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b.o.b. - boldy james & the alchemist lyrics

[intro]
but even now, i don’t think we see what’s behind the violence
it’s not just a demand for possessions (pow*pow, pow*pow, pow*pow)
for owning things; it’s a demand for self*respect (227, concreature gang)
i’ve been working for two years, real hard, right
and now i have something else to say (mafia, what else? uh)

[verse 1]
let’s make it a moment, you break it, you bought it, you take it, you own it
but if you get assaulted, this ain’t what you wanted (at all)
i aim in and shoot it, this hundred clip, it came with the cooler (brrt)
love the double*dip, but this what you get for making me do this (yeah)
taking mе through it, show me the safe, taking mе to it
on the chase for a hundred mil’, feels like they racing me to it (choom)
a and b student of the gang, got the recipe to it
unlike all of these other lames that used to having ’em blew it (lame, lame)
sh*t they post to be counting me in on was never included (never)
ten or eight grams, i breakdance the bag and i move it (that icky)
racks in my ksubis, took off on me, go have brick of scooby
and a partridge of cardi b ’cause that b*tch bad and she bougie (cold times)
stashing my hoopty, down in toledo trapping with druski (brodie)
quick to open that 4*0 up like i’m cracking a brewski (doo, doo)
stacking them oochies by the bag when you asking for moochie
know he want all the smoke, he even want the backs on the loosie
let’s get it
[chorus]
uh, standing on big ol’ business
chopper came with a kickstand and some tig ol’ bitties
what else? (grrt) this other clip hold fifty
how you claim you the brick man and you snitched on n*ggas?
you know it (pssh), i spit this sh*t so vivid
don’t make a n*gga up the stick and flip the switch on n*ggas
you heard, standing on big ol’ business
sliding down gripping that slam with a big pole in it, it’s blocks (it’s jackson)

[verse 2]
can’t let the discos fl!ckers
on 64 grittin’, i’m ten toes in it (mcnichols)
windows tinted, versace heaven, indo scented (gang)
mike amiri jeans but the hoodie sweater kenzo*knitted, it’s on
(finna whip up) just give me ten more minutes
i keep them rack*racks on me, got my wrist on tennis
the kid on shimmer, my sh*t don’t dim (bling)
this big old kimber’ll knock him down, then yell, “timber” (pow)
maxwell member, breakdancing them fish scale dinners
got these n*ggas sick by my new b*tch, hope they get well quicker (yeah)
the v12 shifter, blow cutter, b12 mixer
got fifty [?] and thirty, forty seash*lls sniff (big dummy)
the seabell cl!cker, flow bizarre like that d12 n*gga (money)
gray flakes in the cake, custom bricks that we sell different
but we still hit ’em and give ’em to my resale flippers (my youngins)
popping like you’re [?], but i know females richer, for sure
[chorus]
uh, standing on big ol’ business
chopper came with a kickstand and some tig ol’ bitties
what else? this other clip hold fifty
how you claim you the brick man and you snitched on n*ggas?
you know it (pssh), i spit this sh*t so vivid
don’t make a n*gga up the stick and flip the switch on n*ggas (grrt)
you heard (ayy), standing on big ol’ business
sliding down gripping that slam with a big pole in it, it’s blocks (you know it)

- boldy james the alchemist lyrics

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