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[B.o.B]
You know who it is without a doubt or
If money talks I got my in communication
But you can't hold a
Probably find me burning something good you can call smoking aces
Compliment the in the lab making greatness
Ain't a thing changed but the on the statement
NBA resume, my occupation
Kush so loud I can't hear was you saying
go so low that the freaks in the backseat
Get a thrill off the alpine when it they ass cheeks
I'm Bobby Ray an all American athlete
I run and leap and and like a track meet
that ought to do it
Give it that Lewis
I got the magic baby me George Lucas
I'm so prolific but my flow's so
These niggas making my niggas making movies wait

[Playboy
I'm wild a crazy night
Clean a baby wipe
Y'all just a momma's boy sleeping with a baby
My ex say I'm a dick cause my mind frame
Up in Beninhan', drunk, all the sake
Damn right I a double fried rice
I'm getting bread I put my dick up in face
Your face'll look Stewies head
call me Tre day
I'm for pay day
My squad's got bottle poppin' niggas than the AA
Liquor and wheelbarrow as Will Ferrell
But I got a step brother, I f-ck your step mother
I cuss I like it bitch
hoe mutherf-cker
You mad cause I'm balling, is a mutherfcker
Your son is a leprichaun so hater life a little
New dropping soon "Patron & Instrumental"
It's tre, my flow won't til I say it ends

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

Don't roll with p-ssy niggas, we them vajeenas
That's why your choosing dawg, pray I never meet her
I tap her on the head and her you know the procedure
You just mad with no bitch cause I'm chilling your bitch
She out your mixtape but she knows my whole disc
My flow's sick, I'm a poet, Edgar Poe shit
Haters be getting 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 as Paul Bunyon
I'm the shit so fix the
I'ma and the game's you
And if this ain't what you hip-hop it must be bungee jumping
I'm smoking on hydroponic some of you that chronic
Hennessey in my vomit cause the before jumpin'
Lil C got that beat bumping so you can hear me
And my name's Bobby Ray, Eastside of the A just in case anyone was wondering

[Meek
Oohh I'm a matherf-cking
All my haters in peace
I a hundred on the Monday and go hard the rest of week
Pray on niggas a Sunday
See your artist a feast
I got like 30 in the I let you p-ssies catch a piece
It was me and old melly? in the
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 gassed heavy
Wait a minute I'm a
out to the winners
Jacket boy Louies like a before the finish?
I'm getting started and niggas at they end
And errbody say I'm hot but been hot from the beginning
I be with a that looks 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 faster than yo back
I bring order back
Aint f-ckig that weed, like where that water at
Like where them nigga
Somebody order
Caught a cases, went to jail but I aint going back