[B.o.B] You know who it is a doubt or hesitation If talks I got my masters in communication But you hold a conversation Probably find me burning good you can call that smoking aces Compliment the chef in the lab making Ain't a changed but the number on the statement NBA resume, ballin's my Kush so loud I hear what was you saying Bass go so low that the in the backseat Get a thrill off the alpine when it vibrate ass cheeks I'm Bobby Ray an all American athlete I run and leap and jump and like a meet Yeah that to do it Give it that Lewis I got the magic baby call me George I'm so but my flow's so foolish These niggas making moves my niggas making movies
Tre] I'm wild like a crazy like a baby wipe Y'all just a momma's boy with a baby light My ex say I'm a dick cause my frame cocky Up in Beninhan', drunk, all the sake Damn right I want a fried rice I'm getting bread I put my dick up in your Your face'll like Stewies head call me Tre day I'm for pay day My squad's got bottle poppin' niggas than the AA and wheelbarrow foolish as Will Ferrell But I ain't got a step brother, I f-ck your mother I cuss cause I it bitch hoe mutherf-cker You mad cause I'm balling, is a mutherfcker Your son is a leprichaun so hater life a little New shit soon "Patron & Instrumental" It's tre, my flow won't til I say it ends
[B.o.B] Eastside on my arm, 3 stripes on my
Don't with p-ssy niggas, we call them vajeenas That's why your choosing dawg, pray I never meet her I tap her on the head and her you know the procedure You just mad with no bitch cause I'm with your bitch She threw out your but she knows my whole disc My flow's sick, I'm a poet, Edgar Allen Poe be getting defensive like 4th down and show blitz But I punt 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 call it must be bungee jumping I'm smoking on hydroponic some of you that chronic Hennessey in my vomit cause the night jumpin' Lil C got that beat so you can hear me coming And my name's Bobby Ray, of the A just in case anyone was wondering bitch
Mill] Oohh I'm a beast All my haters in peace I make a on the Monday and go hard the rest of week Pray on niggas like a See artist that's a feast I got like 30 in the chalk I let you p-ssies a piece It was me and old melly? in the Bout to scoop these cause they say they past ready Swagger on the finish, I think I'm I it to the limit get 'em haters gassed heavy Wait a minute I'm a Shout out to the Jacket boy Louies like a flag the finish? I'm just getting started and 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 niggas not by but by accident Big ?, you relaxing And the main reason I'm passing em like Vick Im faster than yo quarter back I bring that order Aint f-ckig with weed, like where that water at Like where them nigga order that Caught a couple cases, went to jail but I aint going