[Michael Jackson]
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"Say, say, say, what you want
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But don't, play, games..." {FURY}
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[B.o.B - with Michael Jackson sample in background]
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Go right ahead, say whatever you want, please
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That's it? Go ahead, I'm here all day
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[yawning] Ahhh
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Yup! Ha ha, yup, well
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[B.o.B.]
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Say what you like, but I just, take a little knife, and then I
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make a little slice, and then I, take a little bite, yum!
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So miss me with all that doubt, what they all talkin about?
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Talkin 'bout I ain't dope? What the hell are y'all bloggin about?
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I'm the authority now, and I'm the priority now
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So if you ain't on my side, might as well just throw in ya towel
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Oh how cocky of me! To speak so highly of me
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They say I'm crazy now; I guess I'll hire a shrink
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And this is just how I feel - why would I lie on a beat?
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But y'all be sleepin on me, so I guess y'all (lie) on the beat
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Heh! Well that went over yo' head
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And I'm B.o.B a/k/a Bobby Ray so don't you ever forget, yeah
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"Say, say, say, what you want" [4X]
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[Playboy Tre]
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Yeahhhh
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It's Playboy Tre bitch I'm back, once again where the fuck we at?
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Standin strong and you can run and tell them sucka niggaz that
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Gimme my Henn', gimme my cup, play my beat and leave me 'lone
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And you can bet, I'ma bring that fuckin trophy back home
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Yellin hoo-ray, hoo-rah; either way I want my moolah
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like it's payday, and I ain't leavin the game until I say say
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It's (Tre Day), I fuck Deltas to the AKA's
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to ghetto ass hoes who name they bad-ass son Tay-Tay
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Ray-Ray, and Day-Day, I'm bustin like a AK
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Fuck around and find yo' ass in a motherfuckin melee
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So say what you will nigga, you can talk it, or blog it
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Like diarrhea to toilet stools, I ain't comin off it - naw!
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"Say, say, say, what you want" [4X]
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[Killer Mike]
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Westside O.G. everybody know he can not be held back
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It's Killer Kill from the 'ville don't mess don't chill
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Been buckin since that crack
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Fat boy, fly boy, fly boy, fat boy
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Know these hatin ass niggaz hate that
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I prevail in spite of Hell and now I'm boss hoggin in a 'llac
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Actually, it's a Benz my friend; I just rhymed this shit for a rap
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And - actually I got businesses; I ain't really gotta motherfuckin rap
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I'm talkin barbershops and corner sto', independent label GTO
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'Bout to open a studio, bet'cha y'all'll love me then
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Get yo' ass a record deal and buy yo' fonky publishin
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Say what you like, but don't fuck with Mike
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I'm a lot of J Prince and a little Suge Knight
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I'm throwed in the game like a basketball
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I'm a big dawg, you're a flea on my balls
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What you say don't pay so sincerely I say
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motherfuck yo' mommas and alla y'all!
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Yeah lil' bruh, y'knahmsayin?
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This the big dawg right here, man it's ya big dawg
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Mike Bigga is bigga y'know?
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Known as Killer Kill from the 'ville
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I just wanna say lil' bruh man
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I'm proud of you lil' bruh
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Y'knahmsayin, with "Who is B.o.B?"
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And now you sayin man it's Bobby Ray
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I respect it bruh!
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No I respect it like
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when Muhammad Ali came out of Cassius Clay man
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So I'm happy to meet Bobby Ray lil' bruh
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And let me tell you somethin lil' bruh
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ANY HATER man, any hater, that come up against you bruh
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He don't wanna see the crystal
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He don't love the 'coustic guitar
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He want you to AutoTune
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Tell him to suck TEN THOUSAND WEE-WEE man
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And big bruh said that man!
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Knahmsayin? Tell him to play booty hole games
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at the motherfuckin... at at
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Tell him to play at the at at at
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as the bulldog do, y'knahmean? But
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Don't play with Bobby Ray man I'm fuckin with ya hard man
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Grind Time rap game bang bang bang man
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Um he dope cause I said so, holla at me
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Westside O.G., everybody know me, fo'real!
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Say What You Want
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| B.O.B. |
