Tekst:
Lil B Motivation

walking Keep my head up, always looking forward Front cover of The Fader for you lame haters [Hook: Lil B] This is motivation, just motivation [Interlude: Lil B

out there needs a real man? And who's gonna ride or die with me? Who's gonna give B2K what they need? I need a thick with big hips that's just my motivation

Rob the jewelry store and tell 'em make me a grill Dirty, R&B, add da whole top diamond and the bottom row's gold Yo, we 'bout to start a epidemic wit

New s***, Lil' Flip and Lyfe Talk to 'em, Lyfe, yeah Talk to 'em, Lyfe, yeah I just can't go, I just can't stay I just can't, you just what? I just can

' Mo Wish I Can Go Down Every Street[Every Street] But Da f---n' Narcotics Say I Got Death On Me Niggas They Try To Rebel Me[Shiid] But it's Motivation

Independence forsaken, revelations in the making Bitch-made niggas breakin', separate by segregation Hatred they motivation, no relation in this congregation Load weapons trigger detonations (B

kickers in his trunk, kick it like it's Chung Lee How he gotta keep it Triller like Pimp C an' Bun B An' his alligator seats, they were caught by Dundee

white tee (oh), Or on South Beach (oh) in my wife b. V V and studded you can tell when they cut it ya see my granmama hate it, but my lil mama love

Ya Dick That's A Fuckin Rental You Just Threw On Tints You fucked That Ugly girl Why You don't claim Ya Chick thought You slanging Bricks You ain't Hurcules them Lil