All I Want lyrics - B.o.B
[Intro:]
I want everything I see
I wanna go in every mall in every state in every country and buy shit
Whether I can afford it or not, nigga
I want bitches, I want cars, I don’t give a fuck, I want it all
That’s what the fuck we’re here for
[Bridge:]
Say enough about a dream nigga
I’m just tryna keep it real nigga
It’s just so many woman
It’s just so many chains
It’s just so many watches
It’s just too many things
I want!
It’s just so many trips
It’s just so many bottles
It’s just too many whips
It’s just too many models
I want!
[Hook:]
All I want is money
Money, money, money
That’s all I want
Big face hundred
Hundred, hundred, hundred
That’s all I want, that’s all I want
That’s all I want, that’s all I want
[Verse 1:]
Not a day’s goes by
It ain’t on my mind
I ain’t gon frunt
I ain’t gon lie
I'd rather have an em
Than an empty pocket
If hundreds ain’t in them
Them jeans ain’t mine, I
I swear I won muthafucka
I’ll never be a bum muthafucka
You talking about like it ain’t about the money
You just sound like a dumb muthafucka
A house on the hill by the lake
All real niggas can relate
You tryna book me for free?
But my rent is due on today
A Better life is what we’re after
Because every dream I gotta capture
I always knew that I would blow up one day
Like a nuclear reactor
[Hook]
[Verse 2:]
From the cradle to a label
From decatur to the majors to papers, no more neighbors
I used to say I never cared about the money until I put food on my momma’s table
Follow the trail
Could’ve been in jail
The way that I live
Could have been fatal
Must have had an angel
It’s funny how I’m always on the screen
But as a teen I never had cable
But now I won it all
The world, the ladies, the whips
I took a fantasy and made it exist
No one ever handed a shit
We took what we had and made it this shit
That’s just from the dust to the luxury
Being off in the cut, the cutlery
That’s the gist, that’s the summary
So if you feel how I'm feeling then fuck with me!
[Hook]
[Bridge]
One Day lyrics - B.o.B
[Hook:]
I know one day, I won't have to wait in line
I know one day, I'mma get keys to that new ride
I know one day I'll be fine
And I know one day I'll get mine
And I know one day, hell it might be Monday
[Verse 1: B.o.B]
I remember thinking man I need a decent ride
And I would have to ask my momma for the keys to drive
With my brother riding in an old Cutlass
Black and mild lit, whole roof busted
Well who knows maybe one day we'll have a little more
We'll finally shop somewhere else besides the corner store
My little sister say she gotta have a pair of Dior's
But right now they'll probably stop us before we hit the door
My Uncle say that's how it is where we come from
And if it weren't for bad luck, we wouldn't have none
Hard to tell the good days from the bad ones
If I could catch a shooting star then I would grab one
I'd grab one for real
[Hook]
[Verse 2: B.o.B.]
I remember feelin' trapped and no I couldn't get out
And when they laid my momma of no it just didn't amount
I still remember how she looked when she walked into the house
But still she tried her best to show what was Christmas about
And if we wanted hot water we had to microwave it
And everyday the power cut off but we tolerate it
The thoughts of all the beats I lost because I forgot to save 'em
I'm screaming at me in the mirror like "I gotta make it!"
My teacher tryin' to get through to me because of my behaviour
I said "I got big dreams and I gotta chase 'em"
I never cared a damn thing about a college major
I only had one need, that was a lot of paper
But see I never had a thing but a lot of prayers
After school, open mic night, rockin' stages
It all started from a demo, to a limo
From a limo, to a Lambo
And all of this came up outta Decatur
Cos...
[Hook]
[Bridge:]
I used to dream about these days and the thing that I'd do
Had to get a new life, cos the old just won't do
I used to dream shades of grey, now the sky's shinin' blue
And everyday it feels like there's a way I can't lose
[Hook 2:]
Cos I knew one day, I wouldn't have to wait in line
I knew one day, I would get keys to that new ride
I knew one day I'd be fine
And I knew one day I'd get mine
And I knew one day, and not just Monday
Paper Route lyrics - B.o.B
[Verse 1:]
You don't know who you fucking with
Ain't no democrat, and by far I'm no republican
This the type of talk that'll probably piss off my publicist
And I ain't even started, the water ain't even bubbling
The type of talk that'll probably get me in trouble with the law
Or make the government come after me in public
Won't hear this on the radio, this here ain't for publishing
This ain’t that bubble gum shit, no, this ain’t that double mint
Consider this a risk, I swear I see 'em building pyramids brick by brick
They'll aim at anyone bold enough to go against this shit
You don't believe me? Look what happened to the Dixie Chicks
It's like nobody else complains
Till you tryna be more than a nigga with a chain
Cube already told you, they corrupted everything
And we these out here just tryna function, tryna maintain
[Hook:]
A hundred miles an hour running when I hit the ground
Thoughts moving through my head at the speed of sound
I pray, I pray my prayers make it through the cloud
I pray in heaven ain’t no fuck niggas ain’t allowed
A hundred miles an hour running when I hit the ground
Thoughts moving through my head at the speed of sound
I pray, I pray my prayers make it through the cloud
Till then it's back to the paper route, the paper route
[Verse 2:]
And of course it's unfortunate that niggas out here robbing for Jordans
Can we not afford them but got enough to get a Glock 40
Is our views on reality kinda distorted
But still, even though I understand the story
I still fall weak for a booty that's proportionate
On the sexy short bitch, so what's the score?
Chilling with some red dogs, drinking white man's poison
Ah, now that's a forfeit
Selling what's for free, that's extortion
But still I'm wondering what family was present when history was recorded
[Hook]
[Verse 3:]
You think you really know what's going on?
They passing laws where they can run up in your own home
Cameras on your laptop, TV and your iPhone
The battery don't come out, that means it's always on
Smile and say cheese, yeah niggas got you
I told you fuckers three years ago 'bout the watchers
If you won't take the microchip then you can't make no dollars
This ain't no lovely day for a neighbour, ain't no Mr Rodgers
Don't let these fuckers rob us for our freedom and your rights
And you be like: "it's on the news so it must be right"
Who's pulling the strings? Who's rolling the dice?
