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

Tre]
I'm like a crazy night
like a baby wipe
Y'all just a momma's boy sleeping with a 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 I put my dick up in your face
Your face'll look like head
call me Tre day
I'm for pay day
My squad's got more poppin' niggas than the AA
and wheelbarrow foolish as Will Ferrell
But I ain't got a brother, I f-ck your step mother
I cause I like it bitch
hoe mutherf-cker
You mad cause I'm balling, life is a
Your son is a leprichaun so hater 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 with p-ssy niggas, we call them vajeenas
why your 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 cause I'm chilling with your bitch
She threw out your mixtape but she knows my disc
My flow's sick, I'm a poet, Edgar Allen Poe
Haters be getting defensive 4th down and show blitz
But I punt it, I run it for a hundred
Ever I was a young 'un, been hungry as Paul Bunyon
I'm the shit so fix the
I'ma beast and the you
And if this ain't what you call hip-hop it must be bungee
I'm smoking on some of you call that chronic
Hennessey in my cause the night before jumpin'
Lil C got beat bumping so you can hear me coming
And my name's Bobby Ray, of the A just in case anyone was wondering bitch

Mill]
Oohh I'm a beast
All my haters in peace
I a hundred on the Monday and go hard the rest of week
Pray on like a Sunday
See your that's 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 say they past ready
Swagger on the finish, I think I'm
I it to the limit get 'em haters gassed heavy
Wait a I'm a menace
out to the winners
Jacket boy Louies like a flag before the
I'm just started and niggas at they 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 not by purpose but by accident
Big ?, you niggas
And the main reason I'm passing em like Michael Vick Im than yo quarter back
I bring order back
f-ckig with that weed, like where that water at
Like where purps nigga
Somebody that
Caught a cases, went to jail but I aint going back