| Fame be like, like when you rich and famous and shit
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| They think you s’posed to act a certain way
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| I’m a little lit on the tour bus, so I’ma act a certain way
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| Mike Holland, we recordin'?
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| Whoa, that my man? |
| Ayy
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| Who got the juice like me?
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| Who got the juice like, who got the juice like (Bobby)
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| I’m finna give her the D
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| End of the night, she gon' be screamin', be screamin' (Bobby)
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| Who sell out arenas? |
| Who spit it the meanest?
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| Who’s biracial only in his penis? |
| (Bobby)
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| My shit the cleanest, I’m a fuckin' genius
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| Self-proclaimed, but they know the name (Bobby)
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| Who got the juice like me?
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| Who got the juice like, who got the juice like (Bobby)
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| I’m finna give her the D
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| End of the night, she gon' be screamin', be screamin' (Bobby)
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| Who sell out arenas? |
| Who spit it the meanest?
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| Who’s biracial only in his penis? |
| (Bobby)
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| My shit the cleanest, I’m a fuckin' genius
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| Self-proclaimed, but they know the name (Bobby)
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| I guess when you make it this big
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| People assume your head this big (Bobby)
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| Start takin' shots, yeah, they pour the drink
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| In person, they blow smoke like a cig
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| Shorty gon' pass me the head 'til I nut
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| I am so rich that I don’t give a fuck
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| Me and my homies, we smoke in the cut
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| Momberg, like what?
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| I just performed for like fifteen thousand
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| I leave these women arousin'
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| All the pussy in the club make a tidal wave
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| Come on, now, Bobby boy, behave
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| Black and white, you ain’t half of the nigga I am
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| You just mad you ain’t as big as I am
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| Real MC, your shit Sam-I-Am
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| Been a while, can I get a «God damn»?
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| I am the best in my field like a slave
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| Who said fuck emancipation, burned the plantation
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| Facing death, and then put the master in his grave
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| Why? |
| 'Cause black is beautiful
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| Snappin' so hard, I might snap a cuticle
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| Fifty million in the bank, know my circle like a tank
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| Think you can get in, you can’t
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| Kiss a bitch hand and she faint
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| Kiss a bitch hand and she faint
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| Who got the juice like me?
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| Who got the juice like, who got the juice like (Bobby)
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| I’m finna give her the D
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| End of the night, she gon' be screamin', be screamin' (Bobby)
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| Who sell out arenas? |
| Who spit it the meanest?
|
| Who’s biracial only in his penis? |
| (Bobby)
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| My shit the cleanest, I’m a fuckin' genius
|
| Self-proclaimed, but they know the name (Bobby)
|
| Who got the juice like me?
|
| Who got the juice like, who got the juice like (Bobby)
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| I’m finna give her the D
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| End of the night, she gon' be screamin', be screamin' (Bobby)
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| Who sell out arenas? |
| Who spit it the meanest?
|
| Who’s biracial only in his penis? |
| (Bobby)
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| My shit the cleanest, I’m a fuckin' genius
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| Self-proclaimed, but they know the name (Bobby)
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| Man, you know, he don’t fuck with nobody
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| You know why?
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| 'Cause all y’all niggas is talkin' a bunch of bullshit
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| And you know, you can’t back up what ya say
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| Because your mouth say one thing
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| And your actions show another
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| Then you can’t back it up
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| So what the fuck you gon' do?
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| This is Logic’s dad, this is Bobby Smokey Hall
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| And he came out my balls (Bobby) |