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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' till this motherfucking ball drops, snatchin' all props
Switchin' gears on the Ducati, cats schemin'
But we tryin' na hurt nobody
(We tryin' na hurt nobody)

We just tryin' na make it clear, B.R. is here
And we come to lock it this year
So without further ado, we 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 only 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 wizard Juwan Howard
I the bomb when you want test the Don power

It's on dude, I warned you the wildin'
My team some sick cats fresh from 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 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 breath
that neck

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

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

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

Show me hoe somewhere 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 but still catch him with the backhand steel
Pimp status, you run around with shrimp status
Got a gat and decided to clap at least twenty at us
We ain't mad though, we got the bulletproof
And that's the way my niggas roll, if you was seein' his
You'd be the 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 tryin' na hurt nobody
(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)

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

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

Ain't changed, same 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 year, I'm gonna 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 motherfucking ball drops, snatchin' all
Switchin' on the Ducati, cats schemin' prob'ly
But we ain't tryin' na nobody
(We ain't na hurt nobody)

We just tryin' na make it clear, 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 Rob, makin' all stops
We gon' party this motherfucking ball drops, snatchin' all props
Switchin' gears on the Ducati, schemin' 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 come to it down this year
So further ado, we bring to you
(Without ado)
You highness, Black Rob, Spanish Harlem's
(Your highness)