Soulja Boy – Let Me In Lyrics

Let Me In Lyrics by Soulja Boy

Thanks To lenny65 For Submitting These Lyrics

Ayy, Kicking in your door with the chopper let me in
(Hey)I got all this money on me, I dont know how much I’m goin go spend
Pull up on your block with that Draco nigga…………

Yeah, Yaa Ayy

Ayy, Kicking in your door with the chopper, nigga let me in
Hey, walk in the trap with them 100s, how much Imma spend
Hey, guess he mad cuz I’m fucking his babymoma and I’m stacking them divdends
Kick the door down in the rap game, they had to let me in
Yaah, at your front door with the Draco, let me in
Hey, shootas at the backdoor, they comin, dont let them in
Yeah, Dracos in the Bando, they spray at your letterman
Let me in, let me in, let me in
I change the weather just like I’m the weatherman

Why do these niggas they be hatin?
I came up in the trap on section 8
Zone 1, I was servin crack all day
I talk to my Moma everyday
I made a 100k yesterday, now I’m straight
I came up from breaking in Marta trains
I came up from trappin n cappin them things, now I’m movin to the finer things
Yaah, now I’m movin to designer things
Now I’m buying new Versace rings

I remember it was nothin on my plate
Now I go buy me some Gucci snakes
Feelin like Ironman in the Audi R8
Had to drop 50 thousand, my lawyer went n beat the case

Damn! Them niggas they lame
Damn it’s a shame
They broke, it’s no game
I came up from trappin that Caine
Now I ride Fire Flame
Yaah, niggas so lame
Yaah, Weatherman make it rain
Yaah, kicking shit like Liu Kang
Yaah, make it rain in the Blue Flame
Nigga dont play with my aim
I fell in love with sellin Cocaine
Cartel address me by my middle name

Dill Ave. I was trappin in zone 3
My stepmoma caught me with a pound a weed
Left Mississippi with 300 keys
Went back to Atlanta and posters on 3
Me and Tonio buy the yacht by the beach
Bought a Condo, flood it out with them things
12 tryna infiltrate on my team

Ayy, Kicking in your door with the chopper, nigga let me in
Hey, walk in the trap with them 100s, how much Imma spend
Hey, guess he mad cuz I’m fucking his babymoma and I’m stacking them divdends
Kick the door down in the rap game, they had to let me in
Yaah, at your front door with the Draco, let me in
Hey, shootas at the backdoor, they comin, dont let them in
Yeah, Dracos in the Bando, they spray at your letterman
Let me in, let me in, let me in
I change the weather just like I’m the weatherman

Pull out droppin sauce out the Aston
Paparazzi, camera flashin
350P from Alaska
Came up from trappin/cappin in Atlanta
Pour a 4 straight drop in the Fanta
Pop a Xan while I’m gripping my hammer
Draco flip a nigga just like a channel
Gold AK-47 light him up like a candle

Light him up like a candle, you know that my young niggas savage
Servin the Molly, I’m gripping my Ratchet
Mini Draco on me, you know that I’m blastin
Started pimpin then I start trappin
Start cappin then I start rappin
Bought a Bentley then I bought a Lamb
Bought a Maserati, God damn!
All this money on me, know I’m the man
Came up from trappin them Xans
All of my niggas dey gettin to the bands
Yeah I’m thumbin through them bands

Now I’m gettin 50 for a show
Yeah I had to go globe
All this money on me now, know I keep a bankroll
Know the diamonds so froze
Know that the diamonds so cold
100 shootas pullin up they want gold
Chopper on me wet a nigga on the road

Feelin like ya, ya… Money stack
Ugh, ugh…Pull up on you, gdla gdla
Money right? Nah
My whip.. New
Chain…Oouu
Shit… On you
Rain came out the zoo!
Nigga made the news
Front page me and Money Gang crew
Straighten my…..Life
Pull up…..Ice
Chain…..Light
Ring…..Blaow!
Pull up…..Glacier
Ice…..Paper
Get to the money, I stunt on my haters
Stack the M&MS up, skyscraper
Keys on me, keys on me…Zaytoven
In the bentley and I’m…Rollin
Maison Margiela, 3rd eye open
Maison, Maison Margiela my Rolly
Ralph Lauren, Polo, know it’s on me
I do the vlong T with Givenchy
In the trap with a cool 100 on me
In Zone 1 gettin alot a money