Soft Lyrics - God Will'n - Juelz Santana

They say I'm comin' too hard, huh? 

I say these niggas comin' too soft 

All them niggas soft 

Yeah... 

Go for that soft 

I sold that brick soft 

This why I sell, so soft 

My girl hair so soft 

These Louis shoes so soft 

You hoe niggas so soft 

My AK for assaults 

I'm sippin' this sauce 

My dick won't stay soft 

My car seats so soft 

These Z Tags say "boss" 

You hoe niggas so soft 

You hoe niggas so soft 

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My car seats so soft 

Your army so soft 

Real bitch and she like me 

'cause I make sure she get off 

These niggas claimin' they winnin' 

but when I'm around they lost 

I'm in a new car, four door, double R, logo 

Big rims, no spokes, small tires, low-pro 

You pussies know that I'm no joke 

How you want it? 4-O? 

Four four for cinco, no ocho, just blow-blow 

Still duckin' the po-po 

I make her come back like a yo-yo 

I'm like Ice T with that white girl 

Still gettin' money off cocoa 

Still flyer than all y'all 

Shit, tell me somethin' I don't know 

Got a bad bitch bouncin' on my stick 

Like a pogo, screamin' "YOLO" 

My diamonds be shinin' 

Like a snow cone, I'm so froze 

Far as that dough goes 

I'm Russell Simmons, you JoJo 

My type get real cash 

Your type get killed fast 

Y'all niggas like soft booty 

Get it? Real ass 

You hoe niggas so soft 

Why don't you hoe niggas get lost? 

I'll pay to see you gone 

How much is you niggas gon' cost? 

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You hoe niggas so soft 

You hoe niggas so soft 

You hoe niggas so soft 

You hoe niggas so soft 

Right back in the hood, fresh off tour 

Jumpin' out that new four-door 

Bust down APR shores 

All this stuntin' ain't called for 

None of these bitches ain't all yours 

None of these niggas hardcore 

Young fly nigga, I'm fresh, man! 

Bad bitch with me at sophomore 

My Rolex is like Mayweather's 

I make it rain like May weather 

Ask them hoes at KOD 

I don't throw paper, I spray cheddar 

Your whip mean? Mine way better 

Chicks they greet and love me 

Up in the corner and hug me 

Go all these hoes tryin' to fuck me 

'Cause that leather handle so soft 

All I know is go hard 

High as fuck, I'm on Mars 

My pockets on black card 

'Cause it ain't no limit (ain't no limit) 

To the shit I'm spendin' (shit I'm spendin') 

It's double-M-G (double-M-G) 

Yeah nigga, we winnin' 

You hoe niggas so soft 

You hoe niggas so soft 

You hoe niggas so soft 

You hoe niggas so soft 

I'm in the hood with that white thing... 

Mister Softee 

Tell them kids don't run up 

Got it on me, now get 'em off me 

Get 'em off me, get 'em off me 

Before I make it hot like coffee 

Just seen 'em put a hole-in-one 

and I ain't gon' let 'em golf me 

Got a O-Z of that loudmouth 

My smoke never speak softly 

Ride on that dick flow 

My bitch never go off-beat 

Only time that I'm off feet 

Known to stand on my own two 

If you 'round me, you gotta go hard 

Soft niggas I don't do 

These niggas ain't family 

If you was, I would've disowned you 

And fucked bitches that won't do 

Call a bitch who want to 

Gotta feel me, my texture 

These dumb bitches too extra 

I just kicked this bitch up off the bus, had to "next" her 

I'm too strong in these streets, boy 

Please don't make me flex up 

You know nothin' 'bout this 

I do this, I'm a expert 

DVs go off, like the TVs in my loft 

That's HD on my HT 

These hoe niggas so soft...