[B.o.B] You know who it is a doubt or hesitation If talks I got my masters in communication But you can't a conversation Probably find me burning something good you can that smoking aces Compliment the chef in the lab making a thing changed but the number on the statement NBA resume, ballin's my Kush so I can't hear what was you saying Bass go so low the freaks in the backseat Get a off the alpine when it vibrate they ass cheeks I'm Bobby Ray baby an all American I run and leap and and like a track meet that ought to do it Give it Carl Lewis I got the magic baby call me George I'm so prolific but my flow's so These niggas moves my niggas making movies wait
Tre] I'm wild like a night like a baby wipe Y'all just a momma's boy sleeping a baby light My ex say I'm a dick cause my frame cocky Up in Beninhan', drunk, drinking all the Damn right I a double fried rice I'm getting I put my dick up in your face Your face'll look like head Girls me Tre day I'm for pay day My squad's got more bottle niggas than the AA Liquor and wheelbarrow foolish as Ferrell But I got a step brother, I f-ck your step mother I cuss cause I it bitch F-ck hoe You mad I'm balling, life is a mutherfcker Your son is a so hater live life a little New dropping soon "Patron & Instrumental" It's tre, my flow won't til I say it ends
[B.o.B] on my arm, 3 stripes on my sneakers
Don't roll with p-ssy niggas, we call vajeenas That's why your girl dawg, pray I never meet her I tap her on the and tell her you know the procedure You just mad with no bitch cause I'm chilling with bitch She threw out your mixtape but she my whole disc My flow's sick, I'm a poet, Allen Poe shit Haters be getting defensive like 4th and show blitz But I don't punt it, I run it for a Ever since I was a young 'un, been hungry as Bunyon I'm the shit so fix the beast and the game's you And if this ain't what you hip-hop it must be bungee jumping I'm smoking on some of you call that chronic Hennessey in my vomit cause the before jumpin' Lil C got that beat bumping so you can 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 on the Monday and go hard the rest of week Pray on niggas like a See your artist a feast I got like 30 in the I let you p-ssies catch a piece It was me and old melly? in the Bout to scoop these cause they say they past ready Swagger on the finish, I think I'm I push it to the limit get 'em haters heavy Wait a minute I'm a out to the winners Jacket boy Louies like a flag before the I'm just getting and niggas at they end And errbody say I'm hot but been hot from the beginning I be with a bitch that like Kim Kardashian She on these niggas not by purpose but by accident Big ?, you niggas And the main reason I'm passing em like Michael Vick Im than yo quarter back I bring that order Aint f-ckig with that weed, like where water at Like where them purps Somebody that Caught a cases, went to jail but I aint going back