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Uhh, yeah, c'mon, Rob
Where Rob at?
PD world tourer, Harlem
We
Yeah, ya, ya, y'all thought we was stay away for a long time
So what you gon do
Sorry, go

Yo Black Rob, all stops
We party till this motherfucking ball drops, snatchin' all props
gears on the Ducati, cats schemin' prob'ly
But we tryin' na hurt nobody
(We ain't tryin' na nobody)

We just tryin' na make it clear, there B.R. is
And we come to lock it down year
So without further ado, we to you
(Without ado)
You highness, Rob, Spanish Harlem's finest
(Your highness)

I be the PD world tourer, horror
Catch me in a Lex 470 or the
The figure, mo morals
Small shit it's only room to get and spread love on my niggas
I I'm the best thing since ham and grits
That shit flip it, it's off the hook, unlisted
The like Juwan Howard
I drop the bomb when you want test the Don

It's on dude, I warned you the wildin'
My team some sick cats fresh from Island
I'm sayin', I try to tell 'em how I do due to the you
Was duckin' my debut, duckin' the
B.R., natural threat
He got his tech and I even put it on yet
Just imagine, me and you toe to toe back of the
To the death, till one of us got no left
that neck

Yo Black Rob, all stops
We gon' party till motherfucking ball drops, snatchin' all props
Switchin' gears on the Ducati, cats schemin'
But we ain't tryin' na hurt
(We ain't tryin' na nobody)

We just na make it clear, there B.R. is here
And we to lock it down this year
So without further ado, we to you
(Without ado)
You highness, Black Rob, Spanish finest
(Your highness)

I roll with soldiers, to run pass and snuff you
Regulate the streets of BK with brass
At last stuck you, and your so team
Them so called mean, cats sound Ben Vareen
Caught me, diggin' in the scene, 115, Lex minivan green
Watching my cream, my cream
Shit's been tried before, my stress, with no lactose at all
I mean I'm just limpin' right now I see the profit
Show me some grams I it, show me some land I cop it

Show me some hoe somewhere in the
And I'ma suck the pussy till she beg me to it
real, I'ma tell you how the black man feel
Pack toast but still catch him with the steel
Pimp status, while you run around with status
Got a gat and decided to clap at least right at us
We ain't mad though, we got the bulletproof
And that's the way my niggas roll, if you was his dough
You'd be the baby

Yo Black Rob, all stops
We gon' till this motherfucking ball drops, snatchin' all props
Switchin' gears on the Ducati, cats schemin'
But we ain't tryin' na nobody
(We ain't na hurt nobody)

We just tryin' na it clear, there B.R. is here
And we come to lock it this year
So without ado, we bring to you
(Without ado)
You highness, Rob, Spanish Harlem's finest
(Your highness)

Yo, when I walk up in the place all is on me
Is it me, or the hundred worth of icy
underestimate me I beg your pardon
If y'all ain't had guns I probably wouldn't of brought my
But unfortunately that war outside
And I still roll with bulletproof on my ride
They call me PD, holy Koran
Rockin Sean John, poppin Don

Fucking Don Juan
Top of the world, watch me snatch hood treasure
Might have to check a few cats for measure
Playboy you know the drilly, y'all cats is silly
I gotta do sell another ten milly
It's crazy how they all fall down, all balls
It's so I send Black to come and check it

Ain't shit changed, shit stains, in the business
Approach me, play me closely, hopin'
(Keep hopin')
Before I slip I let you that I'm on to ya
hands'll never touch my Bad Boy formula
And this year, I'm hit 'em severe
Ayo Paul, get the Bent let's get the up outta here

Yo Black Rob, makin' all
We gon' party till this ball drops, snatchin' all props
Switchin' gears on the Ducati, cats prob'ly
But we ain't na hurt nobody
(We ain't na hurt nobody)

We tryin' na make it clear, there B.R. is here
And we come to lock it down this
So without further ado, we to you
(Without ado)
You highness, Black Rob, Spanish Harlem's
(Your highness)

Yo Black Rob, makin' all
We gon' party till this ball drops, snatchin' all props
Switchin' gears on the Ducati, cats schemin'
But we ain't tryin' na hurt
(We tryin' na hurt nobody)

We just tryin' na make it clear, B.R. is here
And we to lock it down this year
So without further ado, we to you
(Without ado)
You highness, Rob, Spanish Harlem's finest
(Your highness)