Soulja Boy - Pockets Fat Lyrics
I'm busting jugg, turn up, whay, heyI'm making plays, young fresh nigga, boyI'm hitting licks, everybody on my click we busting, turn up, turn upAll day, busting juggs, making playsBustin juggs, making playsBustin juggs, making playsBustin juggs, making playsBustin juggs, making plays, I got all these bandsI got racks everywhere, soulja boy I got zansGot a new rollie, and I cope the new apGot all the bricks on me, and I got all the whips on meWords to my mother, word to new yorkSoulja boy stunner, kanye say new slaveWhile soulja boy say new chainsMan that boy be so fly, I keep shit like lu kangMan you tripping nigga, go and tie up your shoe strangsIt's about time, that soulja boy come through shineThe 54s on my mind, get money that's all the timeI am not jay z, I'm not, I know how this feelI know what I gotta do, I'm a turn up in this shitMy diamonds look like a light showI'm getting cash, no typoMy iPhones no ice copinAnd I'm on with no ice onMy girl go wherever I go,I'm getting cash no typePockets fat no light bulbI'm getting cash that's ice onSoulja, yeah I be told ya, whipping the roverChicken and chiefing, I walk in the BentleyThe ball of the century, I'm a guap till it's emptySo... spray, I'm killing the camp out, boom, bang, bangI pull up slangin em chickens, you know I do my damn thangMy pockets fat no light bulbMy pockets fat no light bulbMy pockets fat no light bulbMy girl go wherever I goMy pockets fat no light bulbMy pockets fat no light bulbMy pockets fat no light bulbMy girl go wherever I goMy pockets fat no light bulbPitchfork's like discipleRiding through in that new lacSwear my diamonds look like a light showI'm getting money like tycoI'm getting money like TysonI'm getting money like a billion dollarsLike a million dollars that's come soonVacuum all the guap, that's vetuceen, want on topShe want a picture, just panoramaOn the pj in my new pajamasRiding round with that *****ing hammerGucci, louie, hermans, Versace'World tour, I touchdownThey see my face, they ***** with meI'm getting cash, I'm getting guapYeah the shit is lovely,I stuff kush in my swisher sweetYour girlfriend she came here to seeGave 50k just to make her see'Is on my feetI could rock the cold chilla, Gucci to the sweaterGuap down to my shoes, finessing marting margelloSwag so clean, I should have signed on rockofella, jay zI be getting cash, I could rock it acapellaMy pockets fat no light bulbMy pockets fat no light bulbMy pockets fat no light bulbMy girl go wherever I goMy pockets fat no light bulbMy pockets fat no light bulbMy pockets fat no light bulbMy girl go wherever I go.
