Neon Demon (Explicit)

Song: Neon Demon

Artist: B.o.B

Lyrics: Bobby Ray Simmons / Jr

Porsche 911, emergency whip (yeah)

Her head so fire, emergency bitch

(Look at that demon)

Uh

Bust on her hair like a perm

And I bust where her perm is and shit

Keisha, them edges is newborns

I bust and then board on a bitch

(Look at that demon)

And shit (I'm sorry), and shit (lo siento)

That shit (my bad, look at that demon)

In neon, that demon, he screamin' and shit, and shit

Made a killin', yeah, heard I'm chillin', feelin'

Pocket full of dead guys, I'm makin' a killin'

They be like, "Get them demons off of you"

I'd be lyin' if I said I ain't want commas too

Turn me to a savage, that's what hunger do

Disrespect the reaper 'til they come for you

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Niggas get mad and fumble the whole bag

(Whole bag, bag)

She call me papi and she got a whole dad

(Whole dad)

She call me demon

'Cause I got that d, man

And she want 'bout three bands

She just get semen (look at that demon)

These hoes be aggy, bruh

These hoes be actin' up

Then go fuck on air mattresses

Shit don't be addin' up

That hustle ass-backwards as fuck

They be like, "Get them demons off of you"

I'd be lyin' if I said I ain't want commas too

Turn me to a savage, that's what hunger do

Disrespect the reaper 'til it come for you

Ma-ma-masters pick their slaves

Not a slave pick their masters

You don't know that you got played

'Til 'bout 10 years after

Aids, cancer, brain samples, eight years of propaganda

Incarcerated in the slammer

'Fore niggas even knew that crack was illegal

A tap on the needle

Reagan was servin' them whole things

'Fore niggas had boats and planes

We still took the blame for all the cocaine

Put you on game, call me a daemon

I'm weighin' my options inside of this game (game)

(Look at that demon)

They be like, "Get them demons off of you"

I'd be lyin' if I said I ain't want commas too

Turn me to a savage, that's what hunger do

Disrespect the reaper 'til it come for you

'Til it come, 'til it come

Whole bag, bag

Whole bag, bag

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (whole bag, bag)

Call me a demon, a daemon, I'm Damien,

Melanin, melanin, melanin (whole bag, bag)

Call me a demon, a daemon, I'm Damien,

Melanin, melanin, melanin (whole bag, bag)

All these demons all around me, I'm not listenin'

Ten toes, yeah, I'm all about my spendin'