Mean Mug

[Intro: Soulja Boy]

Soulja!

[Verse 1: Soulja Boy, 50 Cent & Both]

My flow sicker, your dough thick? Well, my dough thicker

You talk shit, I will kick your door, nigga

I call my goons, my brand new chopper is coming soon

AK-47 got 'em dialing 911

I pull that trigger, y'all fuck with my lil' nigga

I come through, get ya, hop out, them hollows hit ya

Keep thinking it's a game, niggas ain't playin'

Soulja Boy, I'll bust your brain

Nigga talking all that shit, y'all niggas cannot represent

Fucking with a young ass killer, young ass gorilla

Nigga, I'll split ya, I'll deal with ya, knife stick ya, ice pick ya

Run for your life, nigga, I won't tell ya twice

Bitch, go run, do the Dougie, all the gangstas, they love me

These hoes, they be all on me, they can't help that they want me

They want me back

I'm on another level, bitch, you heard me say that, didn't you?

S.O.D, I never mentioned you because you not worthy

Yeah, we royalty, don't talk to me, bitch, you not worthy

[Chorus: Soulja Boy, with 50 Cent]

Mean mug? Nigga, you gon' mug who?

Rob me? Nigga, we gon' rob you

Choppers on me, niggas, we don't give a fuck

I'm in the club, nigga, fuck your mean mug

Fuck your mean mug, nigga, fuck your mean mug

Fuck your mean mug, nigga, fuck your mean mug

Fuck your mean mug, nigga, fuck your mean mug

Fuck your mean mug, nigga, fuck your mean mug

[Verse 2: 50 Cent & Soulja Boy]

When I'm trippin', I'm twisted, I slap my clip in

When I flip, ho, duck down when I start gettin'

I'm iced out, bitch, my neck and my ears drippin'

I lost count, all this paper I be gettin'

Any fucking game, nigga, pass me the ball

And watch a nigga ball, I'm Gucci to the drawers

I'm money over all, I don't really give a fuck

Tatted on my neck and throat and them girls lick me up

Lick me up 'til I pop, shawty swallow every drop

From the balls to the top, she must do this shit a lot

She's a freak, she's a pro, got that paper, it's a go

Bring the kush, bring the dro, she might bless you on the low

Man, that's why I picked you off the ground

If you make a fucking sound

Disrespect my fucking crew, bitch, is you a fucking clown?

Get the fuck back, nigga, we up in the club

High as fuck, talk shit and you gon' get dropped

[Chorus: Soulja Boy, with 50 Cent]

Mean mug? Nigga, you gon' mug who?

Rob me? Nigga, we gon' rob you

Choppers on me, niggas, we don't give a fuck

I'm in the club, nigga, fuck your mean mug

Fuck your mean mug, nigga, fuck your mean mug

Fuck your mean mug, nigga, fuck your mean mug

Fuck your mean mug, nigga, fuck your mean mug

Fuck your mean mug, nigga, fuck your mean mug

[Outro: 50 Cent]

Yeah, misery loves company, nigga

I'll send you to see yo' dead motherfuckin' homies

Come right close to you, 187 to most of you

Chop-Choppin' out the window

Fuck is the matter with yo' face, nigga?

What the fuck is you lookin at?

I will spin that motherfuckin' barrel at you, nigga

Try me, ooh, I want you to try me, nigga!