[B.o.B] You who it is without a doubt or hesitation If money talks I got my in communication But you hold a conversation Probably find me burning something good you can call smoking aces Compliment the in the lab making greatness Ain't a thing changed but the on the statement NBA resume, my occupation so loud I can't hear what was you saying Bass go so low that the freaks in the Get a thrill off the alpine it vibrate they ass cheeks I'm Bobby Ray baby an all athlete I run and leap and and like a track meet that ought to do it Give it Carl Lewis 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
[Playboy I'm like a crazy night Clean a baby wipe Y'all 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 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 niggas than the AA Liquor and foolish as Will Ferrell But I ain't got a step brother, I f-ck step mother I cuss I like it bitch F-ck hoe You mad I'm balling, life is a mutherfcker Your son is a leprichaun so hater live life a New dropping soon "Patron & Instrumental" It's tre, my flow won't quit til I say it
[B.o.B] Eastside on my arm, 3 on my sneakers
Don't roll with p-ssy niggas, we call them That's why your choosing dawg, pray I never meet her I tap her on the and tell her you know the procedure You just mad with no bitch cause I'm chilling with your She out your mixtape but she knows my whole disc My flow's sick, I'm a poet, Allen Poe shit Haters be getting defensive like 4th down and show But I don't punt it, I run it for a Ever I was a young 'un, been hungry as Paul Bunyon I'm the so fix the plumbing I'ma beast and the you And if this ain't you call hip-hop it must be bungee jumping I'm smoking on hydroponic of you call that chronic Hennessey in my vomit cause the night 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 rest in I make a hundred on the Monday and go hard the of week Pray on like a Sunday See your that's a feast I got like 30 in the chalk I let you catch a piece It was me and old melly? in the Bout to scoop these bitches cause say they past ready Swagger on the finish, I think I'm I push it to the limit get 'em gassed heavy Wait a minute I'm a out to the winners Jacket boy Louies like a flag before the I'm getting started and niggas at they end And errbody say I'm hot but I've hot from the beginning I be with a bitch 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 bring order back Aint with that weed, like where that water at Like where them purps Somebody order Caught a cases, went to jail but I aint going back