Soulja Boy - Mayday Lyrics

Swag (swag swag swag)

[chorus]
Mayday, Mayday, Mayday, Mayday,
Mayday, Mayday, Mayday, Mayday,
January, February, March April Mayday,
We'll be getting bitches, going motherfucking crazay!
Mayday, Mayday, Mayday, Mayday,
Mayday, Mayday, Mayday, Mayday,
January, February, March April Mayday,
We'll be getting bitches, going motherfucking crazay!

[Verse 1 - Tinie Tempah]
January, February, March April Mayday,
I like my brown coffee with some motherfucking Baileys,
I'm never banging (uhh) probably never banging (yeah),
But I shout out, the nigga Bow Wow,
and shout out the nigga Ray J,
Riding my Mercedes, whiter than the K, K K, (swag)
Chauffeur don't impress 'em, then I bet the fucking may may,
I'm private so I put my girls on seperate planes to vacate,
And I promise I'ma land and they ain't even mis raining,
I talk talk, I walk, stars come out when I tour,
Will I Am, a thug you bitch, two peas in a pod,
I got so many awards, I'm a 'mill short of the four,
That's a slight exagerration
but I'm never gonna' be poor, bitch!

[chorus]
Mayday, Mayday, Mayday, Mayday,
Mayday, Mayday, Mayday, Mayday,
January, February, March April Mayday,
We'll be getting bitches, going motherfucking crazay!
Mayday, Mayday, Mayday, Mayday,
Mayday, Mayday, Mayday, Mayday,
January, February, March April Mayday,
We'll be getting bitches, going motherfucking crazay!

[Verse 2 - Chipmunk]
Okay, so Tinie wants me on Mayday,
Every day is my payday,
Talk shit and get punched up, my niggas got David Hay way,
Whiskey on the rock's what we taste,
Drink until I can't pee straight,
And your girl wants a golden waterfall,
that's what I call a P take,
I got 30 odd on my neck, 25 on my wrist,
Couple rabbits go (ahh) to make this fur coat that I'm in,
Straight, relocate to another town,
Every year that's another house,
Picture me when I'm 25, Lord help me, I'm 20 now,
And my attitude's a little street,
Girls give me brain and still call me sweet,
I don't kiss, let alone tell,
but there's 'nuff famous girls that I've beat,
Straight, I've been doing this 'ting properly,
Close to the jewels to the property,
Scolding still ain't as hot as me,
And I make Muhammad, that's profit G!

[chorus]
Mayday, Mayday, Mayday, Mayday,
Mayday, Mayday, Mayday, Mayday, (Soulja Boy tell 'em)
January, February, March April Mayday,
We'll be getting bitches, going motherfucking crazay!
Mayday, Mayday, Mayday, Mayday,
Mayday, Mayday, Mayday, Mayday,
January, February, March April Mayday,
We'll be getting bitches, going motherfucking crazay!
(We in the club, it's going down, let's get 'em!)

[Verse 3 - Soulja Boy]
January, February, March April Mayday,
Yes, I hop up out the bed and you know that it's a payday,
Everywhere we go we got the girls going crazay,
Christmas in my ashtray,
Oh mayne, that shit cray',
Oh mayne, hold up mayne, that G6 uhh vacate,
I hit the block, I'ma gone scrape,
Poured up with the sun ray,
Soulja tell 'em, I ain't whatcha say,
I pulled up like Santa's sleigh,
Money on deck, every day,
Cashed up, yeah I'm getting payed,
Her ass fat like Jenna Shay,
I'm tatted up like Lil' Wayne,
Let her on, we run the train,
My alias ain't AKA,
My snapback is Obey,
I'm on her head like a Toupé,
Yeah everybody know me, we can mention it, yeah okay!

[chorus]
Mayday, Mayday, Mayday, Mayday, (Swag!)
Mayday, Mayday, Mayday, Mayday!
...Mayday!