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Uhh, yeah, c'mon, Rob
Black Rob at?
PD world tourer, horror
We
Yeah, ya, ya, y'all 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 this 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 tryin' na it clear, there B.R. is here
And we come to lock it down year
So further ado, we bring to you
(Without ado)
You highness, Black Rob, Spanish 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 room to get bigger and spread love on my niggas
I figure I'm the best thing since ham and
shit flip it, it's off the hook, it's unlisted
The wizard like Juwan
I drop the when you want test the Don power

It's on dude, I you before the wildin'
My team some sick cats fresh Ward's Island
I'm sayin', I try to 'em how I do due to the fact you
Was my debut, duckin' the ginsu
B.R., natural born
He got his tech and I ain't put it on yet
imagine, me and you toe to toe back of the paddywagon
To the death, till one of us got no left
Protect neck

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

We tryin' 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, Harlem's finest
(Your highness)

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

Show me some hoe in the tropics
And I'ma the pussy till she beg me to stop it
That's real, I'ma tell you how the black man
Pack toast but still catch him the backhand steel
Pimp status, while you run with shrimp status
Got a gat and decided to clap at least twenty at us
We mad though, we got the bulletproof 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 till this motherfucking ball drops, snatchin' all
gears on the Ducati, cats schemin' prob'ly
But we ain't na hurt nobody
(We ain't tryin' na nobody)

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

Yo, I walk up in the place all eyes is on me
Is it me, or the hundred grand of icy
Can't me I beg your pardon
If ain't had guns I probably wouldn't of brought my squadron
But unfortunately it's war outside
And I still roll with bulletproof doors on my
call me PD, holy like Koran
Rockin Sean John, poppin Don

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

Ain't changed, same shit stains, in the business
Approach me, play me closely, hopin'
(Keep hopin')
I slip I let you know that I'm on to ya
Your hands'll never 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, all stops
We gon' party till this motherfucking ball drops, all props
gears on the Ducati, cats schemin' prob'ly
But we ain't tryin' na nobody
(We tryin' na hurt nobody)

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

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