Artist: Lil B Album: 05 Fuck Em (Mixtape) Song: Love B Typed by: AZ Lyrics Yea man it's ya boy Lil B Worldwide, I love you Ya feel me? I know ya'll been waiting For the rawest rapper alive Ya feel me? Hands up, yeah, one time You know what I'm sayin Ya'll gotta fuck with the real Check it I'm hotter then hot; nigga my blocks is hot My watch is cold, watching out for the front I'm out the front, nigga, I'm through the back Your past is back, threw it back I'm shooting the packs; went through straps At Wal-Mart, nigga, them customer classics I seen dope rock, same color as ice Dope so big it look like Zeus Oakland got crack like Big got Juice I hold straps like Dykes with the cooch Tired of the streets, all night got the roof This shirt so hot, the same price as my coupe 500 cash, nigga that's the fucking truth Tell the whole world that I did, they wouldn't move If there wasn't no me, nigga, there wouldn't be you If there was no you, hell, there's no me Tell the world about that Speaking off zips not knowing what to get Summer was the best: had money, new checks Pounds of the weed mean lots of respect Respect got me the new house with the bitch Beat niggas up like uncles or your cousin I'm gutta like them niggas in the hood that's thuggin' Still in the bathroom, still in the classroom Still wanna learn about how I survived the drought Nigga first hand, first glance, can't judge I'm an American Idol but I can't judge I'm solid like your door but I won't budge This the code of honor; nigga don't break or budge I wanna find real then until I love me I love the people But do you really love me? I love the people But do you really love B? Put your hands up if you do Lil B for life 05 Fuck Em Let's ride