?)
[Verse 2]
Word around town, I done copped a gold bracelet
The penthouse suite got me on some Scarface shit
Bitches too basic, get the fuck back (Uh)
I be in LA wit' the automatic strap (Swag), yeah
Yellow bone beside me (Brrt), she put her head off in my lap (Lap)
See, I'm ridin' through my hood, it's like casino shootin' craps (Let's go)
Soulja Boy Tell 'Em, red shirt off, pull the vert off (Take off, take off, take off)
When I pull up in the club, I make the girls take their shirt off (Take off, take off, take off, take off)
Swag on deck, man, I swag so immaculate
Money on deck, I flip the money like a spatula (Shew, shew, shew, shew)
Soulja Boy Tell 'Em, man, my swag so spectacular (Souljer, Souljer)
Swag so cold, like I'm standin' in Alaska, bitch
The matte black Maserati, I set it on dubs
Had fourty K cash when I stepped in the club
SOD, Ocean Gang, everythang on us
Keep my eye on these rappers, tryna snatch my plug
2012 red Bentley wit' my swag turnt up
Twenty four Forgiatos and it make my tires scrub
Take a knee every day and then I thank the man above
When you see me on red carpets, that's that Bape on my glove (OGOD)
[Chorus]
You know it's goin' down, speakers turnt up loud (Ayy)
When I'm in the crowd, you know I'm turnt up now (Swag)
Ocean Gang or drown, in ya fuckin' town
Word around town, I'm so hot right now
I'ma make my city proud, make my city proud
Make my city proud, make my city proud
I'ma make my city proud, make my city proud
Make my city proud, I'ma make my city proud
Make My City Proud was written by Jay Clink & Soulja Boy.
Make My City Proud was produced by Jay Clink.
Soulja Boy released Make My City Proud on Sun Oct 30 2011.