Who's calling the shots and who's starting the fight?
Think twice...
[Hook]
Ready lyrics - B.o.B (feat. Future)
[Intro: Future]
Apply major pressure my nigga
You hear me?
[Hook: Future]
Money on my mind, can't take it off that shit
Nigga got five different iPhone's only picking up for that grip
Any time they come around here
We ain't gonna let up on you pussy niggas
We just get ready
We just get ready
Any time they come around here
We ain't gonna let up on you pussy niggas
We just get ready
[Verse 1: B.o.B]
It's Ray Bands and Freebandz, we getting money
While you're hating, we're somewhere in Abu Dhabi
With Arabians and G5, and where my posse at?
It'scoutrageous, on that good Jamaican
That's right I'm too faded, you're two shady
I'm too greedy with two ladies
Excellence I'm exuberated
I'm finna smash like two potatoes
I don't give a fuck, not even two maybes
I turn up on niggas like rutabagas
I do it daily, I do it daily
That's my swag, you should pay me
Ain't that the truth?
This is my whip, ain't that the coupe?
Hustle Gang ain't that the squad
That bitch actin' like you've got to prove
While they out here catching feelings, I'mma catch a flight or two
I just give her major pressure while she gave me major (whoooo)
[Hook]
[Bridge: Future]
We just get ready
Any time they come around here
We ain't gonna let up on you pussy niggas
We just get ready
[Verse 2: B.o.B]
Anything they wanna do, hell yeah I'm ready for it
Sexy bitch just throw that back, hell yeah she's ready for it
They thought that the boy was stool, now my shit, they're checkin' for it
And your girl, she's addicted to it, I think that ho needs Betty Ford
All I heard is that boy a pop, all I heard is that boy's not
Top 5 on any list, but I've moved up by five slots
I'm passed one, high as fuck
I don't see niggas 'til I look down
Just turned my crib in to the hookah spot
You are now welcome to the kush lounge
So miss me with that fuckery
Girl, come here with that suckery
HamSquad, Hustle Gang, that's that Underground Luxury
I don't mess with them fake types, I'd bet them all, if it was up to me
Even if a bitch was a cashier, still she'll never get a buck from me
[Hook]
Throwback lyrics - B.o.B (feat. Chris Brown)
[Hook: B.o.B]
Go crazy to this
Go crazy to this
Go crazy to this
All my bitches get together, go crazy to this [2x]
[Verse 1: B.o.B]
And throw that back (throw that back)
Don't be scared, bitch throw back
This dick right here is cleaner than a hypochondriac
Po' that yack, po' that yack
This flow, you know that's crack
This beat, you know that track
I put my city on, you be on the map
Two hands when she on, like a scooter
She told me she wish she knew me sooner
If I hit her with' a new maneuver
What she gon' do? Scream hallelujah!
Her eyes rollin', she gone
She gettin' in her zone
And when she gimme dat look
Then I'm a do whatever I want
[Hook: B.o.B]
Go crazy to this
Go crazy to this
Go crazy to this
All my bitches get together, go crazy to this [2x]
[Bridge]
And throw that back, throw that back
Don't play bitch, throw that back [x2]
Throw that back, throw that back
Ba-ba-ba throw that back
Throw that back, throw that back
Don't play girl, throw that back
[Verse 2: Chris Brown]
Don't play with' it
I'm a lay in it
I'm a paint yo walls, I'm a spray in it
Never go licky licky with' my face in it
If it's country wood, then you takin' it
I said my chain so bright I'm a vacation in it
And you fake ass nigga ain't made of shit
I got a hundred fifty racks just to show up
You had to pay? Nigga I got paid to sit
I bet yo girl know me, a young nigga but I'm feelin' like a OG
Add a 'r' and a 'y', that's a orgy
I got her legs in the sky she gon' walk a bunch of life with no feet
She said her booty from the motherland
She started wobblin' and poppin' like a rubber band
I'm throwin' ten racks with my right
She told me grab her ass with' my other hand
[Hook: B.o.B]
Go crazy to this
Go crazy to this
Go crazy to this
All my bitches get together, go crazy to this [2x]
[Verse 3: B.o.B]
I'm a pimp, did ya know that?
Bobby Ray finna throw that
And when I throw that, D I never hold back
Hoes lookin' for me like a Lo-Jack
'Ca-Cause she wanna ride it like she stole it
That camel toe, I'm finna poke it
She got her best friend with' her and we playin' hokey-pokey
She jus' tryna focus on this wood in this pine
Bow down to the wood like a shrine
I be the 6, you be the 9
That's the only time you'll be less than a dime
Girl it's showin' time
Time to stretch, time to whine
I wanna see you wind
I wanna put it on your mind when I see you grind
Give life to the death, give sight to the blind
I wanna hit it from the back like "Aah-aah-aah!"
[Bridge: Chris Brown]
Look
Go crazy to this, go crazy to this
Now I'm in the pipe cause you ain't fuckin' her right
A nigga lazy as shit
They go crazy to this, I could go crazy to this
Soon as that song drop, that thong drop
Just shake that!
[Hook: B.o.B]
Go crazy to this
Go crazy to this
Go crazy to this
All my bitches get together, go crazy to this [2x]
Back Me Up lyrics - B.o.B
[Hook:]
East side gon back me up, gon back me up
West side gon back me up, gon back me up
South side gon back me up, gon back me up
North side gon back me up, yea
[Verse 1:]
Everywhere I plant my feet, everybody know 'bout me nigga
I ain't gotta say one word, I ain't gotta show ID nigga
Back when I was in 10th grade, I saved up, got a set of gold teeth
And I took em out but 7 years later I got 7 sets of gold teeth
Nigga I'm Bobby Bands, I do that
Private jet I flew that
40K I threw that
A quarter pound, I blew that
It sounds crazy but it ain't nothing it
She a freak but I already knew it
She looked at me and said I'm yo biggest fan
I told her if it's real then tattoo it
Every day I wake up, smoking like Jamaicans
Like an occupation, this is so outrageous
Head so good I makein' Bill Cosby faces
Giving that good and like the middle wafers
Free to the carpet, into the office
Then to the closet, many different flavors
Someone said my love you're called a label
And tell em hurry up with the paper
[Hook x2]
[Verse 2:]
Yea, look
You niggas tryna act like B.o.B ain't go
Man, stop that shit
That's $50,000 Alpaca
You gotta blot that shit fool
Look at this resume, can't nobody top that shit
And unless you the girl I'm fuckin'
Then you don't really need to be owned by a bitch like that uhm
Like that huh
Take a second, let me get it right back huh
They was hopin' I'd probably fall off, right?
