Bet I Lyrics

[Chorus - B.o.B] - w/ ad libs Put me on anything, still I bet I bust Put me anywhere on the map, I bet I bust This is what I does so, please don't gas me up Matter of fact, give me fifteen minutes and a bag of bud - I bet I bust I bet I bust, I bet I bust I bet I, I bet I, I bet I bust, I bet I bust Matter of fact, give me fifteen minutes and a bag of bud - I bet I bust Bust, bust, b-b-bust [Verse 1 - B.o.B] Yo, bud boys, bet I bust, that's just what I does, yes Put me anywhere on the map with a backpack strapped, still I bet I bust Bet I flow, bet I rip this beat, bet I feel that soul Bet I go, bet I bench these niggaz like Ray, sit down bro Bet I know, everything about this game, bet I know my role But they know when I come to the court this is my sport, B dot o B, so, bet I'm gone Bet I'm on a brand new plane, bet I'm in a whole different zone I ain't really from this place, so I'm up all night long Really I'm in outer space, really ain't got no home Really I'm a saint, bet I'm blown, bet I'm thrown Up to the sky, over the ocean, so I'll fly, wherever I'm goin When I'm by, bet I'm focused If it's fire, you can bet I roll it Matter of fact (*lighter flickers*), you can bet I bust [Chorus] - w/ ad libs [Verse 2 - T.I.] Yeah, hey, grab a brown front and center, the King fittin to enter (okay) The room when the boom hit the booth, I deliver The hottest, you probably too small to acknowledge, you Impossible to copy like what everybody try to do We cool as some dudes on them waves out in Malibu I'm fallin hard baseline, ball through the alley-oop (bang!) Comin through this thang like James, in the air off the rim I hang Nigga, this King, pretend you forgot my name if you wanna I'm a come hard like a boner, don't I Make a nigga wanna rebound, turned up all the way, we amped Two or three tramp With 'em in the mill, same Bentley Niggaz said they do it like us, you shittin me? '96, '97 in Atlanta, didn't we, have more blocks than Mutombo, Dikembe? (Bankhead!) For those who can't hold water, need new kidneys Put 'em down under Australia, Sydney (bye) And I'm still representing For the niggaz on the prison yard, tuned in, listening I'm back to doin big things (okay) A sucker lookin for me, start in your bitch's dreams (that's right) Or twenty feet tall standin on the big screen Get dough, big green, my flow sickening, it's the King nigga [Chorus] [Verse 3 - Playboy Tre] Yeah, back with a cup of that liquor, nigga, y'all don't really know Tre Really know me, really know the streets, no, y'all niggaz really ain't G Really ain't hard, never really served no hard, y'all be playin that roll Talkin that pimp shit, never really pimp shit, nah, y'all be savin them hoes But I don't and I won't, I'll get a bitch anytime I want I'm that guy, spit that fire, shake the ground everytime I stomp Beat in the trunk, cup in the air, you can talk shit but I really don't care Man I'm in the Cadillac, gun go rat-a-tat-tat-tat but a nigga ain't scared From that Red, Clay, east of the A, young niggaz get locked up everyday Cops ain't shit, so I drop that shit, have it drop on 'em, make it through the da-ay Grindin for my pa-ay, it's that nigga Tre-e Bustin like a pistol better believe it when I say - that I bust [Chorus]B.o.B. f/ T.I., Playboy Tre - Bet I - http://motolyrics.com/bob-f-ti-playboy-tre/bet-i-lyrics.html