[B.o.B] You know who it is without a doubt or If money I got my masters in communication But you hold a conversation Probably find me burning something good you can call that aces Compliment the chef in the lab making a thing 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 that the in the backseat Get a off the alpine when it vibrate they 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 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
[Playboy I'm like a crazy night like a baby wipe Y'all just a momma's boy 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 want a fried rice I'm getting bread I put my up in your 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 Ferrell But I got a step brother, I f-ck your step mother I cuss cause I it bitch F-ck hoe You mad cause I'm balling, life is a Your son is a leprichaun so live life 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 on my sneakers
Don't roll with p-ssy niggas, we call vajeenas That's why your girl choosing dawg, pray I never 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 threw out mixtape but she knows my whole disc My sick, I'm a poet, Edgar Allen Poe shit 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 so fix the plumbing 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 vomit 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
Mill] Oohh I'm a matherf-cking All my rest in peace I a hundred on the Monday and go hard the rest of week Pray on niggas like a See your that's a feast I got 30 in the chalk I let you p-ssies catch a piece It was me and old in the Scaglietti Bout to scoop these bitches 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 I'm a menace out to the winners Jacket boy Louies a flag before the finish? I'm getting started and niggas at they end And errbody say I'm hot but I've been hot the beginning I be a bitch that looks like Kim Kardashian She on these niggas not by purpose but by accident Big ?, you niggas And the main I'm passing em like Michael Vick Im faster than yo quarter back I bring that order Aint f-ckig with that weed, where that water at Like where them nigga Somebody that a couple cases, went to jail but I aint going back