Guest List lyrics - B.o.B (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 floor but I lay low

No lease 'cause it's paid fo, stack chips with my queso

Straight shots no hangover, real bitches, no fake hoes

Two chicks in Barbados, we bait ho's like bagels

Hasta luego, Lobsta Alfredo

Authentic Italian linguine, Pasta, no Prego

Call me lieutenant, 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 business

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 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 who don't add me 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 detention

Got me Captain Hook man after low murder make me a burger

I'm so further like the place that you ain't heard of pound worker

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

I got big dough that's biscuit [?]

So when I walk around that's fitness I pass fur when I visit

Overseas ball no pivot you talk about it and I live it

[Hook]

[Verse 3: B.o.B]

Grand 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 Kersee

Now squirt for me, twerk it for me

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]