Lyrics:

Time to get silly baby!

[Soulja Boy, Intro:]
Soulja Boy Tell 'Em, This tha remix
V.I.C. You already know what it is man
It's ya folk Soulja Boy Tell 'Em
Checkin' in everything we do too silly man

[V.I.C., Chorus:]
Get silly, Get silly, Get silly, Get silly,
Get silly, Get silly, Get silly, Get silly

[V.I.C., Verse 1:]
Yeeaaahhhh, I'm feelin' myself
I've got the number one single, I'm feelin' my wealth
Yeeeaaahh, Now what you know about me
Call me Mr. '08, 'cause this year about me
I'm rookie of the year, but a major in the league
So, how you doin' haters stay away from me
You don't wanna see the chopper (bllaaaatt)
When the boys get silly (blllaaaattt)
And they rainin' on ya block, and ya brains like chile
Get Silly!

[Soulja Boy, Verse 2:]
My chain too silly, my watch too dumb
Only rapper on myspace with more friends then Tom
1 for the money, 2 for the count
Ridin' in the vehicle I can't even pronounce
S.O.D. Money game, money keep stackin'
I leaked every song, and I still went platnuim
Fruit Loop silly, candy painted flav. cars
You are a prisoner behind the 8 bars

[V.I.C., Chorus:]
Get silly, Get silly, Get silly, Get silly,
Get silly, Get silly, Get silly, Get silly

[Bun B, Verse 3:]
Ohh, Yeah, this big Bun B the baby southern OG
I'm Pimp C's brother every body knows me
Comin' from that PAT, with Mr. V.I.C.
Young Mogul, ENT.
If you don't like it we a D
I'm here at ringtone misc. and ringtone net
Tryin' to label southern dance music, ringtone rap
They cappin' on the coop, but ain't a damn thing funny
They ain't hatin' on the music, they hatin' on the money

[E-40, Verse 4:]
My house so silly, my money so silly
I make my window neat, than your parernts do yearly
My ring so silly, my ice so silly
The roc's on my watch makes the hatas wanna kill me
The hundred round drum on my gun so dumb
That it'll fly yo head all the way to London
I'm sick with it, rich like Lil' Weezy
I'm a milli, got a short fuse and i'm throwed like a frisbee

[V.I.C., Chorus:]
Get silly, Get silly, Get silly, Get silly,
Get silly, Get silly, Get silly, Get silly

[Pitbull, Verse 5:]
I don't play no games, but silly
And if you disrespect
Say hi to the 1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9 milli (blat, blat)
Get peeled like a dutch, and split like a philly
Oh really, them boys on the block, them boys in a row
Them boys at the trap they know the dilly
Make it rain for days, for the nights
And now when i'm at the strip club
When you them choppas out the back window
Better run for your life, bruh
These boys crazy derranged, gettin' silly maybe
The way she shook her ass I told her girl you silly baby

[Polow Da Don, Verse 6:]
V.I.C., Collipark, Polow Da Don, Get Money
Pretty ladies get silly, shake ya double D titties
all my thugs throw it up if you a G, off in ya silly
F**k a nigga, tried to rob me
Had to get the busta messy (Wait a minute muthaf**ka)
The I got a call from Diddy
The I got a call from Fifty
Then I got a call from Jimmy
Then I got a call from Jay
Look like i'm 'bout to make a milli (OOhhhh weeee)
Christina Milli (OOhhhh weeee), You lookin' pretty (OOhhhhh, weeee)
You need to holla the next time you in my city


[Jermaine Dupri, Verse 7:]
And i'm the meaning of this silly shit
Just ask my account, ya'll niggas make it rain
I call my shit the water fountain
'Cause at the push of a button you can get mo
Homie why you think they leave you when I walked through the door
If I had to caompare myself to anything
I'm something like a Spartan
JD, the biggest thing in the A, since Martin
The Barack of College Park, I mean what more can I say
I switch my chains with my cars, my cars by the date
So f**k whta you heard, i'm the man girlfriend
Pullin' up in racecars, this nigga just got a Benz
He on 106 New Joint, i'm on MTV Big Ten
And after this he ain't never gon' see yo ass again, I'm too silly

[V.I.C., Chorus:]
Get silly, Get silly, Get silly, Get silly,
Get silly, Get silly, Get silly, Get silly

[Arab, Verse 8:]
Arraaaabb, Arab too silly, my clique too silly
18's in the back, make the car pop a wheelie
S.O.D. Money game, Catch me on TV
Arab president, Boss, S-Beezie
Swag you ain't never seen, you can not steal it
Now watch the dance floor as I proceed to kill it
You do not get it, I be gettin' money
Same hatin' handy downs lookin' at me funny

[(DJ) Unk, Verse 9:]
You, already know, Unk I stay up on my grizzy
The fellas in the back, that was my twistin' that philly
My charm too silly, my flow just silly
Plus I grain that purpat my show's i'm silly
They recognize my from Atlanta straight up to Philly
Went from nobody to fortune, plus my fame is silly
I can't even eat without signin' my name that's silly
I can't even sleep without gettin' some brain that's silly

[V.I.C., Chorus:]
Get silly, Get silly, Get silly, Get silly,
Get silly, Get silly, Get silly, Get silly

[Big Kuntry (King), Verse 10:]
I'm Grand Hustle pimp, to the meat & bones
I'm eatin' off these niggas plate & I ain't leave a bone
Tryin' to pick a bone, homie best leave me alone
'Cause i'm silly with K, i'll chop you holmes
I got a illy flow, stupid, stupid dough
Spent a hundred bands, i'm silly man, i'm spend some mo
So much swag, you don't know what swagger that i'm on
The man in the mirror can't even hang holmes

[Tex James, Verse 11:]
I got 'em, everybody know me, Tex James muthaf**ka
I'm certified in the streets, I get silly with the K
I get silly witht he punk, Nigga act a fool
I get silly when i'm done
I'm Collipark, Young Mogul, ya digg!!
My money got money, i'm so sick of it
And ya'll niggas hatin', ya so sensitive
This verse so bad[?], that they gon' have to censor this

[Bubba Sparxxx, Verse 12:]
I'mt he silliest of fellows, as I say hello
To the girls and shoot them with my arrows
They turn to jello between my pillows and sheets
I beats & beats, yes I returned & i'm a beast to spit the least
Yes me is & i'm liking it very much
I'm smoking on various, forms of good carabus
That is what indy does, as well as some other shit
Silly shit, really silly shit 'casue i'm ignorant.. Bubba baby!