Epic lyrics

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B.O.B. lyrics : "Epic"

[b.o.b:]
you know who it is without a doubt of hesitation
if money talks i got my masters in communication

but you can't hold a conversation
probably find me burning something good you can call that smoking aces
compliment the chef in the lab making greatness

ain't a thing changed but the number on the statement
nba resume, baller's my occupation
kush so loud i can't hear what was you saying

praise yo solo that the freaks in the backseat
get a thrill off the alpine when it vibrate they $$# cheeks
i'm bobby ray baby an all american athlete

i run and leap and jump and... like a track
yeah that ought to do it
give it that carl lewis

i got the magic baby call me george lucas
i'm so prolific but my flow's so foolish
these ^!$$%s making moves my ^!$$%s making movies wait


[playboy tre:]
wile like a crazy mic

clean like a baby wipe
y'all just a momma boy sleeping with a baby like
my ex say i'm a dick cause my mind frank @@#!y

up in... drinking all the sake
damn right i want a double fried rice
i'm getting bread i put my dick up in your face

your face'll look like...
girls call me tre day
i'm looking for pay day

my squad's got more bottle poppin' ^!$$%s than the aa
liquor and wheelbarrow foolish as will ferrell
but i ain't got a step brother, i $#[email protected] your step mother

i cussed cause i like it (*##$
$#[email protected] hoe mother $#[email protected]
you mad cause i'm balling, life as a mother $#[email protected]

your son is a leprichaun so hater live life a little
new %#@! dropping soon "patron & instrumental"
it's tre, my flow won't quit til i say it ends


[b.o.b:]
don't roll with #[email protected] ^!$$%s, we call them va-jeanas

that's why your girl choosing don't pray i never meet her
i tap her on the head and say you know the procedure
you just mad with no (*##$ cause i'm chilling with your (*##$

she through out your mixtape but she knows my whole disc
my flow's sick, i'm a poet, edgar allen poe %#@!
haters be getting defensive like 4th down and show blitz

but i don't bun it, i run it for a hundred
ever since i was a young 'un, been hungry as paul bunyon
i'm the %#@! so fix the plumbing

i'ma beast and the game's 200
and if this ain't what you call hip-hop you must be bungee jumping
i'm smoking on... some of you call that chronic

hennessey in my vomit cause the night before...
lil c got that beat bumping so you can hear me drumming
i remains by the way eastside of the a just incase anyone was wondering (*##$


[meek mill:]
ohh i'm a mother $#[email protected] beast

all my haters rest in peace
i make a hundred on the money and go hard the rest of week
pray on ^!$$%s like a sunday

see your artist that's a feast
i got like 30 in the chalk i let you pussies...
it was me and old melly in this game levy

swagger on the finish, i think i'm andretti
i push you to the limit get 'em haters gassed heavy
wait a minute i'm a menace

shout out to the winners
i'm just getting started and ^!$$%s at they end
and errbody say i'm hot but i've been hot since the beginning

i be with a (*##$ that looks like kim kardashian...

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