Lyrics B. Boy - Tech N9ne, Kutt Calhoun, Bumpy Knuckles

B. Boy

Swing first, I’mma destroy — you a curse
I’m a B. Boy
Cherried up, got em p-noid.
Let the whole world know;
I’m a B. Boy!
Swing first, I’mma destroy — you a curse
I’m a B. Boy
Cherried up, got em p-noid.
Let the whole world know;
I’m a B. Boy
Beats bangin', better bring it big or bounce bitch
'Bout to blast it n blood in back’a the black brick
Boss ballin' been breakin' bread n biquets bre
And Beautiful biancas, bideos, 'n bangas with big B
Now before brilliancs, blessed to be buildin it
Best in this bario, bane, 'n bizarre more bills in this
Bankin' this babies be blingin 'n his boo be the BIG booty,
Big bust, be in’is benzo bronze’ll get big bucks
I’m a black babboon, bring me bags of bananas
Bonified billy badass with a brown bandana
Been gone on Bicardi, bulu, but I’m bout to be bigger bit
Better break if you bust up before I’m blowed n biligerent
Six Douce spreads big in it, I’m bloated n blimpy
Broads be blowin me in the back of the black Bently
Never been about no babbelin, I’m bringin no bootsy,
But I been in Bay with Big Von, like sha-boob-a-la-boopy/
Yo, it’s the OG Bumpy Knucks, knucks, I rolls with them B-Boys.
B-walkin down, strapped up-up
You can talk that killa shit if you, my nigga spit it,
Guarentee you gonn' get clapped up-up
See I’m the beast, you the bitch, I’m better battlin babe
Me 'n the blood Tech Ninna saddled up-up
And for the record nigga, check mines 'n
you will find that I shoot legendary status, Leave ya fu-fu
C’mon.
To be like Bumps you got to be a big ball breaker
Crack a nigga whole act, I’m like a jaw breaker
Knock you out, 'n hit them pockets like a cold hand
I’m bus' yo muthafuckin' shit, 'n I’m an old man!
They said my music was strange until I made me some change,
'N now they ridin' my nuts-nuts
Tech N9ne's out the window, you see my KC killas ridin by,
Ya’ll niggas better duck-duck!
Swing first, I’mma destroy — you a curse
I’m a B. Boy
Cherried up, got em p-noid.
Let the whole world know;
I’m a B. Boy!
Swing first, I’mma destroy — you a curse
I’m a B. Boy
Cherried up, got em p-noid.
Let the whole world know;
I’m a B. Boy