[B.o.B] You know who it is a doubt or hesitation If money talks I got my in communication But you can't a conversation Probably find me burning something you can call that smoking aces Compliment the in the lab making greatness 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 it vibrate they ass cheeks I'm Bobby Ray baby an all American I run and and jump and like a track meet Yeah ought to do it it that Carl Lewis I got the magic baby me George Lucas I'm so prolific but my flow's so These making moves my niggas making movies wait
Tre] I'm wild a crazy night Clean like a wipe Y'all a momma's boy sleeping with a baby light My ex say I'm a dick cause my mind frame Up in Beninhan', drunk, drinking all the Damn right I a double fried rice I'm getting bread I put my dick up in face Your look like Stewies head Girls me Tre day I'm for pay day My squad's got more poppin' niggas than the AA Liquor and wheelbarrow foolish as Will But I ain't got a step brother, I f-ck your step I cuss cause I like it hoe mutherf-cker You mad I'm balling, life is a mutherfcker Your son is a so hater live life a little New shit soon "Patron & Instrumental" tre, my flow won't 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 call them That's why your girl choosing dawg, pray I never her I tap her on the head and tell her you know the You just mad with no bitch cause I'm chilling your bitch She out your mixtape but she knows my whole disc My flow's sick, I'm a poet, Edgar Allen Poe Haters be getting defensive 4th down and show blitz But I don't it, I run it for a hundred Ever since I was a young 'un, hungry as Paul Bunyon I'm the so fix the plumbing I'ma beast and the you And if this ain't what you hip-hop it must be bungee jumping I'm smoking on hydroponic of you call that chronic in my vomit cause the night before jumpin' Lil C got that beat bumping so you can hear me And my name's Ray, Eastside of the A just in case anyone was wondering bitch
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 I let you p-ssies catch a piece It was me and old in the Scaglietti Bout to scoop these bitches cause say they past ready Swagger on the finish, I think I'm I it to the limit get 'em haters gassed heavy Wait a I'm a menace Shout out to the Jacket boy Louies a flag before the finish? I'm just getting and niggas at they end And errbody say I'm hot but I've 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 relaxing And the main I'm passing em like Michael Vick Im faster than yo quarter back I bring that back Aint f-ckig with weed, like where that water at Like where them purps Somebody that a couple cases, went to jail but I aint going back