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B.o.B. - Bet I (feat. Playboy Tre and T.I.) songtekst

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DJ Drama Talking: OK, I see where we going. DJ Drama, Trendsetter hits

Put me on anything still I bet I bust.
Put me anywhere on the map I bet I bust.
Dis is what I does so please don’t pass me up
Matter fact give me 15 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
I bet I bust, I bet I bust
Matter fact give me 15 minutes and a bag of bud
I bet I bust

DJ Drama Talking: Affiliates nigga pay attention dot tension

Bud bust; bet I boys that’s just what I does, yes
Put me anywhere on the map with a backpack strap still I bet I bust
Bet I flow; bet I rip this beat; bet I feel that soul
Bet I go; bet I finish this niggas like Ray; sit down bro
Bet I know everything about this game, bet I know my role
Bet 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 your in outer space; really ain’t got no home
Really Imma son ya
Bet I’m blown bet I’m thrown up to the sky or where the oceans
So I fly wherever I’m going
When I buy bet I’m focused
If its fire bet I roll it
Matter of fact, you can bet I blow it

Put me on anything still I bet I bust.
Put me anywhere on the map I bet I bust.
Dis is what I does so please don’t pass me up
Matter fact give me 15 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
I bet I bust, I bet I bust
Matter fact give me 15 minutes and a bag of bud
I bet I bust

Yea, back with a cup of that liquor nigga
Yall don’t really know Tre really know me
Really know the streets
Naw, yall really niggas ain't “G” really ain't hard
Never really never served no hard
Yall be playing that role; talking that pimp shit 
never really pimped shit Naw
Yall be saving them hoes; but I don’t
And I wont; I get a bitch anytime I want
I’m that guy; spit that fire; shake the ground every time I stomp
Heat in the trunk; cup in the air; 
you can talk shit but I really don’t care
Man i'm in a Cadillac younger rat rada–tat- tat-tat
but a nigga ain't scared
From that red clay east of the “A”; young niggas get locked up everyday
Cops ain't shit so I drop that shit have’m dropin through them
Make it through the day grinding for my pay; it’s that nigga Tre
Bustin like a pistol bet believe it when I say
That I bust

Put me on anything still I bet I bust.
Put me anywhere on the map I bet I bust.
Dis is what I does so please don’t pass me up
Matter fact give me 15 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
I bet I bust, I bet I bust
Matter fact give me 15 minutes and a bag of bud
I bet I bust
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