[Into]

[Hook]
I be nothing but ???boy ???boy
Life ain’t nothing but a funny funny riddle
Thank God I'm a Country Boy
Thank God I'm a Country Boy
Thank God, Thank God I'm a Country Boy, boy

I be nothing but ???boy ???boy
Thank God I'm a Country Boy
Thank God I'm a Country Boy
Thank God, Thank God I'm a Country Boy, boy

[Verse 1: Soulja Boy]
I woke up feelin' like the mother fuckin' man
2005 I had a fuckin' master plan, 2011 I hold a Hundred Million
In my hand, Im the king, yes, yes, yes I am
N***as talkin' down, but bitch im goin' up
Ridin' through my damn city like what, the fuck
I'm a god damn mother fuckin' prophet
N***as hatin' on my clique I tell a bitch, stop it
Hold that, ho fast ima getta ho thangs
Chicken one swing and it look like propanes
Goddamn its Lil' Dre, swag bout a hundred k
Any rapper, any beat, im hittin' n***a Hundred times
Lil' Dre a Hundred riding drum on that clip through
Tell em what that shit do, that whole thang will flip you
Your whole crew gon' miss you, missle
N***a the hollow tip will hit you from narrow bone to your tissue, what up?
[Hook]
I be nothing but ???boy ???boy
Thank God I'm a Country Boy
Thank God I'm a Country Boy
Thank God, Thank God I'm a Country Boy, boy

I be nothing but ???boy ???boy
Thank God I'm a Country Boy
Thank God I'm a Country Boy
Thank God, Thank God I'm a Country Boy, boy

[Verse 2: Soulja Boy]
I woke up, Anotha day
I might hit the mall and spend about a Hundred K
They call me Soulja Boy, or Lil' Dre
If ye ain't talkin' money, get the fuck up out my face
If its a murder scene, there ain't no witness
I ain't bein' mean bitch, I'm just bout business
Go an rep where you from, n***a throw it up
In my Bugatti, police trynna slow me up
If I ran for the damn election, I would get elected
Swag so meticulous
I lived to see a black president, I lived to see a 20 million dollar residence
Its Lil' Dre, man I feel great
Fuck your life, fuck your bitch, fuck your mama too
Fuck Any n***a hatin' on my fuckin' crew
SOD money gang, bitch I thought you knew
[Hook]
I be nothing but ???boy ???boy
Thank God I'm a Country Boy
Thank God I'm a Country Boy
Thank God, Thank God I'm a Country Boy, boy

[Verse 3: Soulja Boy]
I dropped 30K, in foot soldiers
South panola high school, boy I been told ya
N***a swung, then I ducked and I been fold him
Fuck ya talkin' bout, Soulja Boy done been told em
The cash, bitch I been showed them
In the strip club a Hundred K, I been throw'd it
Real talk on that Lambo, I been blow'd it
And I'm on but, you been know that
Before he swung on me, shit I been stole on em
Before he can roll the blunt, shit I been smoked it
He wanna tow the gun now, shit I been towed it
He wanna fuck the bitch now, kid I been poked her
Try to cop a chain now, my shit been frozen
Try to buy the Bentley bitch, I done been drove it
He got one bitch, n***a I got 8 open
Swag kilo, looking like Beethoven

[Hook]
I be nothing but ???boy ???boy
Thank God I'm a Country Boy
Thank God I'm a Country Boy
Thank God, Thank God I'm a Country Boy, boy