Soulja Boy & Bow Wow – Fucking Up A Check

[Hook: Soulja Boy]
Go ahead, fuck it up
Forgiato when I’m pulling up
I put Forgi’s on a Bentley truck
Made it hurricane when I hit the club
Fucking up a check, fucking up a check
Fucking up a check, let’s fuck up a check
Fucking up a check, fucking up a check
Let’s fuck up a check, fucking up a check

[Verse 1: Soulja Boy]
I’m fucking up designer, I’m fucking up Versace
When I hit the club, tattoos on my body
Make it hurricane, make it thunderstorm
I’mma make it flash flood, ain’t no one
Walked in the club, I got all of this cash, yuh
I’mma hit the club, yeah I’mma bring them bands, yuh
Bring them bands out, bring them xans out
She just dropped it down, chopper hundred rounds
I got a check, I got a check, and they know that I’m stunting
She want the dick, she want the dick, I gave her the dick and some molly
I post in the club, I post in the club, I’m sitting on Forgiato’s
All this money on me, I came from the bottom

[Hook: Soulja Boy]
Go ahead, fuck it up
Forgiato when I’m pulling up
I put Forgi’s on a Bentley truck
Made it hurricane when I hit the club
Fucking up a check, fucking up a check
Fucking up a check, let’s fuck up a check
Fucking up a check, fucking up a check
Let’s fuck up a check, fucking up a check

[Verse 2: Soulja Boy]
Everything new down to my shoes
From my belt to my shoes to my Christian Loubs’
Hopped out the coupe too, dog pouring up juice
Walking in the club pouring up, bottles and I’m too cool
I came from the bottom, you don’t want these problems
I be getting money, riding with my shottas
Riding with my shooters, hanging with the goblins
Riding with a bad bitch hopping out bugattis
Pinkie ring plus my cuban link cost a new Ferrari
Hopping out the Jag, watch a nigga flash, snapped by paparazzi

[Hook: Soulja Boy]
Go ahead, fuck it up
Forgiato when I’m pulling up
I put Forgi’s on a Bentley truck
Made it hurricane when I hit the club
Fucking up a check, fucking up a check
Fucking up a check, let’s fuck up a check
Fucking up a check, fucking up a check
Let’s fuck up a check, fucking up a check

[Verse 3: Bow Wow]
I just blew my CSI money on a bad bitch
Soulja blow that VH1 money, dog you been rich
Came in a 2-seater, how these hoes gon’ fit
We don’t love ’em, we don’t cuff ’em, and you know that she a flip
Couple bad white bitches and we got ’em off the blow
Now the molly kicking in, you know these hoes is ’bout to go
Gotta weigh Lil Soulja up my nigga those are from a four
We just fuck ’em, let ’em go
Soulja, we don’t love these hoes
We at LD on a monday, young rich niggas in my section
It’s a hundred G for my necklace, young nigga pull up hot but I’m flexing

[Hook: Soulja Boy]
Go ahead, fuck it up
Forgiato when I’m pulling up
I put Forgi’s on a Bentley truck
Made it hurricane when I hit the club
Fucking up a check, fucking up a check
Fucking up a check, let’s fuck up a check
Fucking up a check, fucking up a check
Let’s fuck up a check, fucking up a check

Soulja Boy – Rockstar letras

[Intro]
Rich Gang nigga, rich gang in our bag nigga
Ay man, Rich Gang in the fuckin’ buildin’
London On Da motherfuckin’ Track
Soulja!
Yeah, I’ma just pour up the four
All of my niggas on go
Choppers underneath the floor
Strapped everywhere we go
We get money on the road

[Hook]
I’m a rock star, I’m a rock star
All I need is the guitar
I’m a rock star, I’m a rock star
All I need is the guitar
I’m a rock star, I’m a rock star
All I need is the guitar
I’ma go pour me a cup
I’ma go pop me a bar
I’m a rock star, I’m a rock star
All I need is the guitar
I’m a rock star, I’m a rock star
All I need is the guitar
I’m a rock star, I’m a rock star
All I need is the guitar
I’ma go pour me a cup
I’ma go pop me a bar
[Verse 1]
Rock star status
Come in it be swaggin’
Came in he be dabbin’
I’m dressed in the latest fashion
Pull up in a Bentley truck and it cost a millie
I just bought a Wraith, I got stars in the ceilin’
I’m cookin’ the crack
I’m servin’ that pack
London On Da Track
Stand in the trap
I make it right back
Broke nigga back back
In the penthouse pour up a four
Mansion came with the marble floor
Choppers, they underneath the flow
Fuck with Lil Soulja, the choppers gon’ blow
10 pints of the Hi-Tech
20 pints of the Actavis
100,000 Xans
I just took a trip over to France
Young nigga gettin’ money and I know they see it
I done prayed to God, this shit turned me to a demon

[Hook]
I’m a rock star, I’m a rock star
All I need is the guitar
I’m a rock star, I’m a rock star
All I need is the guitar
I’m a rock star, I’m a rock star
All I need is the guitar
I’ma go pour me a cup
I’ma go pop me a bar
I’m a rock star, I’m a rock star
All I need is the guitar
I’m a rock star, I’m a rock star
All I need is the guitar
I’m a rock star, I’m a rock star
All I need is the guitar
I’ma go pour me a cup
I’ma go pop me a bar

[Verse 2]
Smokin’ on dope like the Haitians
Can’t fuck with the bitch if she basic
Pull up right on you, just see your location
Rollin’ up Backwoods and (?) on Vegas
I get the money, I don’t have no patience
Hop on the jet and I go to Las Vegas
Whippin’ my wrist, man a young nigga famous
.223 bullets, I’m grippin’ the stainless
Rockstar, rockstar, yeah I need two cups
Rockstar, rockstar, yeah and I’m piped up
Walk up in the club and I got 10 bad bitch
Make it rain in this bitch
Make it splash in this bitch
I just hit the cash
Trap nigga all about cash
Maserati do the dash
Runnin’ my check up so fast
Every chance that I get
When I get the money, I’ma shit on they ass
I’ma trap star, rap star, rock star, in love with the cash

[Hook]
I’m a rock star, I’m a rock star
All I need is the guitar
I’m a rock star, I’m a rock star
All I need is the guitar
I’m a rock star, I’m a rock star
All I need is the guitar
I’ma go pour me a cup
I’ma go pop me a bar
I’m a rock star, I’m a rock star
All I need is the guitar
I’m a rock star, I’m a rock star
All I need is the guitar
I’m a rock star, I’m a rock star
All I need is the guitar
I’ma go pour me a cup
I’ma go pop me a bar