I'm Bout tha Stax (intro) Songtext
von Soulja Boy

I′m 'bout the swag, I′m 'bout the ice
I'm ′bout to cop me one tonight
I don′t really care the price, 'cause my bankroll right
Ridin′ on Toyota, on Pinolla
That's just how we get it, though
Choppin′ ola, I was holdin', forty-five, listen doe

Forty-five to get stashed to buy them new Dickies, man
A S.O.D. charm piece, man that′s fifty grand
Arab tatted up and gathered up the whole guap
S.O.D. gang six figures, quarter million copped, 'cause

I'm ′bout the cars, I′m 'bout the swag
I′m 'bout the whip, I′m 'bout the rag
I′m 'bout the bricks, I'm ′bout the flips
I′m 'bout the chips, I′m 'bout the dips
I′m 'bout the stacks, talkin′ stacks, stacks
Talkin' 'bout the stacks, stacks, stacks


I′m ′bout the cars, I'm ′bout the swag
I'm ′bout the whip, I'm ′bout the rag
I'm 'bout the bricks, I′m ′bout the flips
I'm ′bout the chips, I'm ′bout the dips
I'm ′bout the stacks, talkin' stacks, stacks
Talkin' ′bout the stacks, stacks, stacks

I′m 'bout the bank, I′m 'bout to vote
I′m bout the this ain't what you thought
I′m ridin' clean, I got guap, I'm doin′ me I′m on the top
I'm ′bout the ice, I'm ′bout the shine
I'm ′bout the work, I'm 'bout the grind
I′m ′bout to get 'em, got ′em, see 'em song
Gettin′ every dollar doe

When you see me pop your collar, I'ma throw out every dollar
Soulja Boy′s not a scholar, bank is full of million dollars
Get 'em S.O.D. we got 'em, scream S.O.D. we holla
Too much swag, yes, we ballin′, I′m a money baller

I'm ′bout the cars, I'm ′bout the swag
I'm ′bout the whip, I'm 'bout the rag
I′m ′bout the bricks, I'm ′bout the flips
I'm ′bout the chips, I'm ′bout the dips
I'm 'bout the stacks, talkin′ stacks, stacks
Talkin′ 'bout the stacks, stacks, stacks


I′m 'bout the cars, I′m 'bout the swag
I′m 'bout the whip, I'm ′bout the rag
I′m 'bout the bricks, I′m 'bout the flips
I′m 'bout the chips, I′m 'bout the dips
I'm ′bout the stacks, talkin′ stacks, stacks
Talkin' ′bout the stacks, stacks, stacks

Man, I'm a trapaholic, rapaholic hustler
Down on your decimal, make me a customer
S.O.D. machine don′t need no cash register
All the money added up, pass me the duffle

Bag full of grands, a couple bands, understand
I'm the man when I land overseas, in Japan
I seen you wishin′ he'd-a quit it you can't get like me
A lot of rappers mad, ′cause they can′t make no hits like me

I'm ′bout the cars, I'm ′bout the swag
I'm ′bout the whip, I'm 'bout the rag
I′m ′bout the bricks, I'm ′bout the flips
I'm ′bout the chips, I'm ′bout the dips
I'm 'bout the stacks, talkin′ stacks, stacks
Talkin′ 'bout the stacks, stacks, stacks

I′m 'bout the cars, I′m 'bout the swag
I′m 'bout the whip, I'm ′bout the rag
I′m 'bout the bricks, I′m 'bout the flips
I′m 'bout the chips, I′m 'bout the dips
I'm ′bout the stacks, talkin′ stacks, stacks
Talkin' ′bout the stacks, stacks, stacks

Cars, swag
Whip, rag
Bricks, flips
Chips, dips
Stacks, stacks, stacks
I'm ′bout the stacks, stacks, stacks

I'm ′bout the cars, swag
Whip, rag
Bricks, flips
Chips, dips
Stacks, stacks, stacks
Talkin' 'bout the stacks, stacks, stacks