Play the Guitar

Play The Guitar - Party Hit Kings

B o B play the guitar

B o B B o B play the guitar

B o B play the guitar

B o B B o B play the guitar

Well it's B o B flyer than

A stewardess

Fresh to death like

I'm dressed for a eulogy

My outfit's retarded

My flow is the stupidest dumb

I'll probably need to

After school tutor it

Ballin' on beats got

Hops like breweries

Sideline haters need to

Chill where the cooler is

Dr J flow you can call me Julius

Y'all take shots I direct movie sh*t

Grand Hustle champion

All I do is ball 'em up

Niggas startin' conversations

Just so they can talk us up

If you ain't runnin' sh*t

You can't even walk with us

Still I'm chill blunt wider than a coffee cup

You know it's B o

I do this for the people

Stackin' c-notes

Pockets on Cee-Lo

Uhm I'm killin' 'em mama

I'm talkin' hockey mask

I do it to death swag on body bag

This beat is out of here it's gone

Farewell so long so long

I'm sayonara the way I'm gone

So far away there ain't no

Signal on my phone

Cause I'm a star

So when I hit the bar it's like Cheers

Everybody knows who you are

Who would've thought

I would've took it this far

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B o B B o B B o B play the guitar

(3000) Play the guitar (3000) play the guitar

(3000) Play the guitar

Man I keep havin' this re-occurring

Image where I'm

Standing on top of Church's

Chicken playing guitar

Looked over and I see B o B

With this strange cigar

He's standing on top of Dunkin Donuts

It's like he own it

We at the corner of give it to 'em

And they don't want it

We out somewhere and me in Europe

They out here yawnin'

My niggas threw out way too

Much jewelry my chain lonely

But they don't know about

Black pearls but I will show them

"Why the world sleepin' on black girls "

Hey I don't know man

Silverback Stacks

Jumpin' out the jungle

Blowin' tiger stripe bubbles with

"Go To Hell" bubblegum

When I was younger space shuttle

Got hung in front of everyone

And grandmum tells me to stay

Humble but do not un-der-stand

When they leave mumbles to

Make 'em throw up they arms and hands

Now stumble and they

Will know I put on my pants

One leg at a time like they

Do pay us no mind

But everybody look at why we do it

It takes us more time

Excuse me if I'm no exhibitionist

Accordin' to the internet

3000 got a big old

Dic-tionary full of words

He must know how to use 'em

It also says I play the violin

And that ain't true but

You give me six strings and a pick

And I will make a guitar talk

Why I ain't gotta say sh*t

And I encourage any child to

Pick up some instrument

Cause if you're mad at your

Dad or mum you can grab it and strum

Eat your cabbage and corn

By the time you're done

You will finally realize that

They meant you no harm

They was tryin' to save your

Crazy a** from what's to come

3000 muthaf**ka Mr Tell-Me-Somethin'

My partner say I should

Practice more I know

They be saying I sound

Like I'm out of tune

I ask them do you cry in tune ni**a

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Play the guitar B o B play the guitar

Play the guitar

B o B B o B B o B play the guitar

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Play the guitar