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Master Bobbi Video (MV)




Performed By: Pyro Melik
Language: English
Length: 1:55
Written by: Justin Williams




Pyro Melik - Master Bobbi Lyrics




Yeah, yeah, check
I figure this the type of shit that Flex want
I raised these niggas, they ain't even my stepson
They can't play me, I'm too firm with it like AZ
And y'all really squares like a H3
I turn the papi negrito en segundos, este mundo es mio
I'm just callin' plays like Jack Del Rio
I take the chips outta the bag, now it's cheese everywhere
No Doritos, they can't keep up
They say that money talks, well, why y'all never speak up
They outta touch and wonder why they can't reach us
Cause they don't understand the levels
Throw dirt in your name, it won't even give you a shovel
I used to have apartments rockin' like heavy metal
Always knew what I wanted, went for it and never settled
I'm movin' at a different pace, we gettin' different cake
That's why we had to diversify, we playin' with real estate

Cause Cool turned into Master Bobby at the Summers end
J. Lou on house, four or five, if you was wonderin'
And me i'm bout to skirt off in something new that I just copped
Off the lot with the roof chop, yeah, it's like that
Don't think I ain't see your lil' comments, I just ain't write back
Still can't believe that you took the time to type that
I just follow my assignment, the devil's in the details
But y'all don't read the fine print, I'm disappointed
You gotta take it up with God that I'm the one anointed
It was grace, all the obstacles that I avoided
That's why you suckas can't touch us
Honestly, it does disgust us
How y'all sit back and discuss us
These rewards come with requirements
And I'm just a product of my environment
Gotta let dead situations die, no reviving it
And I'm one of the coldest out, no denying it
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Yeah, yeah, check
I figure this the type of shit that Flex want
I raised these niggas, they ain't even my stepson
They can't play me, I'm too firm with it like AZ
And y'all really squares like a H3
I turn the papi negrito en segundos, este mundo es mio
I'm just callin' plays like Jack Del Rio
I take the chips outta the bag, now it's cheese everywhere
No Doritos, they can't keep up
They say that money talks, well, why y'all never speak up
They outta touch and wonder why they can't reach us
Cause they don't understand the levels
Throw dirt in your name, it won't even give you a shovel
I used to have apartments rockin' like heavy metal
Always knew what I wanted, went for it and never settled
I'm movin' at a different pace, we gettin' different cake
That's why we had to diversify, we playin' with real estate

Cause Cool turned into Master Bobby at the Summers end
J. Lou on house, four or five, if you was wonderin'
And me i'm bout to skirt off in something new that I just copped
Off the lot with the roof chop, yeah, it's like that
Don't think I ain't see your lil' comments, I just ain't write back
Still can't believe that you took the time to type that
I just follow my assignment, the devil's in the details
But y'all don't read the fine print, I'm disappointed
You gotta take it up with God that I'm the one anointed
It was grace, all the obstacles that I avoided
That's why you suckas can't touch us
Honestly, it does disgust us
How y'all sit back and discuss us
These rewards come with requirements
And I'm just a product of my environment
Gotta let dead situations die, no reviving it
And I'm one of the coldest out, no denying it
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Writer: Justin Williams
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