[B.o.B] You know who it is a doubt or hesitation If money talks I got my masters in But you can't a conversation Probably me burning something good you can call that smoking aces the chef in the lab making greatness Ain't a thing changed but the number on the NBA resume, my occupation Kush so loud I can't hear what was you Bass go so low that the freaks in the Get a thrill off the when it vibrate they ass cheeks I'm Bobby Ray baby an all American I run and leap and and like a track meet Yeah that to do it Give it that Carl I got the magic baby call me Lucas I'm so but my flow's so foolish These niggas making my niggas making movies wait
[Playboy I'm wild like a crazy Clean like a wipe just 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 rice I'm getting bread I put my up in your 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 foolish as Will But I ain't got a step brother, I f-ck step mother I cuss cause I it bitch hoe mutherf-cker You mad cause I'm balling, life is a Your son is a so hater live life a little New shit dropping "Patron & Instrumental" It's tre, my flow won't 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 That's why your choosing dawg, pray I never meet her I tap her on the and tell her you know the procedure You just mad with no bitch I'm chilling with 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 it, I run it for a hundred since I was a young 'un, been hungry as Paul Bunyon I'm the so fix the plumbing I'ma beast and the you And if this ain't what you call hip-hop it be bungee jumping I'm smoking on hydroponic some of you call chronic Hennessey in my vomit cause the night before Lil C got beat 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 beast All my haters in peace I make a hundred on the and go hard the rest of week Pray on niggas a Sunday See your artist that's a I got like 30 in the chalk I let you catch a piece It was me and old in the Scaglietti Bout to scoop bitches cause they say they past ready Swagger on the finish, I think I'm I push it to the get 'em haters gassed heavy Wait a I'm a menace out to the winners Jacket boy Louies like a flag before the 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 bitch that looks Kim Kardashian She aint on these niggas not by purpose but by Big ?, you niggas And the main reason I'm passing em like Michael Vick Im faster than yo back I bring order back f-ckig with that weed, like where that water at Like them purps nigga order that Caught a couple cases, went to jail but I going back