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[B.o.B]
You know who it is without a or hesitation
If money talks I got my masters in
But you can't a conversation
find me burning something good you can call that smoking aces
Compliment the chef in the lab greatness
a thing changed but the number 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 it vibrate they ass cheeks
I'm Bobby Ray baby an all athlete
I run and leap and jump and like a meet
Yeah that to do it
Give it that Carl
I got the magic baby call me George
I'm so but my flow's so foolish
These niggas making moves my making movies wait

Tre]
I'm wild like a night
Clean like a wipe
Y'all just a momma's boy with a baby light
My ex say I'm a dick cause my frame cocky
Up in Beninhan', drunk, drinking all the
Damn right I want a double rice
I'm getting bread I put my dick up in face
Your look like Stewies head
Girls me Tre day
I'm for pay day
My squad's got more bottle niggas than the AA
and wheelbarrow foolish as Will Ferrell
But I ain't got a step brother, I f-ck your step
I cause I like it bitch
F-ck hoe
You mad I'm balling, life is a mutherfcker
son is a leprichaun so hater live life a little
New dropping soon "Patron & Instrumental"
It's tre, my 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 them vajeenas
That's why your girl choosing dawg, I never meet her
I tap her on the head and tell her you the procedure
You just mad with no bitch I'm chilling with your bitch
She threw out your mixtape but she knows my disc
My flow's sick, I'm a poet, Allen Poe shit
Haters be getting defensive like 4th down and show
But I don't it, I run it for a hundred
Ever I was a young 'un, been hungry as Paul Bunyon
I'm the so fix the plumbing
beast and the game's you
And if this ain't what you call hip-hop it must be bungee
I'm on hydroponic some of you call that chronic
Hennessey in my vomit cause the night 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 was wondering bitch

Mill]
Oohh I'm a beast
All my rest in peace
I make a hundred on the Monday and go hard the rest of
Pray on like a Sunday
See your that's 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 say they past ready
Swagger on the finish, I think I'm
I push it to the get 'em haters gassed heavy
Wait a minute I'm a
out to the winners
Jacket boy Louies like a flag the finish?
I'm getting started and niggas at they end
And errbody say I'm hot but I've been hot from the
I be with a bitch that looks like Kim
She aint on niggas not by purpose but by accident
Big ?, you relaxing
And the main reason I'm passing em like Michael Vick Im than yo quarter back
I bring that back
Aint f-ckig that weed, like where that water at
where them purps nigga
Somebody order
a couple cases, went to jail but I aint going back