[B.o.B] You who it is without a doubt or hesitation If talks I got my masters in communication But you can't hold a Probably find me burning something you can call that smoking aces Compliment the chef in the lab making Ain't a thing changed but the number on the NBA resume, ballin's my Kush so loud I can't hear was you saying go so low that the freaks in the backseat Get a thrill off the alpine when it vibrate ass cheeks I'm Bobby Ray an all American athlete I run and leap and and like a track meet that ought to do it Give it that Lewis I got the magic baby call me Lucas I'm so prolific but my so foolish These making moves my niggas making movies wait
[Playboy I'm wild a crazy night like a baby wipe Y'all a momma's boy sleeping with a baby light My ex say I'm a dick cause my mind frame Up in Beninhan', drunk, all the sake Damn right I want a double fried I'm getting I put my dick up in your face face'll look like Stewies head Girls me Tre day I'm for pay day My squad's got more bottle poppin' niggas the AA Liquor and wheelbarrow foolish as Will But I ain't got a brother, I f-ck your step mother I cause I like it bitch F-ck hoe You mad cause I'm balling, life is a Your son is a leprichaun so live life a little New shit soon "Patron & Instrumental" tre, my flow won't quit til I say it ends
[B.o.B] Eastside on my arm, 3 on my sneakers
Don't roll with p-ssy niggas, we call them why your girl choosing dawg, pray I never meet her I tap her on the head and tell her you know the You just mad with no bitch I'm chilling with your bitch She threw out your mixtape but she knows my disc My flow's sick, I'm a poet, Edgar Allen Poe Haters be getting defensive 4th down and show blitz But I punt it, I run it for a hundred Ever since I was a young 'un, hungry as Paul Bunyon I'm the so fix the plumbing beast and the game's you And if this ain't what you call it must be bungee jumping I'm smoking on hydroponic some of you that chronic Hennessey in my vomit cause the before jumpin' Lil C got that bumping so you can hear me coming And my Bobby Ray, Eastside of the A just in case anyone was wondering bitch
Mill] Oohh I'm a matherf-cking All my haters in peace I make a hundred on the Monday and go the rest of week on niggas like a Sunday See your artist that's a I got like 30 in the chalk I let you p-ssies a piece It was me and old in the Scaglietti Bout to these bitches cause they say they past ready Swagger on the finish, I I'm Andretti I push it to the limit get 'em gassed heavy Wait a minute I'm a Shout out to the Jacket boy like a flag before the finish? I'm just getting started and at they end And errbody say I'm hot but I've been hot the beginning I be with a bitch that looks like Kim She aint on these niggas not by but by accident Big ?, you niggas And the main reason I'm passing em like Michael Vick Im faster than yo quarter I bring that back f-ckig with that weed, like where that water at Like where purps nigga Somebody that Caught a couple cases, went to jail but I going back