B.O.B - Boom Bap lyrics

rate me

bitches kissing and hugging, niggers tripping and bugging

you watching mine i'm on my grind, and i ain't quitting for nothing

tell your mothers and uncles, brothers, sisters and cousins

my flow so nasty deranged, that nigger TIP is disgusting

gotta trip from the game, quit your pulling and tugging

cause i am clinically insane

i go to pushing the button, they get the clicking and busting

you get the dipping, the ducking they empty the clip by the dozen

you come up missing for nothing,

hey i can triple your budget, i'm in the bizness of hustling

if we ain't talking about money, i say let's end the discussion

hate off my shoulders I'm brushing, all the ladies are bless you

they all love when i fuck, blacks, Latinos and russian

tell them be easy, no rushing, mastered the art of seduction

i let them blow me so much head, i could catch a concussion

7 chicks in the bed, touching licking and sucking

dick i'm into submission and then i send them&

cousin we nothing alike, you can say what you like,

do all that huffing and puffing and run away from the fight

don't know who get in your&when you sit in your right

the great imaginary life you only live on the mike

i'm who you'd die to be like, cause i'm so fly with it, nice

to live my life you'd have to try to hit the lottery twice

find it amusing, i'm giggling, at what you made in a year

quadruple that while in prison, serving my day in a year, nigga

wow, it's on right now&bang listen

no retreat, no surrender, no gimmicks, no hopes, no jokes, no pretenders

the & little&defenders& haters all they tempers

but tell them phil how they feel, fucking let it go

that's ineffective though, i'm in a & show

it's that incredible and my old special doze, extra flow, quiet dog&

off the chain, i was born unleashed&

and i get it how i get it cause i'm from these streets

&these niggers& i cut your favorite rhythm& i made this

say it once, say it twice, you made this

that's in a affirmative, word of big bird it is

& i got the fire work&

you feel it in the chest when the base be bang

yeah and you know my style, i'm from the killer cane&

while we turn it on and turn it out

& it go on and on and on and on

everybody talking&

it's bob, bobby ray&listen

i'm from the city where they hang out on the life pole

trying to get their weight up&

i'm talking about the city i take everywhere that i go

i do this for the niggers locked in solitary iso

who grew up with colliders&

i swear & playing what&

chilling with some fire whose, &

too much pussy on your payroll boy you need to fire whose

& cause they & the entire show&

i have no arch nemesis, i have no identity

i just & in your village&

i see you got it out, no need to baby sit

i & she say i'm getting cocky, now i say i been a dick, bitch

it's bo, bo, bo, bo, bo, bob&