Soulja Boy
Soulja Boy
Soulja Boy
Soulja Boy
Soulja Boy & Sean Garrett & Gucci Mane
Soulja Boy & Drake
Soulja Boy
Soulja Boy
Soulja Boy & JBar
Soulja Boy
Soulja Boy & Lil B
Soulja Boy
[Chorus: Soulja Boy]
Cash Money, fast money
Everyday I'm paper chasing
Tryna get the dollars
Gucci, Louis, Dolce Gabbana
Yes it's Young Money
With SOD Money Gang
SOD Money Gang
And it's time to play ball
Play ball (x6)
Yeah, it's time to play ball (x4)
Drizzy
[Verse 1: Drake]
Take yourself a picture when I'm standing at the mound
And I swear it's going down, I'm just repping for my town
Off a cup of C.J Gibson, man I'm faded off the brown
And I’m easily influenced by the niggas I'm around
See that Aston Martin, when I start it hear the sound
I ain't never graduated, I ain't got no cap and gown
But the girls in my class who were smart enough to pass
Be at all my fucking parties, grabbing money off the ground
[Verse 2: Drake]
Yeah, all hail Mr. Lyrical
Spades or the Opus, baby, what you got a feeling for?
I can show you new things, have you feeling spiritual
Pastor Kerney Thomas to these hoes - miwacles
Yeah, okay, they say that I'm the one, in fact
Some say that I'm their favorite but I ain't hearing none of that
I’m about my team, ho, Young Money running back
Cash Money superstar, where the fuck is Stunna at?
Damn
[Verse 3: Soulja Boy]
I just got a new deal, I ain't talking pickle
I'm outside the cell, while you rappers just sickle
Soulja Boy is Superman, the hip-hop hero
She sucking all over my body, call her mosquito
The cheese is all on me, just like a Dorito
Disrespect and you'll get shot like a free throw
I go hard, never ever go soft
Always swag on, never ever swag off
Greatest rapper of the century
Got more bars than a fucking penitentiary
Ever since elementary
Blueberry kush, I call it Fruit Roll-Up
And when I wake up, I be baking like soda
My pockets fat like my jeans made by Oprah
In your house, on your sister wall is my poster
Fucking models, doing shows just like I'm supposed to
My lifestyle extravagant, attitude arrogant
[Chorus: Soulja Boy]
Cash Money, fast money
Everyday I'm paper chasing
Tryna get the dollars
Gucci, Louis, Dolce Gabbana
Yes it's Young Money
With SOD Money Gang
SOD Money Gang
And it's time to play ball
Play ball (x6)
Yeah, it's time to play ball (x4)
Playball was written by Soulja Boy & Drake & Boi-1da.
Playball was produced by Boi-1da.
Soulja Boy released Playball on Sat Oct 31 2009.