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[Intro]
(YUP!) Soulja Boy tell 'em (YUP!)
(YUP!) S.O.D. money gang (YUP!)
S.O.D. money mafia (YUP!) S.O.D. is the label (YUP!)

[Chorus]
Rubberband chain on my neck (with my yums on)
Screamin out Stacks On Deck (with my yums on)
Cashin hundred thousand dollar checks (with my yums on - YUP!)
With my yums on (YUP!) With my yums on (YUP!)
Gucci bandana, gold grill (with my yums on)
Money hongry so I keep it real (with my yums on)
Man, I'ma tell ya how it is (with my yums on - YUP!)
With my yums on (YUP!) With my yums on (YUP!)

[Verse 1]
Step up on the scene, now you know who it be
Fresh yums with the hat, bet' get like me
Hollerin out I got my swag back, pull up to the club
Sittin clean in a Cadillac, yums with the Gucci strap
Yo' girl had a heart attack, when she my smile
Yo she's old like an artifact, all I can say is wow
Yums hat, yums bag, yums lugage, pants sag
Soulja Boy the money man, yo' girl my number one fan

[Chorus]

[Verse 2]
My closet is amazing, it's full of fruity colors
Fruity flavors it look crazy, I'm so busy, you so lazy
I'm so clean, you so lame, yellow yums chain
I got money on deck, I got yums so fresh
Man Soulja Boy tell 'em yeah tell 'em like you told me to
I take a band and blow it man it's just a grand that's how we do
Yums is my choice of shoes and here's how you supposed to rock
A candy paint with a candy hat, I'm so fresh I can't stop

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
Cupcake, candy-apple, lemonade, fresh
Man step up on the stage, make the girls lose they breath
Man I'm fresher than the next money, keepin this hat tilt (tilt)
And this chain on my chest man I wear nuttin less
than a grand (grand) man (man)
A whole duffle bag full of bands (bands)
Damn (damn) Soulja Boy the man
Now y'all understand you can't touch me busta
You need to ketchup cause you still in the mustard

[Chorus]

[Outro]
Wit my yums on (*to fade*)