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

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

We just tryin' na 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, Black Rob, Harlem's finest
(Your highness)

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

It's on dude, I warned you before the
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 my debut, duckin' the ginsu
B.R., born threat
He got his and I ain't 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 left
Protect that

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

We tryin' na make it clear, there B.R. is here
And we come to lock it this year
So further ado, we bring 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 knuckles
At last you, and your so called team
Them so called mean, cats like Ben Vareen
me, diggin' in the scene, 115, Lex minivan light green
Watching my cream, stopping my
Shit's been before, my shit's stress, with no lactose at all
I mean I'm just limpin' right now I see the profit
Show me grams I chop it, show me some land I cop it

Show me some hoe in the tropics
And I'ma suck the till she beg me to stop it
That's real, I'ma tell you how the man feel
Pack toast but catch him with the backhand steel
Pimp status, you run around with shrimp status
Got a gat and decided to at least twenty right at us
We mad though, we got the bulletproof dough
And that's the way my niggas roll, if you was his dough
be the same baby

Yo Rob, makin' all stops
We gon' party this motherfucking 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 come to lock it down year
So without further ado, we to you
(Without ado)
You highness, Black Rob, Spanish finest
(Your highness)

Yo, when I walk up in the place all is on me
Is it me, or the grand worth of icy
Can't me I beg your pardon
If y'all ain't had guns I probably of brought my squadron
But it's that war outside
And I roll with bulletproof doors on my ride
They me PD, holy like Koran
Rockin Sean John, Sean Don

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

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

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

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

Yo Rob, makin' all stops
We gon' party till motherfucking ball drops, snatchin' all props
gears on the Ducati, cats schemin' prob'ly
But we tryin' na hurt nobody
(We tryin' na hurt nobody)

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