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Lil B lyrics : "James Bond Robber"

Yea, I know that you're slingin packs
I'm gonna serve a lick and I'm thinkin bout takin that
And I ain't gon lie, the plug damn near them

Fiendin me the !@!@&&, %#@! the game no fun
Rap came with the work man, I came with the gun
He came with the gun but he left in the trunk

Told him chill for a sec, let's roll up a blunt
God based, I got cash so I know wutchu want
Started talkin bout life, keepin %#@! up front

Man the lighter, spark this up
Man, this %#@! good, what the $#&@ man?
Aye pass it to the boy and he hit that boy good

Purple smoke kush, I urk and lean back
And then I hit him with the bean Jackie lean back
Couple watch the scene at

Now I'm thinkin what the $#&@, how I'm gonna do that?
He take that, I guess I'll be cleaning that
Kick dude up stackin, people still talkin

I move the car, it's about 1 in the morning
Look, what I started, I guess I'm so heartless
The way I'm door to door, you would think that I'm on it

Let's get back to the performance, put his body in the car
Put the drugs in mine, drove it a couple miles
I got some %#@! outside

People waving at me, happy, ain't even trippin
Parked the car on the street, left in limpin
Like $#&@ that, catch a cab or something

Gotta walk that trail, where the nearest gas station?
I'm too thirsty, this '76 ? that's straight for me
No guilt on me cuz the dope was free

Like a priest's son asked if he can call me a cab
I left my phone in my car, took the wallet and cash
Pay him dude, now I'm waiting for the cab

Cab driver pull up, I just gave him the cash
Told him go fast and don't drag
Police pass on the other side, for a homicide

You pass by the car where the body died
Somehow somebody CSI when I was ridin
So we still drivin, getting a lil closer

Police show up, my heart folded, stomach up in my chest
I started sweatin, live camera, drive another stop
Guns pulled on him in the $#&@in drop

One thing I ain't leave was the Mack in our buck
Let them things out the window and I'm sprayin on shots
Cab driver run out, I move up to the front and I ain't like this %#@!

And I ain't never be done
Once may spark the blunt ? James Bond the Robber
Smoking that (*##$ with a mother$#&@in choppa


Lil Boss


Here you go
Let them take the shots man
Because we pulled into the fullest extend

$#&@ it, I'm going out the gang

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