Soulja Boy Tell 'em - Test My Nutz Lyrics

[Intro:]
Mayne, what da f*ck these niggaz talkin bout mayne?
These weak ass niggaz.
I just got this muthaf*ckin MP-37 shipped from Japan on yo ass, nigga. Muthaf*ckin infrared beam on dat muthaf*cka
Automatic clips, banana clips and some mo shit muthaf*cka, wat u talkin bout mayne?
Shit finna get serious right about now, mayne.
Soulja Boy up in dis muthaf*cka, nigga
Got dis muthaf*ckin MP-37 shipped from Africa on yo ass, bitch
F*ck you gon do now?

[Verse 1:]
Bitch, I stepped out tha car and I'm ready for whatever
Got my muthaf*ckin glock and I'm aiming at yo' sweater.
When I hit you in yo head you gon drop just like a car
Ain't no muthaf*ckin sucker so don't play me like no lollipop
Here tha Tec9, betta tighten up yo vest
If I hit you with that cal you besta throw up yo f*ckin set
Headed to tha spot with my niggas and we smokin dro
F*ckin on yo momma in tha middle of tha studio
BITCH

What tha f*ck going on mayne? I got this muthaf*ckin ICS-MP5 A4 automatic
Shipped from muthaf*ckin Britain on your ass, nigga.
What da f*ck going on?
Got dis muthaf*ckin infrared beam and tha muthaf*ckin red [? ]
Got this muthaf*ckin scope, aiming at you muthaf*ckin throat.
Goddamn, I got this muthaf*ckin sniper rifle, mayne. In tha muthaf*ckin bushes waiting for that nigga to come outside.

[Verse 2:]
Bitch you bet not come outside or I'm a hit you with that glock
Hit yo ass in yo chest I'm gonna make yo f*ckin heart stop
Drop on tha floor, like a muthaf*ckin bitch, ain't no muthaf*ckin sucker, ain't I dun told you this?
I don't really give a f*ck.
Meet me at my house.
I'm gon' come outside and punch yo bitch in yo f*ckin mouth
Drop up on tha floor, and you get stomped like a f*ckin ho
Na I get tha Reeboks slidin on yo head, you a ho
NIGGA

Mayne what tha f*ck going, mayne? I got dis muthaf*ckin AK-20E on yo ass nigga.
Shipped from muthaf*ckin China
Got this muthaf*ckin 5.56milimeter to a 9.62milimeter on yo ass bitch
Firearm, double barrel, with tha PHEND Unit on dat muthaf*cka and da scope
With tha infrared red, on yo head. Mayne, f*ck ya'll niggas. WHATS UP?

[Verse 3:]
Yeah, what you gonna do?
Bitch ass nigga I got you scared
I'm gon run up on you crazy and I'm gon bust yo head
In da middle of road while everybody lookin
I'm gon run up on yo ass, and yo jaw get tooken
By my muthaf*ckin fist, I'm gon punch you just like this
POP POP POP, till you drop like a muthaf*ckin bitch
Youz a muthaf*ckin pussy ho, you smell just like some fish
I don't really give a f*ck, youz a weak [sissy] ass bitch.
BITCH

[Outro:]
F*ck you gon do nigga?
I got this muthaf*ckin [? ] MK-7.69milimeter [? ] machine gun from Fruitpunch, Alabama.
Designed for MFGs from tha muthaf*ckin black market, bitch!
Tha side scope folds like a muthaf*ckin suitcase.
[? ] with extra clips and mags muthaf*cka
And da muthaf*ckin M-14 with tha muthaf*ckin scope, nigga
BITCH
Stankin ass nigga
Got these muthaf*ckin assault rifles
Muthaf*ckin army guns nigga
Muthaf*ckin navy guns nigga
Rocket launchers and shit nigga
BITCH