But all I feel was them haters on my back, yeah
I ain't even got no genre
But this ganja gives contact, yeah
Well how the hell they gon' call us the rap game
When most of yall niggas can't rap
Most of yall niggas so whack
Most of yall ain't got, most of yall ain't got no swag
Most of yall bad, most of yall niggas so flaw
And all real niggas know that
Cause see this is not necessarily based on dexterity
Cause the things they tellin' me is I'm good as I'll ever be
I'm good as I'll ever be
In the hood I'm incredibly understood cause it's definitely in my blood
I'mma paint off you nigga
[Hook x2]
Coastline lyrics - B.o.B
[Verse 1]
Why do we all want all the things that we can't have at all
Eyes to the sky, but where do you look when the sky starts to fall
I look at my life, wondering how did I travel this far
Stuck in the sand, lost in the desert, I'm trapped in the storm
In search of a shore
Lost in the desert, I'm searching for more
In search of a shore
Trapped in the desert, still searching for more
In search of a shore
Lost in the desert, I'm trapped in the storm
I look at my life, wondering how did I travel this far
[Hook]
Maybe I'm blind by human desire or human design
Just a little bit further 'til I arrive
Or is it just a mirage fooling my mind
How foolish am I [x3]
[Verse 2]
Why am I here in the same club with my back to the wall?
Speeding through life just to end up running back to the start
Backward and forward in every direction, disaster's in store
Like I'm stranded at sea, it feels like the end but I know that there's more
Still I'm searching for shore
Stuck out at sea and I'm searching for more
In search of a shore
Stranded at sea but I'm searching for more
In search of a shore
Stuck out at sea and I'm trapped in a storm
I look at my life, wondering how did I travel this far
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
Born under the view of the eye
The world can be ruthless, foolish and blind
Abracadabra, illusion and lies
Fed food to consume and influence the mind
Sacrificial executions disguised as
Shootings and crimes, the news televises
Who pulls the strings? Who has the dots?
Asking these questions I lose track of time
So I ask, how human am I?
[Hook]
Wide Open lyrics - B.o.B (feat. Ester Dean)
[Hook]
Bust it wide open, let you see what I’m workin with [x4]
[Verse 1]
If you knew better you’d do better
Tell me who’s better, nobody home
Could be my body on yo body ho
I’mma sit back and watch yo body go
Hit you from the back like a 4 by 4
Dick so big, call it 4 by 4
Smack on that ass like I know that ho
Wutchu lookin at? Girl you know me, ho it’s me
It’s me, so bust it open for me
This everything that you dreamed of
I’m finna put that ass to sleep
Yea on me, on me
This everything that you need
And you about to lose the dang girl
I’mma give you that good D
Yea that D
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Cheyah I bought the Rarri, I’mma park the Rari
I pull up then I start to party
I’m takin hoes and I’m not sorry
I’m not sorry
On my label, I’m top priority
I’m yo main bitch top priority
She talkin bout she wanna stop and admire this
I’m like we finna go the hardest
She hittin high notes like a gospel artist
Fuck a bitch silly like my cock retarded
I pop that pussy like a Glock 40
Pop pop that pussy like a Glock 40, Glock 40
For me, for me
Yea bust it open for me
This everything that you dreamed of
I’m finna put that ass to sleep
Girl goodnight
[Hook]
Like a Glock 40, Glock 40
Like a Glock 40, Glock 40
Like a Glock 40, Glock 40
Like a Glock 40, Glock 40
FlyMuthaFucka lyrics - B.o.B
[Verse 1]
Niggas don’t like when you fly as fuck
But I’m fly as fuck
When they see my face they be lighting up, up
They be lookin til their hair gets stuck
When they comin out their socks and such
Who’d do it how I do it hah? Nobody does
Can I have swag without being stopped for it?
