B.o.B
Real Talk
[Intro]
Yeah n***as, it’s motherfucking B.o.B
I’m sick and tired of motherfuckin’ talkin’, n***a
I don’t give a fuck right now
Y’all n***as think we playin’
Y’all think this a game
Y’all think this chance
Y’all think this a motherfuckin’ dice roll
But n***a check my pants
My motherfuckin’ wallet too big and dense n***a
Fuck with me
Yeah, East Side and The A and Decatur all day
[?]
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Hook]
Y’all n***as are fucked up
No I ain’t in this [?]
My chance, no I ain’t lock up
I’m finna get my bucks up
I’m tryna get that bud
But I ain’t [?]
I’m just choppin’ off like doctors
So you better put your knocks off
You tryna fuck with us
You know that I’m a hustler
I’m coming out like a [?]
So y’all n***as been [?]
And back up, you fat fuck
[?] upon that pony, homie
Ain’t no one pasta, but you’re pasta
Straight Macaroni
[Hook]
Y’all n***as are fucked up
No I ain’t in this [?]
My chance, no I ain’t lock up
I’m finna get my bucks up
I’m tryna get that bud
But I ain’t [?]
I’m just choppin’ off like doctors
So you better put your knocks off
You tryna fuck with us
You know that I’m a hustler
I’m coming out like a [?]
So y’all n***as been [?]
And back up, you fat fuck
[?] upon that pony, homie
Ain’t no one pasta, but you’re pasta
Straight Macaroni

[Verse]
I’m married to the game
Like it’s [?]
And I’m real with it
So don’t come up to me actin’ phony
You crack my [?] with that bat n***a
That’s baloney
You bitch [?]
You don’t belong here
You’re talkin’ while you’re roamin’
Now n***a that’s expensive
I’m on that romance shit n***a
I got suspenders
N***a I’m that suspenseful
The flow you know I’ll kill ya
Hoes you know I drill ‘em
They gon’—
Hold the fuck up n***a
It’s motherfuckin’ B.o.B
This the movement
B Rich Entertainment, n***a
[?]
All motherfuckin’ day
Y’all n***as know what this is
Oh look around, all curious and shit
You know what’s going on
Don’t get scared n***a, boo n***a, [?] n***a
Take some motherfuckin’ cover
Ahahaha
Yeah, yeah