[B.o.B] You who it is without a doubt or hesitation If money talks I got my masters in But you can't a conversation Probably find me burning something you can call that smoking aces Compliment the chef in the lab greatness Ain't a thing changed but the on the statement NBA resume, my occupation Kush so loud I can't hear what was you Bass go so low that the freaks in the Get a thrill off the when it vibrate they ass cheeks I'm Bobby Ray baby an all American I run and leap and jump and like a track Yeah that to do it Give it that Carl I got the baby call me George Lucas I'm so prolific but my flow's so niggas making moves my niggas making movies wait
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Don't roll p-ssy niggas, we call them vajeenas That's why your girl dawg, pray I never meet her I tap her on the head and her you know the procedure You mad with no bitch cause I'm chilling with your bitch She threw out your but she knows my whole disc My sick, I'm a poet, Edgar Allen Poe shit Haters be getting defensive like 4th down and show But I punt it, I run it for a hundred since 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 what you call hip-hop it must be bungee 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 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 hundred on the and go hard the rest 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 they say they ready Swagger on the finish, I I'm Andretti I push it to the get 'em haters gassed heavy Wait a minute I'm a Shout out to the boy Louies like a flag before the finish? I'm just getting started and at they end And errbody say I'm hot but I've been hot the beginning I be with a bitch that looks Kim Kardashian She on these 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 that order Aint f-ckig with that weed, like where that at Like where them purps Somebody order a couple cases, went to jail but I aint going back