I board 1st class, ye ain’t even lookin at my boarding pass
Til ya find out who I was
Now you want a photograph, a photograph
Haters on my back, like some shoulder pads
Nigga finna snap like a quarterback
Yea they know I’m fly but they hope I crash, hope I crash
[Hook]
If anybody else got something to say
Get in line, motherfucker
I swear to God I’m always on a hater’s mind
Don’t know why, I guess it’s
Cuz I’m a Fly muthafucka
I’m a Fly muthafucka
Fly muthafucka, Fly muthafucka
I swear I’m always on a hater’s mind
Don’t know why, I guess it’s
Cuz I’m a Fly muthafucka
I’m a Fly muthafucka
Fly muthafucka
Okay now watch me fly, mothafucka
I swear I’m always on a hater’s mind
Don’t know why, I guess it’s
Cuz I’m a Fly muthafucka
I’m a Fly muthafucka
[Verse 2]
Fly, fly, that nigga so fly
Y'all niggas so weak
Y'all niggas just blah
They don’t understand
Cuz you’re just so blind
I do this for the days
When I had just enough to get by
Now I got more than enough to get by
But I got more than enough on my mind
Just lost a loved one the other night
Just got home and another one died
I don’t even have the tears to cry
Tryna find gold in a diamond mine
Cuz diamonds are harder and harder to find
Ain’t no one left for me to call
Ain’t no more numbers on my line
Tell me how high must I climb
You fuck niggas stay on line
But I don’t really have the time
I don’t really have the time
[Hook x2]
HeadBand lyrics - B.o.B (feat. 2 Chainz)
[B.o.B:]
Already got one, rolled up in my left hand
Pussy on my mind, tighter than a headband
Kush in my lungs, got ganja in my sweat glands
This shit I'm on, better than the next strand
Than the next strand, better than the next strand
She head down, booty poppin' in a handstand
I shine bright, I'll give your girl a slight tan
I make that pussy whistle like the Old Spice man
I don't even understand, why she'd ever want a man
If she ever throw it, I'd catch it like a cornerback
Like a cornerback, that's an interception
You think I give a fuck, that's a misconception
Oh what a night, oh what a night
The roof is on fire, so what? I'm high
I said, oh what a night, oh what a night
Yeah she a bad bitch, all jokes aside
Hey, look at baby over there
Wassup, little mama come here
She started talking but I really couldn't hear
Until she started dancing like she do it in the mirror
Like she do it in the mirror, like she do it in the mirror
She broke it down started moving like Shakira
Like she do it in the mirror
Chop one, chop two, chop that ass down
Chop that ass down, chop chop that ass down
All I want you to do is just drop that ass down
Drop drop that ass down, now look back at it
[2 Chainz:]
Whistling Dixie
Middle school, I was getting head on a ten speed
Gigolo blood line, pimpin' hereditary
Black on 28's, it remind of February
Day you can fuck with me, that would be Neveruary
Dead ass rapper should have came with a cemetery
I am so cold, nigga like Ben & Jerry
Fill a nigga, deal a nigga, kill a nigga, obituary
My vision blurry, these bitches flirtin'
I've been drinking all night, I think my kidney's hurtin'
So I closed the curtains on the 62
Her ass would knock your ass out, you better stick and move
Chain hang to my ding-a-ling
Chain hang, chain hang to my ding-a-ling
To do a threesome you gotta intervene
Her legs so sexy when I'm in-between
[B.o.B:]
Hey, look at baby over there
Wassup, little mama come here
She started talking but I really couldn't hear
Until she started dancing like she do it in the mirror
Like she do it in the mirror, like she do it in the mirror
She broke it down started moving like Shakira
Like she do it in the mirror
She do it like she do it in the mirror
Be cautious, that booty is bigger than it appears
She speed it up or slow it down, like she's switching gears
I'm looking for the baddest one here
I tell her like, do that there, do that there
You gotta stretch it out, girl move that there
She bend it over, touch her toes when she toot that there
Like hut one, hut two, girl who back there?
Who back there? I'm back there
I could take a step back and sip my cognac there
Picture perfect body, that's a Kodak there
Now make a nigga feel welcome like a doormat's there
I'm like, oh what a night, oh what a night
The roof is on fire, so what? I'm high
I'm like, oh what a night, oh what a night
That's a bad bitch, all jokes aside
Hey, look at baby over there
Wassup, little mama come here
She started talking but I really couldn't hear
Until she started dancing like she do it in the mirror
Like she do it in the mirror, like she do it in the mirror
She broke it down started moving like Shakira
Like she do it in the mirror
John Doe lyrics - B.o.B (feat. Priscilla Renea)
[Priscilla Renea:]
Seems like your heart stops working
The minute they close the curtain
You take off your mask
And take off your costume
And if anyone asks you're taking a smoke break
Drinking some coffee
But everyone knows what you're doing
Seems like the bus moves slower
Just cause you got somewhere to go
So you take a few pills in Beverly Hills
But if anyone asks you've got a prescription
You got an addiction
Who do you think that you're fooling?
[Hook:]
John Doe, I just want the John I know
Once you put the drinks on hold
Maybe you could come back home
John Doe, ooh oh oh oooh
Oooh oh oh ohooh oooh
Oooh oh oh ohooh oooh
[B.o.B:]
Everybody's addicted to something
Everybody's got to grip onto something
Even if it's just to feel the response of a pill
Maybe once, maybe twice
Maybe hundreds of times, hundreds of times
Without it, it's just harder to function at times
You race to the bottom of every single bottle
As if there was someone or something to find
You struggle in your mind
And you tell yourself lie after lie
'Til you get to the point where it's no longer private
People that you work with notice the signs
When you walk in the room
It gets noticeably quiet
So you break up the silence, you say you've been at the gym
But the way that you look, can't blame on a diet
So what you hiding?
[Hook:]
John Doe, I just want the John I know
Once you put the drinks on hold
Maybe you could come back home
John Doe, ooh oh oh oooh
Oooh oh oh ohooh oooh
Oooh oh oh ohooh oooh
[B.o.B:]
Yeah, I've probably had too many things
Smashed too many freaks
Had too much to dro...(I mean)
Had too much to drink
Left the club, ended up in custody
Random drug test, passed it luckily
My girl broke up with me cause she walked in suddenly
With a woman up under me
I told her, "Wait!
It ain't what it look like!
I must've slipped and fell, clumsy me!"
