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