Letra da Música Pablo Escobar de Soulja Boy

Wow, Soulja, Hey, Soulja
Hey Pablo, Hey, Pablo
They know just how we roll
They know how we roll
50k a show know we gettin doe and
Everywhere we go yeah we on a roll
Everywhere we go yeah we stackin doe
Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey
Ya, ya, hey, hey, hey

Pablo Escobar, Pablo Escobar
Pablo Escobar, Pablo Escobar
Pablo Escobar, Pablo Escobar
Pablo Escobar, Pablo Escobar

When you getting all this money
These niggas they look at you funny
These niggas thirsty bitches hungry
All I wanna be is Pablo

Wait I just got back, automatic strap hold up
Whole lotta bitches in the vip, Ak47 make em flip
Whole lotta money in the vip
Ridin wit the thang on my hip
I know these niggas they want me to slip
Ice in my ear so clear
Cuban link all on my neck
Ridin round town on a jet
Flex and Finesse gold on my rolex
Stacking up all this cake
No Flex, No flex zone getting
I can fuck his baby momma
Ridin round town got money
Young Soulja Boy make it rain make it thunder
Money coming in and I feel like Pablo
Cheese coming like it is nacho
All these bitches on me, All I want is the guap tho
And all my niggas on top
Be sitting in the Pent House that be the top floor
Smoking on Kush y'all niggas say you getting money
But we know you not tho

Pablo Escobar, Pablo Escobar
Pablo Escobar, Pablo Escobar
Pablo Escobar, Pablo Escobar
Pablo Escobar, Pablo Escobar

When you getting all this money
These niggas they look at you funny
These niggas thirsty bitches hungry
All I wanna be is Pablo

Hold up, Hold up, Hold up, Hold up
They say I wouldn't make it
Now im ridin drop top 2014 Bentley
All through Las Vegas
I know that they mad that I made it
I know that they hate it
I look at they look at they faces
We switching the money by cases
I do not need no favors
Soulja Boy stunt on them haters
Stunt on them Stunt on them haters
My car different flavors
My crib got a elevator, Ride it up like a escalator
Money I penetrate
Niggas they hating they fake
They tryna stop my money but I know they can't
I'm laughing all the way to the bank
Bitches is hitting my phone
They wanna come chill with a throne
Young Soulja Boy I be on, Flexing
And going they blowing my phone
Like damn leave me alone, I'm Soulja the king
I'm Soulja supreme when I think
I'm up on my jet, Flex and finessing my rolex
And Ap and ice on my neck
I'm feeling like Pablo Escobar
Cause I'm the connect, Overlord 90
Bitch take a trip, Water whipping in the Medellín
Got bitches calling me the fucking king
Soulja Boy Tell'em Ak-47 Mac-11 crack yo cerebellum