Well, at least I admit it, cause the worst you could do
Is to do it and not be man enough to say that you did it
That's just how you prevent it, well I ain't no different
I love all the money, the fame
And the parties with beautiful women
I spent so much time as an underground artist
Cause I was afraid to succumb to the business
And what I'd become
But that what you'd judge you become
The path with the greatest resistance
That's how the tables can turn, when they pivot
And change your perspective and flip your entire position
My whole life I've been dying and wishing to live and experience
Everything possible
When I told them my dreams, they just said it ain't logical
Now, I can see it - it's optical
[Hook:]
John Doe, I just want the John I know
Once you put the drinks on hold
Maybe you could come back home
John Doe, ooh oh oh oooh
Oooh oh oh ohooh oooh
Oooh oh oh ohooh oooh
Cranberry Moonwalk lyrics - B.o.B (feat. Mike Fresh)
[Hook: Mike Fresh]
If we gon smoke gotta do it out a jar
If we gon ride gotta drop the top on the car
I pull over to the side, you don’t mind if I play my guitar
We’re just starin at the stars tryna figure out who we are
Oh cranberry moon walk
Cranberry moon walk
[Verse 1]
This shit amazing, 17 chips gotta calculate it
Paid for tuition, that’s a graduation
Killin through the presidents, that’s assassination
Uh I smoke a half a acre
Bang that bitch in her baby maker
Look, I ain’t no baby maker
She was hanging so tight I had to amputate her like uh
I got shit to do
Ball up, pour up, twist a few
But hey I’ve been runnin' this shit so long
I’mma fuck around and blow out a hip or two
Like uh, that’s a workout
She twerk so hard, she done twerked out
And I swear this freak bitch ride my wave so long
She know how to surf now
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
I’m throwin that lumber at yo baby mama
I’m smoking that Afghan, I call that Osama
I got my own lane but I ain’t got no genre
I’m shittin on niggas, you might need a plunger
Uh, no I ain’t no worries
No drummer, no drama, no drummer, no drama
Uh and I’m whippin that Rari
E Honda E Honda E Honda E Honda
And we deep like 300
From the east side, yes I keep it 100
Go and my weed hydroponic
That chronic That chronic That chronic That chronic
Smoke!
Anything you done did
Yes I’ve done it I’ve done it I’ve done it I’ve done it
And they think that they do but don’t want it don’t want it don’t want it don’t want it
[Hook]
[Bridge x2]
Watch me put in work
Yea I put in work
Got these niggas mad
‘Cause I get it first
Get yo feelings hurt
Bet yo feelings hurt
Got these niggas mad
When they see that work
[Hook]
Uh and I’m whippin that Rari
E Honda E Honda E Honda E Honda
[x2]
Nobody Told Me lyrics - B.o.B
[Hook 1:]
I guess I bit off more than I could chew
And nobody told me, nobody told me
Had it all and never knew
Cuz nobody told me
[Hook 2:]
Nobody told me money don't make you rich
And if it did, I'm missing something
Nobody told me you can lose when you win
And if they did, I'd still be missing
[Verse 1:]
Who knew that this much success will make it so hard
But that's to accept the fact that I can't go back where I left
And back track my steps, back track my steps
The records I dropped, so massive, so large
It makes it hard for hip-hop to digest
The things that I do, I guess if it's true
Well fuck it, a nigga too good to be the best
Too good to be the best, too good to be stressed
Cuz this the type of life, too good to regret
You know money don't buy you no respect
Nigga no respect, nigga no respect yea
So what the hell is that?
I'm tryna recreate the past that I never had
And smash girls I could never smash
And live fantasies that'll never last
[Hook 1 & 2]
[Verse 2:]
I ran away from home just to try to make a million
Yea, just to try to make a million
And when you get a million it's a different type of feeling
When you look around and what you really need is missing
It's like, it's like I'm suffering from a sickness
And can't find a doctor to fill out the prescription
Or diagnose the illness
Can't leave it in the book, can't buy from the dealer
And I find that ironic
Yeah, I find that ironic
How I can buy anything that I ever wanted
But I really had it all when I ain't have nothing
They always say that mo money, mo problems
I guess I, I guess I should've listened to the warning
I guess I, I guess I should anticipate the stormy weather
I guess I'd illustrate it if it's good but however
Well if it's clever
I couldn't find the words to say it better
I'm knee-deep within these endeavors
But all that glitters with gold is not treasure
I'm ready for whatever, I never let er
I work even better when I'm under pressure
They say money don't make you rich
Cuz you can't buy shit that can make you better, word
[Hook 2 & 1]
Forever lyrics - B.o.B (feat. Playboy Tre)
[Hook: B.o.B]
Nothing is forever easy
Nothing is forever easy
Nothing is forever easy
So 'till I die I’ll be forever livin'
[Verse 1: B.o.B]
Started with my pockets slim
(Started with my pockets slim)
Now I got a lot of M’s
They see me and they know it’s him
Oh they oh they know it’s him
I’m so high I don’t even get high no more
I’m so fly I don’t even let it down no more
I’m so out there I’m going up no more
Niggas still hate and I don’t even know why no more
[Bridge: B.o.B]
I don’t know why, I don’t know why
These niggas lame and I don’t know why
I don’t know why, I don’t know why
We ain’t the same and I don’t know why
[Hook: B.o.B]
[Verse 2: B.o.B]
Motherfuck your opinion, show you where you can stick it
I swear they worse than these bitches, all these niggas got feelings
They say I got too many women, I’m just keepin it pimpin
The way she mastered that P, I guess she keep it no limit
Now watch get in it, super gold ceiling, smoking on ignorant
Me, I’m so different, I just stand out, these niggas be blending in
They say I’m too hot, they say I’m too hood, now that’s a predicament
But as you can see the path that I’m on, success is just imminent
But at least I know I’m gonna learn
And I know I know I got my work
You see these niggas out there and they sho is lurkin
Cuz this life ain’t fair and it sure ain’t perfect
[Bridge & Hook: B.o.B]
[Verse 3: Playboy Tre]
Yeah, everybody talk like they so cold
But when this shit jump off they ain’t cares no more
I’m a white French like east side bro
And all my black friends you know them
They be like fuck them lyin' ass hoes
Maybe ask for double
So why they hatin I don’t have a clue
Nigga's wanna brag about money?
Guess what nigga, we got money too
Tre boy, Playboy
You can call me Christmas dad
And if yo freak wanna try to jump down
Imma keep puffin that lilly pad
[Bridge & Hook: B.o.B]
We Still In This Bitch lyrics - B.o.B (feat. Juicy J, T.I.)
[B.o.B:]
I'm in my zone I'm feeling it
Stop blowing my buzz quit killing it
So buy another round
They tried to shut us down
About an hour ago
But we still in this bitch
Turn this shit up loud
And buy another round
They tried to shut us down
About an hour ago
But we still in this bitch
I pull up, pull up, pull up in that automatic cook up
B Rich pull up in that rooster 'til we wake the fucking hood up
Got all these pounds of ganja, I work out, I'm doing kush-ups
Bobby Bands is in the building, pop that pussy throw a foot up
In the air, one time for a nigga like me with a squad like this
With a team so strong with a flow so cold, ain't nothing but some bad bitches in my clique
What's up Eastside?
