Rudeboi Lyrics - Bun B

Yeah you know 

October 

Oh, I 

Bless, and you'll be respected 

Respect the ways of the old 

'Cause when a rudeboi has no place for acceptance 

The day Selassie I come 

Hear me now 

Check, check, check out my melody 

I got the killer flow, call it lyrical felony 

I got more melanin than Melanie 

So mothafuck what a fuckboy is tellin' me 

I'm lit so they inhalin' me 

Since I'm iller, no man be triller 

No woman no cry, fuck her, I didn't feel love 

Past the plantain, take a shot of tequila 

Selector, come back, rewind, now wheeler 

I get respect on every road that I travel on 

'Cause me not deal with the fuckery of Babylon 

Them haffi know me, I the don, no lie 

So mandem back off when we walk by, Selassie I 

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Bless, and you'll be respected 

Respect the ways of the old 

'Cause when a rudeboi has no place for acceptance 

The day Selassie I come 

Hear me now 

We comin' straight from the motherland 

And it's designed for the mind of my brother man 

Who put it together, no other man 

And we came to tell it to the world, we can't keep it undercover, man 

Roots and culture, shaped up and sculptured 

No you can't have it back, you pussyclaat vulture 

You're dealin' bombaclat business, don't test me now 

'Cause man a real shotta, boy, you no stress me now 

Pass the ganja, inhale the flavor 

Praise the most high, boy respect your savior 

Rudeboi behavior, second to none 

Mandem run when I rum-pum-pum-pum, Selassie I, go 

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Bless, and you'll be respected (yeah) 

Respect the ways of the old 

'Cause when a rudeboi has no place for acceptance (what up) 

The day Selassie I come 

Hear me now 

Murder! 

Grew up such a rudeboi, now me just a rudeman 

I am not a human, pocket full of blue man 

Walkin' 'pon the stars gets me higher than a moon man 

Send him to his ancestors, family reunion 

Young Mula, bitch, them no more run with mi squadron 

Dem say dem some goons, what's a goon to a goblin? 

Underground King, Little Wayne, dreadlock Rasta 

She say she a queen, she play games, she play possum 

Tunechi got no ceilings, yeah, but Tunechi got more millions 

The snake on me two billion, the fuck with the reptilian 

Hit you from your blindside, got goons in your peripheral 

Bun B a legend, period, rest in peace Pimp, I sip for you 

Bless 

Bless, and you'll be respected 

Respect the ways of the old 

'Cause when a rudeboi has no place for acceptance 

The day Selassie I come 

Hear me now 

Bless