[B.o.B] You know who it is without a or hesitation If money talks I got my in communication But you can't a conversation Probably find me something good you can call that smoking aces Compliment the chef in the lab greatness Ain't a thing but the number on the statement NBA resume, my occupation Kush so loud I can't hear what was you Bass go so low that the freaks in the Get a thrill off the alpine when it vibrate they ass I'm Bobby Ray baby an all American I run and and jump and like a track meet Yeah ought to do it Give it that Carl I got the magic baby call me George I'm so but my flow's so foolish These niggas moves my niggas making movies wait
Tre] I'm like a crazy night Clean like a wipe Y'all just a momma's boy with a baby light My ex say I'm a dick cause my mind cocky Up in Beninhan', drunk, all the sake Damn right I a double fried rice I'm getting I put my dick up in your face Your face'll like Stewies head Girls me Tre day I'm for pay day My squad's got more bottle poppin' niggas the AA and wheelbarrow foolish as Will Ferrell But I ain't got a step brother, I your step mother I cause I like it bitch hoe mutherf-cker You mad cause I'm balling, life is a Your son is a leprichaun so live life a little New shit soon "Patron & Instrumental" It's tre, my flow won't quit til I say it
[B.o.B] Eastside on my arm, 3 stripes on my
Don't with p-ssy niggas, we call them vajeenas That's why girl choosing dawg, pray I never meet her I tap her on the head and tell her you know the You just mad with no bitch I'm chilling with your bitch She threw out mixtape but she knows my whole disc My flow's sick, I'm a poet, Edgar Poe shit Haters be getting like 4th down and show blitz But I punt it, I run it for a hundred Ever since I was a young 'un, been hungry as Paul I'm the shit so fix the beast and the game's you And if this ain't you call hip-hop it must be bungee jumping I'm smoking on hydroponic some of you call that Hennessey in my vomit cause the night jumpin' Lil C got beat bumping so you can hear me coming And my Bobby Ray, Eastside of the A just in case anyone was wondering bitch
[Meek Oohh I'm a beast All my rest in peace I make a hundred on the Monday and go hard the rest of Pray on like a Sunday See artist that's a feast I got like 30 in the chalk I let you catch a piece It was me and old in the Scaglietti Bout to these bitches cause they say they past ready Swagger on the finish, I I'm Andretti I push it to the limit get 'em haters gassed Wait a minute I'm a out to the winners Jacket boy Louies like a flag the finish? I'm just started and niggas at they end And errbody say I'm hot but been hot from the beginning I be with a that looks like Kim Kardashian She aint on these not by purpose but by accident Big ?, you niggas And the main reason I'm passing em like Michael Vick Im faster than yo back I that order back Aint f-ckig with that weed, like where that at Like them purps nigga Somebody that Caught a couple cases, went to jail but I aint back