Guest List (feat. Rosco Dash)

[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 case oh

Straight shots no hangover, real bitches, no fake hoes

Two chicks in barbados, we bake o's like begals

Hasta luego, lasta alfredo

Authentic italian linguine, pasta, no prego

Call me luetinet, 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 bussiness

I'm so prolific, it's imposture-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 you know [?] 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 attention

Got me [?] the hook man after low murder [?] make me a [?]

I'm so [?] place to choose you ain't hurt the pound working

See i get out hand to my building i am so ambitious

I got big dough that's bisquet [?]

So when i walk around that's [?] i pass fur when i [?]

Overseas by no [?] you talk about it and i love it

[hook]

[verse 3: b.o.b]

Great 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

Shit i'm straight like 12: 30

Call me the good, i'm burping

Chillin with brown sugar and cinnamon

One butter 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 cursing

Now squirt for me, twerk it for em

I'm the professor of real nigga university

I hold my team down, anchorman ron burgundy

I'm tryin tell you man, i'm sharper than surgery

Bobby ray!

[hook]