We in this bitch
They think they seeing me
But they ain't seen shit
Girls on the pole yeah they make me rich
Girls at my shows wanna take my pic
Yeah we can do this here all night, can't tell me nothing, can't tell me shit
All in my zone, all on my own
Open that pack, rollin' that strong
And we still up in this bitch, won't turn down, won't go home
I'm in my zone I'm feeling it
Stop blowing my buzz quit killing it
So buy another round
They tried to shut us down
About an hour ago
But we still in this bitch
Turn this shit up loud
And buy another round
They tried to shut us down
About an hour ago
But we still in this bitch
[T.I.:]
I got big wheels on my ride, spent about six mills on my ride
You catch me swervin' all on your side of town bumpin' "Bitch, Don't Kill My Vibe"
Don't blow my high, just blow my jock, I'm so paid, I'm so fly
Your baby daddy disrespect me, black his eye, that's no lie
I'm on my square, blowing circles in the air, of that purple
I'm a boss and you a worker, listen here boy don't make me hurt you
You want trouble I got plenty, how you want it full or semi
I'm so rich so all that fuckboy shit you kickin' don't offend me
Don't get killed of in this bitch, I spent mills all on this shit
Boy it's been eleven years of this shit, look at me now still in this bitch
I stand tall no can fall, you pussy ass niggas can't touch a G
See me don't speak ain't' nothing G, I'm in my zone nigga don't fuck with me
[B.o.B:]
I'm in my zone I'm feeling it
Stop blowing my buzz quit killing it
So buy another round
They tried to shut us down
About an hour ago
But we still in this bitch
Turn this shit up loud
And buy another round
They tried to shut us down
About an hour ago
But we still in this bitch
[Juicy J:]
Juicy J stay in the club, me and all my niggas
All these bad bitches, all this free liquor
Surrounded by so many women one of these hoes might be your wife
She lookin' for a nigga that's ballin' so tonight might be her night
You know me I stay stuntin', lowkey I threw tuition at Onyx
Flip money fast like Sonic, rich nigga I speak Ebonics
Got a new car I paid cash, got a new crib with a weed lab
Crisp bills I need that, fuck your team where the freaks at
Hundred deep in V.I.P., niggas always hatin'
I came in with a bunch of goons and I'm leavin' with out with his lady
I got your boo in my Bugatti, she bout to swallow my babies
My system loud my weed loud, no hair clippers I'm faded
[B.o.B:]
I'm in my zone I'm feeling it
Stop blowing my buzz quit killing it
So buy another round
They tried to shut us down
About an hour ago
But we still in this bitch
Turn this shit up loud
And buy another round
They tried to shut us down
About an hour ago
But we still in this bitch
Obama Speaks - Fuckemweball lyrics - B.o.B
My fellow Americans!
This is president Barack Obama, I just came off winning an election!
Dropped in on B.o.B's mixtape just to send a quick message
Me and B.o.B live by the same creed
F Em, We Ball
Our drive is in beast mode, you try to start yours and you stall
At the end of the day we do what we want to do and that's all
President Barack Obama and B.o.B approve this message
Because F Em, We Ball
Campaign lyrics - B.o.B (feat. Playboy Tre)
[Hook]
One hand on the clutch, life in the fast lane
Money ain't nothing if it can't come the fast way
Chronic chronic chronic, roaches in my ashtray
It's that presidential shit, welcome to my campaign
To my campaign, to my campaign
Same lifestyle ain't a damn thing changed
To my campaign, welcome to my campaign
Same old lifestyle ain't a damn thing change
[Verse 1]
I say my mixtape, better than your album
How come, really you was better off without one
Sideline haters, they can't tolerate the outcome
You the runner up type, me they cannot out run
Sit your whack ass down, Calm the fuck down some
Take a fucking Valium, now DJ crank the volume
Tell her like, keep your head steady I'm about done
Passed out, please don't wake me up until the ounce come
Uh, I'm in the hood, like an Obama sticker
I'm from the hood, you a neighborhood watch nigga
I fall through with a "made u look," watch nigga
Ha, Pissin niggas off like swastikas
[Hook]
[Verse 2 - Playboy Tre]
I'm campaigning with my Ace, he just beat a case
So we got liquor by the crates, yellin fuck the state
I guess you could say its fate
That we made it from the bottom of the bottom
Where somebody always shooting but don't nobody know who shot em
I just pray the angels got em, I hope The Lord embrace em
I swear to y'all the streets are hell that's why I call my pistol Satan
If we don't make it then its back to doin devilish things
Now tell that freak to drop it lower than her self esteem
Death to my opponents, this is my crowning moment
The life we livin can't be rented boy you gotta own it
Im feelin lethal, Sippin brandy that moesha
You saw that buzz upper cut that's how that flow will treat you
Dynomite lyrics - B.o.B
[Hook]
I don't give a fuck
I don't really care
Party over here
Fuck who's over there
[Verse 1]
My life what you don't live
A fucks what I don't give
Suicide doors up, call that shit roadkill
Basic gon recognize money, real gon recognize real
Thirsty hoes still need water like a fish that ain't got no gills
Y'all niggas got no skills
Ima beast y'all so scared
My squad we so for real
You a lightweight you so frail
Then my toe nail
I am a pro
So therefore I pro-bail, look out below
Rollin with all this Louis
Mr. Vuitton might sue me
Motherfuckin hoe you don't know
Do your research don't do me
Everybody know what I'm on
Cuz everybody know I'm usually smokin
Dynomite
I'm with that
Dynomite
Aha aha
[Hook x2]
[Bridge x2]
Explosive
That TNT I'm talkin
We smokin
We got that fire, we got that
[Verse 2]
Back up in this bitch, it's black Benjamin Franklin
Yeah they hating, I could give a fuck quite frankly
Yeah I'm super sick please send me a tissue thank you
I don't need no script I just spit this here from thinking
I'm a polar bear
Cold as hell
who that there
Everybody say it cost to be the boss but now I know the fare
Yeah right bitch don't go there
Been around the globe you go nowhere
Landin in your city and it ain't even got no airport there
I got knots like ghetto hair
The way she move that's like Jell-O there
Muhfucker I'm a blow up everywhere like Dynomite
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
I went to the club on a Wednesday night
Ran into a freak that my girlfriend like
Might Ike that dyke til she like that pipe
Sex so fire could have been dynonite
[Hook]
[Bridge]
We Still In This Bitch lyrics - B.o.B (feat. Juicy J, T.I.)
