[B.o.B] You know who it is without a doubt or If talks I got my masters in communication But you hold a conversation Probably find me something good you can call that smoking aces Compliment the in the lab making greatness Ain't a thing but the number on the statement NBA resume, ballin's my Kush so loud I can't hear was you saying Bass go so low that the freaks in the Get a thrill off the alpine when it vibrate ass cheeks I'm Ray baby an all American athlete I run and leap and jump and a track meet that ought to do it Give it that Carl I got the baby call me George Lucas I'm so but my flow's so foolish niggas making moves my niggas making movies wait
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Don't with p-ssy niggas, we call them vajeenas That's why your girl choosing dawg, pray I 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 mixtape but she knows my whole disc My flow's sick, I'm a poet, Allen Poe shit be getting defensive like 4th down and show blitz But I don't it, I run it for a hundred Ever since I was a young 'un, been as Paul Bunyon I'm the so fix the plumbing I'ma and the game's you And if this ain't what you call hip-hop it must be jumping I'm smoking on hydroponic some of you call chronic Hennessey in my vomit the night before jumpin' Lil C got that bumping so you can hear me coming And my name's Bobby Ray, Eastside of the A just in case anyone was wondering
[Meek Oohh I'm a matherf-cking All my rest in peace I make a hundred on the Monday and go hard the of week Pray on niggas a Sunday See your artist a feast I got like 30 in the I let you p-ssies catch a piece It was me and old in the Scaglietti Bout to scoop these bitches cause say they past ready Swagger on the finish, I I'm Andretti I push it to the limit get 'em haters gassed Wait a minute I'm a out to the winners Jacket boy like a flag before the finish? I'm just getting and niggas at they end And errbody say I'm hot but I've been hot the beginning I be a bitch that looks like Kim Kardashian She on these niggas not by purpose but by accident Big ?, you relaxing And the main reason I'm passing em like Michael Vick Im than yo quarter back I bring that order Aint f-ckig that weed, like where that water at Like them purps nigga order that Caught a couple cases, went to jail but I aint going