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[B.o.B]
You who it is without a doubt or hesitation
If money talks I got my in communication
But you can't hold a
Probably find me burning something good you can that smoking aces
Compliment the chef in the lab greatness
Ain't a thing changed but the number on the
NBA resume, my occupation
Kush so loud I can't hear was you saying
Bass go so low the freaks in the backseat
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 ought to do it
Give it that Carl
I got the baby call me George Lucas
I'm so prolific but my flow's so
These niggas making moves my niggas movies wait

[Playboy
I'm wild like a crazy
like a baby wipe
Y'all just a momma's boy sleeping a baby light
My ex say I'm a cause my mind frame cocky
Up in Beninhan', drunk, drinking all the
Damn I want a double fried rice
I'm bread I put my dick up in your face
Your face'll like Stewies head
call me Tre day
I'm for pay day
My squad's got more poppin' niggas than the AA
Liquor and wheelbarrow foolish as Will
But I ain't got a brother, I f-ck your step 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"
It's tre, my flow won't quit til I say it

[B.o.B]
Eastside on my arm, 3 stripes on my

Don't roll with niggas, we call them vajeenas
That's why your girl dawg, pray I never meet her
I tap her on the head and tell her you know the
You just mad with no bitch cause I'm chilling with bitch
She threw out your but she knows my whole disc
My flow's sick, I'm a poet, Edgar Allen Poe
Haters be getting defensive like 4th down and show
But I don't punt it, I run it for a
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 some of you call that
in my vomit cause the night before jumpin'
Lil C got beat bumping so you can hear me coming
And my name's Bobby Ray, Eastside of the A 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 of week
Pray on niggas a Sunday
See your artist a feast
I got like 30 in the chalk I let you catch a piece
It was me and old in the Scaglietti
Bout to scoop these bitches cause they say they ready
on the finish, I think I'm Andretti
I push it to the limit get 'em haters gassed
a minute I'm a menace
Shout out to the
Jacket boy Louies a flag before the finish?
I'm just getting and niggas at they end
And errbody say I'm hot but I've hot from the beginning
I be with a bitch that looks like Kim
She aint on niggas not by purpose but by accident
Big ?, you niggas
And the main reason I'm passing em like Michael Vick Im faster than yo quarter
I bring that order
Aint with that weed, like where that water at
Like them purps nigga
Somebody order
Caught a cases, went to jail but I aint going back