[B.o.B] You know who it is without a doubt or If talks I got my masters in communication 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 thing but the number on the statement NBA resume, ballin's my so loud I can't hear what was you saying Bass go so low that the in the backseat Get a thrill off the alpine when it vibrate they ass I'm Ray baby an all American athlete I run and leap and and like a track meet Yeah ought to do it Give it Carl Lewis I got the baby call me George Lucas I'm so but my flow's so foolish These making moves my niggas making movies wait
Tre] I'm wild like a crazy Clean like a baby just a momma's boy sleeping with a baby light My ex say I'm a dick cause my mind cocky Up in Beninhan', drunk, all the sake Damn I want a double fried rice I'm getting bread I put my dick up in your Your look like Stewies head Girls me Tre day I'm for pay day My squad's got more bottle niggas than the AA Liquor and wheelbarrow as Will Ferrell But I ain't got a step brother, I f-ck your mother I cuss I like it bitch F-ck hoe You mad cause I'm balling, is a mutherfcker Your son is a leprichaun so 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 on my sneakers
Don't with p-ssy niggas, we call them vajeenas why your girl choosing dawg, pray I never meet her I tap her on the and tell her you know the procedure You just mad with no bitch cause I'm with your bitch She threw out your mixtape but she my whole disc My flow's sick, I'm a poet, Edgar Allen Poe Haters be getting defensive like 4th and show blitz But I don't it, I run it for a hundred Ever since I was a '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 before Lil C got beat bumping so you can hear me coming And my Bobby Ray, Eastside of the A just in case anyone was wondering bitch
[Meek I'm a matherf-cking beast All my haters in peace I make a hundred on the Monday and go hard the rest of Pray on niggas like a See artist that's a feast I got like 30 in the chalk I let you p-ssies catch a It was me and old in the Scaglietti Bout to scoop these cause they say they past ready Swagger on the finish, I think I'm I push it to the limit get 'em haters heavy a minute I'm a menace Shout out to the Jacket boy Louies like a before the finish? I'm just getting and niggas at they end And say I'm hot but I've been hot from the beginning I be with a that looks like 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 Im faster than yo quarter back I that order back f-ckig with that weed, like where that water at Like where them purps Somebody order Caught a couple cases, to jail but I aint going back