[Intro: Master P]
Eeny-Meeny-Miny-Moe
The soulja boy never let you go
You gotta' man he ain't got to know
And tell your friends keep it on the low
(Ya heard!)

[Chorus: Master P & Erika Fox]
Hut 1, hut 1, hut 2 What!
Hut 1, hut 1, hut 2 Huh!
The way - you - make - me - feel
Make me wanna run wit' you
Soulja boy can I roll wit' you?
The way - you - make - me - feel
Make me wanna run wit' you
Soulja boy can I roll wit' you?
I'm always lovin' you

[Verse 1: Master P]
Check it out
You and ya girls come follow me
I'm the ghetto Bill Gates, they call me Master P
I learnt in the 3rd don't trust your fo'z
I gotta couple diamonds with a mouth fulla gold
Platinum on the wrist, Bentley in the dri-i-i-ve
I learnt in the bricks how to slang and survi-i-i-ve
We No Limit Soldiers till the day that we die
And all my souljas rest, raise ya hands up high
[Chorus: Master P & Erika Fox]
Hut 1, hut 1, hut 2 What!
Hut 1, hut 1, hut 2 Huh!
The way - you - make - me - feel
Make me wanna run wit' you
Soulja boy can I roll wit' you?
The way - you - make - me - feel
Make me wanna run wit' you
Soulja boy can I roll wit' you?
I'm always lovin' you

[Verse 2: Master P]
How do you do my senorita
Finally say "I'm glad to meet ya"
Take you out the ghetto and then I'll treat ya
I won't let you cry and I'll never beat ya
Ya got a man, I hope he can keep ya
Hit me on the cell or on the beepa
Roll a 600 Benz to the spot I'ma freak ya
Then pick a hotel that me and you can creep too

[Bridge]
Hut 1, hut 1, hut 2 What!
Hut 1, hut 1, hut 2 Huh!
Hut 1, hut 1, hut 2 What!
Hut 1, hut 1, hut 2 Huh!
[Chorus: Master P & Erika Fox]
Hut 1, hut 1, hut 2 What!
Hut 1, hut 1, hut 2 Huh!
The way - you - make - me - feel
Make me wanna run wit' you
Soulja boy can I roll wit' you?
The way - you - make - me - feel
Make me wanna run wit' you
Soulja boy can I roll wit' you?

[Verse 3: Erika Fox]
I'll be your soulja girl
Ain't nothin' like my soulja boy
I'll be your soulja girl
I need a soulja boy ready to go to war
A fire boy with 20'z on his car
When I need some love he won't be far
I need a ride or die thug that can work dat floor (that's me)
Talk that talk, but keep it real
And never stop but pays the bills
And I love the way he makes me feel
Thats why this soulja girls gonna keep it real (yeahh)

[Chorus: Master P & Erika Fox]
Hut 1, hut 1, hut 2 What!
Hut 1, hut 1, hut 2 Huh!
The way - you - make - me - feel
Make me wanna run wit' you
Soulja boy can I roll wit' you?
The way - you - make - me - feel
Make me wanna run wit' you
Soulja boy can I roll wit' you?
I'm always lovin' you
[Outro]
Hut 1, hut 1, hut 2 Ha!
Hut 1, hut 1, hut 2 What!
Hut 1, hut 1, hut 2 Ha!
Hut 1, hut 1, hut 2 Ha!
Hut 1, hut 1, hut 2 (I told you, can't you heard? I told you)
Hut 1, hut 1, hut 2 (Haa)
Hut 1, hut 1, hut 2 (Don't tell me you don't remember me)
Hut 1, hut 1, hut 2 (Can't fly shit)
Hut 1, hut 1, hut 2 (And it's like...)
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
No Limit Soldiers can't be stop (Man)
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah (Gonna walk over you)
No Limit Soldiers can't be stop
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah! (Yeah, P back in this, ya heard?)
No Limit Soldiers can't be stop
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah! (This one goes out to my souljas, fool)
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah! (Ya heard?)

The way - you - make - me - feel
Make me wanna run wit you
Soulja boy can I roll wit you?
The way - you - make - me - feel
Make me wanna run wit you
Soulja boy can I roll wit you?
I'm always lovin' you