So without further ado, we bring to you
Regulate the streets of BK with brass knuckles
Yo Black Rob, makin' all stops
Them so called mean, cats sound like Ben Vareen
I drop the bomb when you want test the Don power
And we come to lock it down this year
Might have to check a few cats for good measure
But we ain't tryin' na hurt nobody
(Without further ado)
But we ain't tryin' na hurt nobody
(We ain't tryin' na hurt nobody)
Before I slip I let you know that I'm on to ya
Yo Black Rob, makin' all stops
We back
Top of the world, watch me snatch your hood treasure
Catch me in a Lex 470 or the Explorer
So without further ado, we bring to you
Show me some hoe somewhere in the tropics
Fucking ghetto Don Juan
Switchin' gears on the Ducati, cats schemin' prob'ly
I figure I'm the best thing since ham and grits
(Keep hopin')
(Without further ado)
I'm sayin', I try to tell 'em how I do due to the fact you
To the death, till one of us got no breath left
And I still roll with bulletproof doors on my ride
(Your highness)
Playboy you know the drilly, y'all cats is real silly
You highness, Black Rob, Spanish Harlem's finest
And I'ma suck the pussy till she beg me to stop it
PD world tourer, Harlem horror
And we come to lock it down this year
Your hands'll never touch my Bad Boy formula
But unfortunately it's that war outside
If y'all ain't had guns I probably wouldn't of brought my squadron
Is it me, or the hundred grand worth of icy
The underworld figure, mo morals
Yo, when I walk up in the place all eyes is on me
We just tryin' na make it clear, there B.R. is here
Ayo Paul, get the Bent let's get the fuck up outta here
He got his tech and I ain't even put it on yet
We just tryin' na make it clear, there B.R. is here
Switchin' gears on the Ducati, cats schemin' prob'ly
And this year, I'm gonna hit 'em severe
B.R., natural born threat
My team some sick cats fresh from Ward's Island
Small shit it's only room to get bigger and spread love on my niggas
And that's the way my niggas roll, if you was seein' his dough
Switchin' gears on the Ducati, cats schemin' prob'ly
That's real, I'ma tell you how the black man feel
(Without further ado)
(Without further ado)
Sorry, let's go
Yo Black Rob, makin' all stops
Caught me, diggin' in the scene, 115, Lex minivan light green
(Your highness)
(Without further ado)
Yo Black Rob, makin' all stops
We gon' party till this motherfucking ball drops, snatchin' all props
Approach me, play me closely, hopin' hopefully
And we come to lock it down this year
We ain't mad though, we got the bulletproof dough
Rockin Sean John, poppin Sean Don
I mean I'm just limpin' 'cuz right now I see the profit
Watching my cream, stopping my cream
Shit's been tried before, my shit's stress, with no lactose at all
And we come to lock it down this year
(We ain't tryin' na hurt nobody)
We gon' party till this motherfucking ball drops, snatchin' all props
We just tryin' na make it clear, there B.R. is here
We gon' party till this motherfucking ball drops, snatchin' all props
Yo Black Rob, makin' all stops
(We ain't tryin' na hurt nobody)
Was duckin' my debut, duckin' the ginsu
Show me some grams I chop it, show me some land I cop it
It's on dude, I warned you before the wildin'
We gon' party till this motherfucking ball drops, snatchin' all props
So without further ado, we bring to you
Just imagine, me and you toe to toe back of the paddywagon
You highness, Black Rob, Spanish Harlem's finest
We just tryin' na make it clear, there B.R. is here
Switchin' gears on the Ducati, cats schemin' prob'ly
But we ain't tryin' na hurt nobody
It's hectic so I send Black to come and check it
Protect that neck
You highness, Black Rob, Spanish Harlem's finest
(Your highness)
They call me PD, holy like Koran
The wizard like Juwan Howard
So what you gon do now?
At last stuck you, and your so called team
I be the PD world tourer, Harlem horror
So without further ado, we bring to you
But we ain't tryin' na hurt nobody
(Your highness)
Can't underestimate me I beg your pardon
We just tryin' na make it clear, there B.R. is here
That shit flip it, it's off the hook, it's unlisted
(We ain't tryin' na hurt nobody)
Got a gat and decided to clap at least twenty right at us
And we come to lock it down this year
Pimp status, while you run around with shrimp status
Ain't shit changed, same shit stains, in the business
What I gotta do sell another ten milly
You highness, Black Rob, Spanish Harlem's finest
(We ain't tryin' na hurt nobody)
Pack toast but still catch him with the backhand steel
So without further ado, we bring to you
Yeah, ya, ya, y'all thought we was gonna stay away for a long time
But we ain't tryin' na hurt nobody
It's crazy how they all fall down, all balls down
Switchin' gears on the Ducati, cats schemin' prob'ly
You highness, Black Rob, Spanish Harlem's finest
You'd be the same baby
I roll with soldiers, quick to run pass and snuff you
We gon' party till this motherfucking ball drops, snatchin' all props
