Bob - Guest List lyrics

[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**hes, 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 Hell yes sir, I handle business I'm so prolific, it's impostor-ing and no pretending [Hook] [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 hell 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 pa** fur when I visit Overseas ball no pivot you talk about it and I love it [Hook] [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** I'm straight like 12: 30 Call me the good, I'm burping Chillin with brown sugar and cinnamon One bu*ter 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***a University I hold my team down, anchorman Ron Burgundy I'm tryin tell you man, I'm sharper than surgery Bobby Ray! [Hook]