[B.o.B:]
I'm in my zone I'm feeling it
Stop blowing my buzz quit killing it
So buy another round
They tried to shut us down
About an hour ago
But we still in this bitch
Turn this shit up loud
And buy another round
They tried to shut us down
About an hour ago
But we still in this bitch
I pull up, pull up, pull up in that automatic cook up
B Rich pull up in that rooster 'til we wake the fucking hood up
Got all these pounds of ganja, I work out, I'm doing kush-ups
Bobby Bands is in the building, pop that pussy throw a foot up
In the air, one time for a nigga like me with a squad like this
With a team so strong with a flow so cold, ain't nothing but some bad bitches in my clique
What's up Eastside?
We in this bitch
They think they seeing me
But they ain't seen shit
Girls on the pole yeah they make me rich
Girls at my shows wanna take my pic
Yeah we can do this here all night, can't tell me nothing, can't tell me shit
All in my zone, all on my own
Open that pack, rollin' that strong
And we still up in this bitch, won't turn down, won't go home
I'm in my zone I'm feeling it
Stop blowing my buzz quit killing it
So buy another round
They tried to shut us down
About an hour ago
But we still in this bitch
Turn this shit up loud
And buy another round
They tried to shut us down
About an hour ago
But we still in this bitch
[T.I.:]
I got big wheels on my ride, spent about six mills on my ride
You catch me swervin' all on your side of town bumpin' "Bitch, Don't Kill My Vibe"
Don't blow my high, just blow my jock, I'm so paid, I'm so fly
Your baby daddy disrespect me, black his eye, that's no lie
I'm on my square, blowing circles in the air, of that purple
I'm a boss and you a worker, listen here boy don't make me hurt you
You want trouble I got plenty, how you want it full or semi
I'm so rich so all that fuckboy shit you kickin' don't offend me
Don't get killed of in this bitch, I spent mills all on this shit
Boy it's been eleven years of this shit, look at me now still in this bitch
I stand tall no can fall, you pussy ass niggas can't touch a G
See me don't speak ain't' nothing G, I'm in my zone nigga don't fuck with me
[B.o.B:]
I'm in my zone I'm feeling it
Stop blowing my buzz quit killing it
So buy another round
They tried to shut us down
About an hour ago
But we still in this bitch
Turn this shit up loud
And buy another round
They tried to shut us down
About an hour ago
But we still in this bitch
[Juicy J:]
Juicy J stay in the club, me and all my niggas
All these bad bitches, all this free liquor
Surrounded by so many women one of these hoes might be your wife
She lookin' for a nigga that's ballin' so tonight might be her night
You know me I stay stuntin', lowkey I threw tuition at Onyx
Flip money fast like Sonic, rich nigga I speak Ebonics
Got a new car I paid cash, got a new crib with a weed lab
Crisp bills I need that, fuck your team where the freaks at
Hundred deep in V.I.P., niggas always hatin'
I came in with a bunch of goons and I'm leavin' with out with his lady
I got your boo in my Bugatti, she bout to swallow my babies
My system loud my weed loud, no hair clippers I'm faded
[B.o.B:]
I'm in my zone I'm feeling it
Stop blowing my buzz quit killing it
So buy another round
They tried to shut us down
About an hour ago
But we still in this bitch
Turn this shit up loud
And buy another round
They tried to shut us down
About an hour ago
But we still in this bitch
Curtis Snow Speaks lyrics - B.o.B
Let's do it man
This the real Curtis Snow, you know what I mean?
From the real bluff, you know what I mean?
If you ain't heard of them you might seen Snow & The Bluff the movie
If you ain't, you need to go fuck with it
It's on iTunes, it's on Netflix
It's that Wal-Mart, it's a bootleg
It's all over the world, you know what I mean?
It's some real shit man that need to be seen, know what I'm talkin bout?
They tried to hide this shit but we gon show 'em
This how the shit real go in the street
You can talk about it but we live about it for real for real
Fuck with my nigga B.o.B man, 100% man
D4L came to the hood, you know what I mean? Shot a video for real for real
This how we do it man
One of the most dangerous neighborhoods in the world for real for real
B.o.B doing his thing, you know what I mean?
