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[B.o.B]
You who it is without a doubt or hesitation
If talks I got my masters in communication
But you can't hold a
find me burning something good you can call that smoking aces
Compliment the chef in the lab making
Ain't a thing changed but the on the statement
NBA resume, my occupation
Kush so I can't hear what was you saying
Bass go so low that the freaks in the
Get a thrill off the alpine when it vibrate ass cheeks
I'm Ray baby an all American athlete
I run and leap and jump and a track meet
that ought to do it
Give it that Lewis
I got the magic baby me George Lucas
I'm so but my flow's so foolish
niggas making moves my niggas making movies wait

[Playboy
I'm wild like a crazy
Clean like a baby
just a momma's boy sleeping 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 want a double fried
I'm getting bread I put my dick up in your
face'll look like Stewies head
Girls me Tre day
I'm for pay day
My squad's got bottle poppin' niggas than the AA
Liquor and foolish as Will Ferrell
But I ain't got a step brother, I your step mother
I cause I like it bitch
F-ck hoe
You mad I'm balling, life is a mutherfcker
Your son is a leprichaun so hater live a little
New shit soon "Patron & Instrumental"
It's tre, my flow quit til I say it ends

[B.o.B]
Eastside on my arm, 3 stripes on my

Don't roll with p-ssy niggas, we them vajeenas
That's why your girl dawg, pray I never meet her
I tap her on the head and her you know the procedure
You just mad with no bitch I'm chilling with your bitch
She threw out your mixtape but she knows my disc
My flow's sick, I'm a poet, Allen Poe shit
Haters be getting like 4th down and show blitz
But I punt it, I run it for a hundred
Ever I was a young 'un, been hungry as Paul Bunyon
I'm the shit so fix the
I'ma and the game's you
And if ain't what you call hip-hop it must be bungee jumping
I'm smoking on hydroponic of you call that chronic
Hennessey in my vomit the night before jumpin'
Lil C got that beat bumping so you can hear me
And my name's Bobby Ray, Eastside of the A just in case anyone was wondering

Mill]
Oohh I'm a beast
All my haters in peace
I make a hundred on the and go hard the rest of week
on niggas like a Sunday
See artist that's a feast
I got like 30 in the I let you p-ssies catch a piece
It was me and old melly? in the
to scoop 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 heavy
a minute I'm a menace
Shout out to the
Jacket boy Louies a flag before the finish?
I'm just getting started and niggas at end
And say I'm hot but I've been hot from the beginning
I be with a that looks like Kim Kardashian
She aint on niggas not by purpose but by accident
Big ?, you niggas
And the main reason I'm passing em like Michael Vick Im faster yo quarter back
I that order back
Aint f-ckig with weed, like where that water at
Like where them nigga
Somebody that
Caught a couple cases, went to jail but I aint back