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b o b – guest list lyrics


guest list
(feat. rosco dash)

[hook: roscoe dash]
i be over here, i be over there
you be on the outside wishin you were here
i be at the club, i be at the spot
you be talkin big but you really really not
’cause you ain’t me and i ain’t’ you
i ain’t even gotta try, this is what i do
cause you ain’t me and i ain’t’ you
i ain’t even gotta try, this is what i do
this is what i do

[verse 1: b.o.b]
this is how my day go
wake up, cross over, fade ho
i wake up with that leggo, 28 flow but i lay low
no lease ’cause it’s paid fo, stack chips with my queso
straight shots no hangover, real b-tches, no fake hoes
two chicks in barbados, we bait ho’s like bagels
hasta luego, lobsta alfredo
authentic italian linguine, pasta, no prego
call me lieutenant, ridin in a whip windows tinted
got a tour bus with a room in it
loud pack, no stems, no seeds in it
when i ride on the beat, man i grove in it
h-ll yes sir, i handle business
i’m so prolific, it’s impostor-ing and no pretending


[verse 2: roscoe dash]
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 h-ll they keep on pitchin’
got a whole lot of haters who don’t add me when they missin
my music is like a drug and i’m just feelin’ enough prescription
that’s school and put the beat it at the school detention
got me captain hook man after low murder make me a burger
i’m so further like the place that you ain’t heard of pound worker
see i get out hand to my building i am so ambitious
i got big dough that’s biscuit [?]
so when i walk around that’s fitness i p-ss fur when i visit
overseas ball no pivot you talk about it and i love it


[verse 3: b.o.b]
grand hustle
since day one you heard me
from the underground to the surface
i rose out of 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 for life, but still i’m far away from perfect
sh-t i’m straight like 12: 30
call me the good, i’m burping
chillin with brown sugar and cinnamon
one b-tter scotch and one hershey (good god)
with a booty so big you can probably google earth it
i’m a hit it girl with that long jump, with hat jackie joyner, that kersee
now squirt for me, twerk it for me
i’m the professor of real n-gg- university
i hold my team down, anchorman ron burgundy
i’m tryin tell you man, i’m sharper than surgery
bobby ray!