Soulja Boy - Rude AF lyrics
[Soulja Boy - Rude AF lyrics]
We in the club turnt up, turnt up
Lil Shawty wan a smoke, burn up
Lil Shawty wan a drink, pass her a drink
She’s lookin at me crazy
Nah Soulja got a meek
Yea, I’m ridin round flexin hard
I got money in the front and the backyard
I got bricks like a back board
And I’m tatted like a vato
El chapo, call me el guapo
I be getting cash like nachos
I be getting cash like top spots
Ridin round with the red beam, red dot
She say I’m on, she she she she say I’m on
She she she she say I’m on
She she she she say I’m on
She said you rude as fuck
She said you rude as fuck
She said you rude as fuck
I’m a rude boy bitch, what the fuck is up?
She said you rude as fuck
She said you rude as fuck
She said you rude as fuck
I’m a rude boy bitch, what the fuck’s up?
Rolex on my wrist, what’s happenin?
Ain’t hard to tell time, 5 past the diamond
Lil Dre man, I’m big timin
In the hood and I’m still shinin
Cut off the lights, you see all my chains
Turn off the lights, you see all my rings
Turn on the light, bitches in my bed
Turn on the lights up in yo crib
Roaches going HAM
I be cashin out to the bank
15K in hunnids, got yo mama wanna suck me
Soulja Boy, I’m feeling lovely
Sip lean and I mix it up with bubbly
Flexin at the hotel
I just lost 70 bands, shit oh well
I’m a young rich nigga nigga take a picture
It’ll last longer bitch nigga
She said you rude as fuck
She said you rude as fuck
She said you rude as fuck
I’m a rude boy bitch, shut the fuck up
She said you rude as fuck
She said you rude as fuck
She said you rude as fuck
I’m a rude boy bitch, what the fuck’s up?
Ice all on my neck, what you expect?
I’m a young hood nigga with a fuckin check
I remember back then
They ain’t had a fuckin pitch
I remember back then
Ain’t had a pot to piss in
These days I’m swaggin long distance
I took a trip to Japan just for instance
I’m smoking on this kush, pass me the incense
Lil Dre I’m getting money
Fuck these haters dog
Blunt after blunt, cup after cup
Bitch after bitch and slut after slut
I’m countin up my money so we
Like to say count up
I just came back from Columbia, mount up
I got pounds in the attic
Pounds in the basement soulja Boy rad shit
Soulja tote that motherfuckin hammer
Leave a nigga dead in the middle of Atlanta
Straight drop! They drop rude as fuck
She said you rude as fuck
And if she said I’m rude as fuck
I’m a rude boy bitch, shut the fuck up
You rude as fuck she said I’m rude as fuck
You rude as fuck
I’m a rude boy bitch, shut the fuck up
Lil Shawty wan a smoke, burn up
Lil Shawty wan a drink, pass her a drink
She’s lookin at me crazy
Nah Soulja got a meek
Yea, I’m ridin round flexin hard
I got money in the front and the backyard
I got bricks like a back board
And I’m tatted like a vato
El chapo, call me el guapo
I be getting cash like nachos
I be getting cash like top spots
Ridin round with the red beam, red dot
She say I’m on, she she she she say I’m on
She she she she say I’m on
She she she she say I’m on
She said you rude as fuck
She said you rude as fuck
She said you rude as fuck
I’m a rude boy bitch, what the fuck is up?
She said you rude as fuck
She said you rude as fuck
She said you rude as fuck
I’m a rude boy bitch, what the fuck’s up?
Rolex on my wrist, what’s happenin?
Ain’t hard to tell time, 5 past the diamond
Lil Dre man, I’m big timin
In the hood and I’m still shinin
Cut off the lights, you see all my chains
Turn off the lights, you see all my rings
Turn on the light, bitches in my bed
Turn on the lights up in yo crib
Roaches going HAM
I be cashin out to the bank
15K in hunnids, got yo mama wanna suck me
Soulja Boy, I’m feeling lovely
Sip lean and I mix it up with bubbly
Flexin at the hotel
I just lost 70 bands, shit oh well
I’m a young rich nigga nigga take a picture
It’ll last longer bitch nigga
She said you rude as fuck
She said you rude as fuck
She said you rude as fuck
I’m a rude boy bitch, shut the fuck up
She said you rude as fuck
She said you rude as fuck
She said you rude as fuck
I’m a rude boy bitch, what the fuck’s up?
Ice all on my neck, what you expect?
I’m a young hood nigga with a fuckin check
I remember back then
They ain’t had a fuckin pitch
I remember back then
Ain’t had a pot to piss in
These days I’m swaggin long distance
I took a trip to Japan just for instance
I’m smoking on this kush, pass me the incense
Lil Dre I’m getting money
Fuck these haters dog
Blunt after blunt, cup after cup
Bitch after bitch and slut after slut
I’m countin up my money so we
Like to say count up
I just came back from Columbia, mount up
I got pounds in the attic
Pounds in the basement soulja Boy rad shit
Soulja tote that motherfuckin hammer
Leave a nigga dead in the middle of Atlanta
Straight drop! They drop rude as fuck
She said you rude as fuck
And if she said I’m rude as fuck
I’m a rude boy bitch, shut the fuck up
You rude as fuck she said I’m rude as fuck
You rude as fuck
I’m a rude boy bitch, shut the fuck up