[B.o.B] You know who it is without a or hesitation If money talks I got my masters in But you hold a conversation Probably find me burning something good you can call that aces the chef in the lab making greatness Ain't a changed but the number on the statement NBA resume, my occupation so loud I can't hear what was you saying Bass go so low the freaks in the backseat Get a thrill off the alpine when it they ass cheeks I'm Ray baby an all American athlete I run and leap and jump and like a meet Yeah ought to do it it that Carl Lewis I got the magic call me George Lucas I'm so but my flow's so foolish niggas making moves my niggas making movies wait
[Playboy I'm wild a crazy night Clean a baby wipe just a momma's boy sleeping 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 double rice I'm getting bread I put my up in your face Your look like Stewies head call me Tre day I'm for pay day My squad's got more bottle niggas than the AA Liquor and wheelbarrow foolish as Ferrell But I ain't got a step brother, I f-ck your step I cuss cause I like it F-ck hoe You mad I'm balling, life is a mutherfcker Your son is a leprichaun so hater life a little New shit dropping "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 them vajeenas 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 cause I'm chilling with your bitch She threw out your mixtape but she 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 don't it, I run it for a hundred Ever since I was a young 'un, been hungry as Bunyon I'm the shit so fix the beast and the game's you And if ain't what you call hip-hop it must be bungee jumping I'm smoking on hydroponic some of you call chronic Hennessey in my cause the night before jumpin' Lil C got that beat bumping so you can me coming And my name's Bobby Ray, Eastside of the A just in case was wondering bitch
[Meek I'm a matherf-cking beast All my rest in peace I make a hundred on the Monday and go the rest of week Pray on niggas a Sunday See your artist that's a 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 they say they ready Swagger on the finish, I I'm Andretti I push it to the limit get 'em haters heavy Wait a minute I'm a Shout out to the Jacket boy Louies a flag before 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 bitch that 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 than yo quarter back I bring that order Aint f-ckig that weed, like where that water at where them purps nigga Somebody order Caught a couple cases, to jail but I aint going back