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Soiladed (feat. Endstar) Video (MV)




Performed By: david halo
Length: 3:23
Written by: Alfonso Penna




david halo - Soiladed (feat. Endstar) Lyrics




Yuh, yuh

I'm so starstruck, uhhh
You want Starbucks?
Uhhh, nigga, you want Starbucks?
Bitch why you act so petty?
Why you want a party with some presents and confetti?
With your friends like "I shoulda cut em off already"
You ready? Cut me off, machete
Uh, damn, I don't want an Uber
I want deads, I'm a muhf*ckin loser
Make a sextape, I wanna Mega all the bloopers
Wanna download it to my personal computer
Uh, scary shit, nigga I am Freddy Krueger
Groups of shooters bigger than a motherf*cking tumor
Oh that's super!
NASCAR, wanna race her like a scooter
Wanna Razor like a scooter
She work at Hooter's
She ain't really good with computers
Chattin with my side girl while my main girl
Thinkin it is a message by a YouTube user
I don't wanna lose her

Nah, I don't want to lose her
Uh, wifey, wifey, that girl wifey
Gave me sloppy toppy then I ran off in a nike
And it's the killing season they sold your boy
Niggas know I crank that shit like Soulja Boy
My nigga tried to have me pay for they dinner
Uh, cut him off like Caitlyn Jenner
I'm a sinner and that's also true
Blind niggas don't know what's false or true
Most niggas don't follow rules like Apollo Crews
And most niggas don't know about no Mobb Deep's
And no Wu's, and no Nas, and no Pac, and no DOOM
Yeah it's true, they sleeping like they hitting snooze like Jews on a sunday
I f*ck with your head, f*ck living rich and dying poor
I'm making bread til my death bed
And thats fact, only language I speak
Yeah f*ck chat, yeah nigga I'm a f*cking freak
If a nigga talk too much, best believe that nigga vanished by next week
And I'm gone

Baby girl so faded, and my vision is blurry
Shit got me jaded, I need a McFlurry
So I can get sober, I don't even know her
Thirty first of October man, aye
I'm off this other xan, aye
No Uber credit, aye
Got nothing left on my debit
Walking home seeing double
Lesbians taking bubble baths
I'm seeing shit now
Riding our bikes all the way through town
Falling down, you fall down with me
High off life and the LSD and the ecstasy
And I'll probably end up a victim of OD
So I may aswell OD with an OJ
No Simpson, I'm sipping
Not drinking, aye
Scotty Pippen in this bitch
I'm Michael Jordan with the click, aye
I caught a flu, shit too sick, aye
But I'll OD right off this drink, ah...
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Yuh, yuh

I'm so starstruck, uhhh
You want Starbucks?
Uhhh, nigga, you want Starbucks?
Bitch why you act so petty?
Why you want a party with some presents and confetti?
With your friends like "I shoulda cut em off already"
You ready? Cut me off, machete
Uh, damn, I don't want an Uber
I want deads, I'm a muhf*ckin loser
Make a sextape, I wanna Mega all the bloopers
Wanna download it to my personal computer
Uh, scary shit, nigga I am Freddy Krueger
Groups of shooters bigger than a motherf*cking tumor
Oh that's super!
NASCAR, wanna race her like a scooter
Wanna Razor like a scooter
She work at Hooter's
She ain't really good with computers
Chattin with my side girl while my main girl
Thinkin it is a message by a YouTube user
I don't wanna lose her

Nah, I don't want to lose her
Uh, wifey, wifey, that girl wifey
Gave me sloppy toppy then I ran off in a nike
And it's the killing season they sold your boy
Niggas know I crank that shit like Soulja Boy
My nigga tried to have me pay for they dinner
Uh, cut him off like Caitlyn Jenner
I'm a sinner and that's also true
Blind niggas don't know what's false or true
Most niggas don't follow rules like Apollo Crews
And most niggas don't know about no Mobb Deep's
And no Wu's, and no Nas, and no Pac, and no DOOM
Yeah it's true, they sleeping like they hitting snooze like Jews on a sunday
I f*ck with your head, f*ck living rich and dying poor
I'm making bread til my death bed
And thats fact, only language I speak
Yeah f*ck chat, yeah nigga I'm a f*cking freak
If a nigga talk too much, best believe that nigga vanished by next week
And I'm gone

Baby girl so faded, and my vision is blurry
Shit got me jaded, I need a McFlurry
So I can get sober, I don't even know her
Thirty first of October man, aye
I'm off this other xan, aye
No Uber credit, aye
Got nothing left on my debit
Walking home seeing double
Lesbians taking bubble baths
I'm seeing shit now
Riding our bikes all the way through town
Falling down, you fall down with me
High off life and the LSD and the ecstasy
And I'll probably end up a victim of OD
So I may aswell OD with an OJ
No Simpson, I'm sipping
Not drinking, aye
Scotty Pippen in this bitch
I'm Michael Jordan with the click, aye
I caught a flu, shit too sick, aye
But I'll OD right off this drink, ah...
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Writer: Alfonso Penna
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