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[B.o.B]
You who it is without a doubt or hesitation
If money talks I got my masters in
But you can't hold a
Probably find me burning something good you can call smoking aces
Compliment the chef in the lab greatness
Ain't a thing changed but the number on the
NBA resume, my occupation
so loud I can't hear 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 Ray baby an all American athlete
I run and leap and jump and a track meet
that ought to do it
Give it that Carl
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 like a crazy
Clean like a baby
Y'all just a boy sleeping with a baby light
My ex say I'm a dick cause my frame cocky
Up in Beninhan', drunk, all the sake
Damn I want a double fried rice
I'm bread I put my dick up in your face
Your face'll look 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 Ferrell
But I ain't got a step brother, I f-ck your mother
I cuss cause I like it
F-ck hoe
You mad cause I'm balling, is a mutherfcker
Your son is a leprichaun so hater life a little
New shit dropping "Patron & Instrumental"
It's tre, my won't quit til I say it ends

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

Don't with p-ssy niggas, we call them vajeenas
That's why girl choosing 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 your
She threw out your mixtape but she my whole disc
My flow's sick, I'm a poet, Allen Poe shit
Haters be getting defensive like 4th and show blitz
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 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 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 just in case was wondering bitch

Mill]
Oohh I'm a beast
All my haters rest in
I make a hundred on the and go hard the rest of week
on niggas like a Sunday
See your artist a feast
I got 30 in the chalk 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 past
on the finish, I think I'm Andretti
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 flag before the
I'm just getting started and niggas at end
And errbody say I'm hot but I've been hot the beginning
I be with a bitch that looks Kim Kardashian
She aint on these niggas not by purpose but by
Big ?, you niggas
And the reason I'm passing em like Michael Vick Im faster than yo quarter back
I bring that order
Aint with that weed, like where that water at
Like where them nigga
Somebody that
Caught a couple cases, went to jail but I aint going