Bet I

Album: The Adventures Of Bobby Ray (2010)
Charted: 72
  • Put me on anything, still I bet I buzzed (Well I bet I buzzed)
    Put me anywhere on the map I bet I buzzed (I bet I buzzed)
    This is what I does, so please don't gas me up (Don't gas me up)
    Matter fact, gimme 15 minutes and a bag of bud I bet I buzzed.
    (Buzzed)
    I bet I buzzed
    (Buzzed)
    I bet I buzzed
    I bet I, I bet I, I bet I buzzed
    (Buzzed)
    I bet I buzzed
    Matter fact gimme fifteen minutes and a bag of bud, I bet I buzzed
    buzzed, buzzed, buzzed, bu-bu-buzzed

    Bud, buzzed, bet I buzzed
    That's just what I does
    Just put me anywhere on the map
    With a backpack strapped still I bet I buzzed
    Bet I float, bet I rip this beat, bet I feel that soul,
    Bet I go, bet I bench these niggas 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 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 fly where ever
    I'm goin' when I fly bet I'm focused, if its fire, bet I roll it, matter fact,
    You can bet I buzzed.

    Put me on anything, still I bet I buzzed (bet I buzzed)
    Put me anywhere on the map I bet I buzzed (I bet I buzzed)
    This is what I does, so please don't gas me up (Don't gas me up)
    Matter fact, gimme 15 minutes and a bag of bud I bet I buzzed.
    (Buzzed)
    I bet I buzzed
    (Buzzed)
    I bet I buzzed
    I bet I, I bet I, I bet I buzzed
    (Buzzed)
    I bet I buzzed
    Matter fact gimme 15 minutes and a bag of bud, I bet I buzzed

    Grab the ground front and center
    The king fittin' to enter
    The room with the boom in the booth, I deliver
    The hottest, you prolly 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 ballin 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 revamp, turn't up, all the way re-amp
    Two or three tramp
    Wit' 'em in the newest same Bentley
    Nigga say he do it like us, you shittin' me?
    96, 97 in Atlanta didn't we
    Have more blocks than Mutombo Dikembe
    For those who can't hold water need a new kidney
    Put it down under Australia, Sidney (bye)
    And I'm still representing,
    For the niggas under prison yard tuned in, listenin'
    And I'm back to doing big things
    A sucka' lookin' for me, start in yo bitch' dreams
    That's right I'm 20 feet tall standing on the big screen
    Get dough, get green, my flow sickening,
    It's the King nigga!

    Put me on anything, still I bet I buzzed
    Put me anywhere on the map I bet I buzzed
    This is what I does, so please don't gas me up
    Matter fact, gimme fifteen minutes and a bag of bud I bet I buzzed.
    I bet I buzzed
    I bet I buzzed
    I bet I, I bet I, I bet I buzzed
    I bet I buzzed
    Matter fact gimme fifteen minutes and a bag of bud, I bet I buzzed

    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 niggas 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 every time 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 don' go
    Rat tat a tat tat tat cause 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 a drop to make it through the day
    Grindin' for my pay
    It's that nigga Tre
    buzzedin' like a pistol best believe it when I say
    That I buzzed!

    Put me on anything, still I bet I buzzed
    Put me anywhere on the map I bet I buzzed
    This is what I does, so please don't gas me up
    Matter fact, gimme fifteen minutes and a bag of bud I bet I buzzed.
    I bet I buzzed
    I bet I buzzed
    I bet I, I bet I, I bet I buzzed
    I bet I buzzed
    Matter fact gimme fifteen minutes and a bag of bud, I bet I buzzedWriter/s: CLARENCE MONTGOMERY III, BOBBY SIMMONS, CLIFFORD HARRIS, JESSE MCMULLEN
    Publisher: Warner Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind
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