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

Tre]
I'm wild like a crazy
Clean like a wipe
Y'all just a momma's boy with a baby light
My ex say I'm a dick my mind frame cocky
Up in Beninhan', drunk, all the sake
right I want a double fried rice
I'm getting I put my dick up in your face
Your face'll look Stewies head
Girls me Tre day
I'm for pay day
My squad's got bottle poppin' niggas than the AA
and wheelbarrow foolish as Will Ferrell
But I ain't got a step brother, I f-ck step 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 live life a little
New dropping soon "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 roll with p-ssy niggas, we call vajeenas
That's why girl choosing dawg, pray I never meet her
I tap her on the head and her you know 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 Poe shit
Haters be getting defensive like 4th down and blitz
But I punt 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 beast and the you
And if this ain't what you call hip-hop it must be bungee
I'm smoking on hydroponic some of you call chronic
Hennessey in my vomit cause the night before
Lil C got beat bumping so you can hear me coming
And my name's Bobby Ray, Eastside of the A just in anyone was wondering bitch

[Meek
Oohh I'm a matherf-cking
All my haters rest in
I make a hundred on the and go hard the rest of week
Pray on niggas like a
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 in the Scaglietti
Bout to scoop these bitches cause they say 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 started and niggas at they end
And errbody say I'm hot but I've hot from the beginning
I be with a bitch that looks like Kim
She aint on these niggas not by but by accident
Big ?, you niggas
And the main reason I'm passing em like Michael Vick Im faster than yo back
I bring that order
f-ckig with that weed, like where that water at
Like where them nigga
Somebody that
Caught a couple cases, went to jail but I going back