Lil B - From The Bay lyrics

[Intro: Lil B] Turn this sh** up, n***a, b**h Mob! [Verse 1: Lil B] Stay f**in stunting b**h mob hit her put the ho on a track Make a couple dollars I ain't nothin bout frontin Nothin to it boss, I float like Ali and I sting like a wasp b**h paid me cause she know that it cost Money on your head like bu*ter with the bread Handle funk or you're dead, that's what I said In the hood every day cause the n***a ain't scared When I walk by people know not to stare cause Cause your a** get built like the top of the stairs Drinkin every day, smoke every day Lightin up a blunt n***as know I don't play No I don't play, no I don't play Might ball every day but no I don't play No I don't play, no I don't play Might ball every day but no I don't play, b**h [Bridge] Doodaloop-boodaloop-boop Hey tell my n***as throw them W's up n***a bang that sh**! BASEDGOD! [Hook: Lil B] x2 Lil B n***a still young and f** a ho Lil B b**h still reppin west coast Lil B, still got the AK Throw your hands up, if you're from the bay [Verse 2: Lil B] I made my mind up I'm only wearing based clothes, feeling like SpaceGhost But that n***a broke with no TV show Leave a n***a dry with no b**hes though b**hes love me cause I'm straight I like her, and she like me I'm the type of n***a f** with the lights on b**h look at me I know the Based God I'll tell you a little secret Actually no I won't cause I know you can't keep it I beat a b**h up I beat a s**a up, I beat the f**in world up That's how it feel That's so real, that's so gutta That's so active b**h I'm so posh I knock a n***a off [Hook: Lil B] x2 Lil B n***a still young and f** a ho Lil B b**h still reppin west coast Lil B, still got the AK Throw your hands up, if you're from the bay [Verse 3: Lil B] This so fire in '14 Real old fire, don't take no game Don't play me, don't talk that sh** Man, if it ain't Lil B I want Lil B, you in the streets? Hundred thousand down low first take I'm a special dude, with a lot of game I can teach you how to not work Push the weight off, get fat first You feel me? And I serve you a plate The chef in the kitchen cookin things not legal Paula Deen got a lotta n***as in the Regal Brodie riding high, I feel like you I feel I see you Just throw up the deuce man To a n***a that got the juice [Hook: Lil B] x2 Lil B n***a still young and f** a ho Lil B b**h still reppin west coast Lil B, still got the AK Throw your hands up, if you're from the bay