Kutta - 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, 28th floor 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 bake O's like begals Hasta luego, pasta alfredo Authentic Italian linguine, Pasta, no Prego Call me lieutenant, riding 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 groove in it, hell yessir, I handle bussiness I'm so prolific, it's no impostor-ing and no pretending [Hook] [Verse 2: Roscoe Dash] Do it, do it, I did it, did it; it's done, it's done, it's finished, finished Since I gotta put in that overtime gotta make that 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 '@' me when they mention My music is like a drug man I'm just filling another prescription I'd duck school and put the beat it at the school dentention Call me Captain Hook, man absolute, murder make me a burger I'm so further like some place that you ain't hurt the pound working See I gotta handle my business, I am so ambitious I got big dough, that's biscuit, 30 knots ain't trippin' So when I walk around that's fitness, I pa**port when I visit Overseas ball no pivot, you talk about it and I live it [Hook] [Verse 3: B.o.B] 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, I'm eatin' good, Im 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'ma hit it girl with that long jump, With that Jackie Joyner, that Kersee Now squirt for me, twerk it for em 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]