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Uhh, yeah, c'mon, Rob
Where Rob at?
PD world tourer, horror
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 gon' till this motherfucking ball drops, snatchin' all props
gears on the Ducati, cats schemin' prob'ly
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, Black Rob, Spanish Harlem's
(Your highness)

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

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

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

We just tryin' na 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, Rob, Spanish Harlem's 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 so called team
Them so mean, cats sound like Ben Vareen
Caught me, diggin' in the scene, 115, Lex minivan green
my cream, stopping my cream
Shit's been tried before, my shit's stress, with no at all
I mean I'm just 'cuz right now I see the profit
Show me some grams I chop it, 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
That's real, I'ma tell you how the man feel
Pack but still catch him with the backhand steel
Pimp status, you run around with shrimp status
Got a gat and to clap at least twenty right at us
We ain't mad though, we got the dough
And that's the way my niggas roll, if you was seein' his
You'd be the same

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

We tryin' na make it clear, there B.R. is here
And we to lock it down 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 all eyes is on me
Is it me, or the hundred grand of icy
underestimate me I beg your pardon
If y'all had guns I probably wouldn't of brought my squadron
But it's that war outside
And I still roll with bulletproof doors on my
They call me PD, like Koran
Rockin Sean John, Sean Don

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

shit changed, same shit stains, in the business
Approach me, play me closely, hopefully
(Keep hopin')
Before I slip I let you that I'm on to ya
Your never touch my Bad Boy formula
And this year, I'm gonna hit 'em
Ayo Paul, get the Bent get the fuck up outta here

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

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

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

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