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

Tre]
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 cocky
Up in Beninhan', drunk, drinking all the
Damn right I want a double fried
I'm getting bread I put my dick up in your
face'll 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 foolish as Ferrell
But I got a step brother, I f-ck your step mother
I cuss I like it bitch
F-ck hoe
You mad I'm balling, life is a mutherfcker
Your son is a so hater 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 roll with p-ssy niggas, we call them
That's why your girl dawg, pray I never meet her
I tap her on the head and tell her you the procedure
You just mad with no bitch cause I'm chilling with bitch
She threw out your mixtape but she knows my whole
My flow's sick, I'm a poet, Edgar Allen Poe
Haters be getting defensive 4th down and show blitz
But I don't punt it, I run it for a
Ever since I was a young 'un, been hungry as Bunyon
I'm the so fix the plumbing
I'ma beast and the 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 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 matherf-cking
All my rest in peace
I make a hundred on the Monday and go 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 in the Scaglietti
Bout to scoop these cause 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 minute I'm a
out to the winners
Jacket boy Louies like a flag before the
I'm just getting 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 aint on these niggas not by but by accident
Big ?, you relaxing
And the main reason I'm passing em Michael Vick Im faster than yo quarter back
I bring order back
f-ckig with that weed, like where that water at
Like where purps nigga
Somebody order
Caught a couple cases, went to jail but I aint back