Styles P - Bold & Arrogant Remix lyrics

[Intro] Using each other to compete with, these subjects are a pity ‘Cause their minds are not witty like mines ah rada rada Bold and arrogant, they ain't arrogant Bold and arrogant, they ain't arrogant Bold and arrogant, they ain't arrogant Bold and arrogant, they ain't arrogant [Verse One: Emilio Rojas] You know that we roll with the keys to the city And uh, she so high, she so with me, give me a plus one I got my ego with me and I only f** with paper I'm eco-friendly, broads, I recycle ‘em and my RJ liking ‘em more We in bars and are as high as the floors The flyest couture, arrive and they eying the door Trying to pour all the wine they were doubted before And I be bagging them dimes at Kay Gag and it's hard To keep it straight now they walk around with name tags The women I'm hitting, they letting me be ‘Cause I don't fear a f**ing thing but intimacy They get in the jeep, beats are shaking the trunk Late night to day light, my people waking up drunk Rise and shine, who colder than this? I don't brag, I just know I'm the sh**, yeah [Hook] Bold and arrogant, they ain't arrogant Bold and arrogant, they ain't arrogant so you know I'm the sh** Bold and arrogant, they ain't arrogant Bold and arrogant, they ain't arrogant, yeah I know I'm the sh** Bold and arrogant, they ain't arrogant Bold and arrogant, they ain't arrogant so you know I'm the sh** Bold and arrogant, they ain't arrogant Bold and arrogant, they ain't arrogant, yeah I know I'm the sh** [Verse Two: Styles P] S-P, spit so (arrogant), clique so deep, flip ‘cause they arrogant Chip on my shoulder, I'm just so arrogant, still move work From Yonkers to Maryland, little shorty think I'm big headed Get the little head, I'm headed where Big headed Big faces in the briefcase, money under the mattress I don't even sleep straight, if you fly, what am I? Drink the k**er with a worm and piss a bu*terfly Holding all toasts, hit the bu*ter ride, do what I'm meant to do Oscar de la hunt the suit, so cla**y but I look so good in it Tre pound on me, still so hood in it, I'm simply not having it Money magnet, bold and arrogant [Hook] [Verse Three: Asher Roth] The sedums is condescending, sending a kind of scent The nostrils get a type of sting, a narcissistic kind of thing I often met with harp and strings and an operatic sing When I walk inside the ring, you would thought that I had wings On the softer side of things, I'm just an unrealistic optimist My awesomeness is off the grid, an awesome kid anonymous Got the hottest chick with a co*k in her esophagus All you other novices are obviously just talking sh** Hot dogging it, apartment smells mahogany Carpentry and archery have all been called anomalies Honestly, avant-garde of the artistry Pardon the applause but they've all started calling me (Bold and arrogant, they ain't arrogant) Won't even perform if my oranges ain't mandarin Candles lit, little mayonnaise up on my sandwich You don't like my manners, you can handle it with management