B.O.B - Guest List lyrics

rate me

(ft Roscoe Dash)

Hook:

I’ll be over here, I’ll be over there

You’ll be on the outside wishin you were here

I’ll be at the club, I’ll be at the spot

You’ll be talkin big but you really really not

‘cause you ain’t me and i aint’ you

I ain't even gotta try that’s what i do

cause you ain’t me and i aint’ you

I ain't even gotta try that’s what i do

It’s what I do

This is how my day go wake up, cross over, fade hoe

I wake up but that late go 28th floor flow but I lay low

No lease ‘cause it’s paid for stack chips on my queso

Straight shots no hangover, real bitches no fake hoes

Two chicks in Barbados we bake o's like bagels

Hasta luego, lobster alfredo,

authentic italian linguine pasta no prego

Call me lieutenant ridin the whip windows tinted

Got into to a bus with the room in it loud, pack no stems or seeds in it

But i ride with my beat. man I groove in it

hell yes sir I handle business

Im so prolific there's no impostering

and no pretendin' Oh Bobby Ray

[Hook:]

Do it, do it, I did it, did it

It’s done, it’s finished,

Yes I put it over a time to mix it

Mine I spin it, man I got hits on hits on hits

So why the hell they keep on pitchin

Got a whole lot of haters who don't add me when they mention

My music is like a drug and i’m just feelin enough prescription

Going back to school and put the beat it in after school detention

Got me captain hook man after low murder make me a burger

I’m so .. place to choose you ain’t hurt the pound working

See I get out here to my business I am so ambitious

I got big dough that’s bisquet ..

So when i walk around that’s fitness i pass fur when i visit

Overseas by no pivot you talk about it and i live it

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Great hustle

Since day one you heard me

From the underground to the surface

I rose out to the fire I, emerged out of the furnace

But I knew that my time would come

And I couldn’t be more deserving man

I swear i’m good life for life but still i’m far away from perfect

Shit i’m straight like 12:30. I'm eatin good I'm burping

Chillin with the brown sugar and cinnamin

one butterscotch one hersey

With a bootie so big you can probably google earth it

I’ma hit it girl with that long jump that jackie joyner that kersee

Now squirt for me, twerk it for me i’m the professor

at real nigga university

I hold my team down anchorman ron burgandy

I’m tryin tell you man I'm sharper than surgery, Bobby Ray

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