If you ain't down with this shit, get ran over by this shit
You know what I mean? Fuck you, whoever you is
We ballin' out this one for real for real
Fuck Em We Ball lyrics - B.o.B (feat. Spodee)
[Verse 1: B.o.B]
Man I go so dumb I should get a check for disability
I'm a fucking lunatic you a liability
Don't know who you dealing with
Balling like I'm dribbling
Diabolic dialog
Flossing like some dental mint
Gentleman and a scholar
Let me just pop my collar
I can make them throw they hands up
Throw they hands up like clock work
You should come to my concert
You should come see my tour
Man I go so berserk
Baby and the crowd go so bizarre
You're a bore you're a dork
Oh my lord I'm a snore
How depressing are my doors
How reflective are my floors
How impressive is my record
How seductive is that whore
I know exactly what she's after
No matter what happens she still want more more more
I am the captain she's on board
I'm finna tap them vocal chords
Take her ass to class she gon take that course
If she act wrong she gon walk that board
Hit her with the broom like a household chore
End of the show there's no encore
Lawyers on call all day 24
You ain't got to ask you know what's that for
So tell me what the fuck you waiting for
I'm faded off of all these shots I pour
Of course she juicy like couture
Got booty galore, galore
Good lord
[Hook: B.o.B]
I tell em take they foot off the brake
There's no time to waste, no time to waste
Right now
And tell em pick up the pace
It's all kinds of pay, all kinds of pay
Right now
Fuck em, fuck em we ball
I said fuck em we ball
Fuck em we ball
Fuck em, fuck em we ball
Fuck
I said fuck em we ball
[Verse 2: B.o.B]
Fuck em we ball
We don't owe em nothing we ain't cuffing these hoes
Ha, you getting mad cause she chose
Sunny niggas up call it custody lost
We ain't fucking with y'all
Let me dust my feet off
I'm a need a maid and butler just to buffer these hoes
Look you ain't even fucking with my cutlery cloth
Show me anybody hotter I'm a cut the heat off
Freeze your fleece off
So cold I could sneeze a G off
We don't see y'all
Nigga sleeping it's a dream off
Cut the sea salt if she's scheming poof be gone
I bet I hit a switch like roof be gone
Uh I'm a major leaguer
That's why she's eager
To get that thing reupholstered you could check the decor
Ha, hop up in the seat what I need a key for
I just looked at the dealer fuck I need a lease for
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Spodee]
Fuck em we ball
Them niggas talkin' tough but they just bluffing it y'all
Had discussion with dog bout niggas than we can tackle
We done laid more niggas down than a thirsty chiropractor
Smoking weed for the capture
The moments that leave us baffled
Even though I'm a sinner
I'm hoping I see the rapture
I believe in the chapters that come up after Matthew
This money is my liberty don't need no fucking statue
I'm a fucking nut like pistachios and cashews
Closet fever gucci louie fendi and what have you
Bad bitches with me want to get her and play taboo
A thousand for the noodles and a hundred for the ragu
I be on a magic carpet flow minus Abu
Y'all be in a kayak in the ocean with no paddles
I can pull a toaster and make ho niggas skedaddle
[?] with more guns on me than [?]
[Hook]
Be There lyrics - B.o.B
Yeah
Ah-huh
Yeah
Ah-huh
I don't wanna waste your time
I just wanna change your life
And if anything goes down, anything goes wrong
I'm a make things right
I'm a make it right
I'll be there, tell me won't you be there?
Baby, won't you be there?
I'll be there, tell me won't you be there?
Baby, won't you be there?
Shittin' on these niggas
Balling on these hoes
Two bad bitches
They in my bathrobes
Everything gold nigga
Everything cold, yea everything froze
Money entertain hoes
Nigga anything goes, yea, I already know
And you know we some gold diggas
But you know we some cold niggas
Might blow like so nitro
We ain't goin back and forth with ya
I don't wanna waste your time
I just wanna change your life
And if anything goes down, anything goes wrong
I'm a make things right
I'm a make it right
I'll be there, tell me won't you be there?
Baby, won't you be there?
I'll be there, tell me won't you be there?
Baby, won't you be there?
Sittin' on these figgas
Hoppin out of doors
Full cup of liquor
Fire up that dro
I do it like so
I be whippin' so hard I gotta call Geico
I'm already in my zone
And I'm already gone
I'm already blown
And you know we some gold diggas
But you know we some cold niggas
Might blow like so nitro
We ain't going back and forth with ya
I don't wanna waste your time
I just wanna change your life
And if anything goes down, anything goes wrong
I'm a make things right
I'm a make it right
I'll be there, tell me won't you be there?
Baby, won't you be there?
I'll be there, tell me won't you be there?
Baby, won't you be there?
I hear your heartbeat pound
I like to cherish the sound
I hear your heartbeat pound
I like to cherish the sound
I hear your heartbeat pound
I like to cherish the sound
I hear your heartbeat pounding
I like to cherish the sound
I don't wanna waste your time
I just wanna change your life
And if anything goes down, anything goes wrong
I'm a make things right
I'm a make it right
I'll be there, tell me won't you be there?
Baby, won't you be there?
I'll be there, tell me won't you be there?
Baby, won't you be there?
I'll be there, tell me won't you be there?
Baby, won't you be there?
I'll be there, tell me won't you be there?
Baby, won't you be there?
I'll be there, tell me won't you be there?
Baby, won't you be there?
I'll be there, tell me won't you be there?
Baby, won't you be there?
Everythang lyrics - B.o.B
[Intro: B.o.B]
Everything yeah [x8]
[Verse 1: B.o.B]
You know what they say
Money isn't everything
Married to the game but ain't no wedding ring
So insane nose bleed flow call that cocaine
So high you would swear my office was an airplane
And if you let me fuck bitch I'm fucking up your hair game
You gon need some hair spray
Catch me out here getting it in in every way
Wait, let it marinade
Please do not interrogate
It's a movie everywhere I go no need to narrate
Fans by my barricade
Groupies by the staircase
I done had to much success is something that I'll never say
Everything is everything when you're chasing everything
How can they box a nigga in I'm running every lane
[Hook: B.o.B]
Family over everything I put that shit on everything
Getting it with my niggas yeah we heading home with everything
Uh, I put that shit on everything
She ask me what I want, I told her everything
Everything yeah [x4]
Family over everything I put that shit on everything
Getting it with my niggas yeah we heading home with everything
[Verse 2: B.o.B]
Every time my squad go traveling
All my niggas fill up the first class cabin
This ain't even funny really I ain't even laughing
What you make in ten years what I pay in taxes
Middle finger up way high to the masses
Stay out my business don't touch my jacket
You know what I'm bout you don't even got to to ask it
Fuck her for a long time give her that giraffe dick (aaahhh)
And if you feeling ratchet bitch I'm Juicy J
Now drop it lower than my high school GPA
Hit the weed man ask him what's the easy a
Spend so much on blunts I'm getting hit up by my CPA
I'mma hit him right back
Soon as a nigga finish this stack
And somebody get my lawyer on the phone tell him add another couple mil to the contract
East side of Atlanta on my back
Where they ride with the hammers and the straps
It don't matter what it is you can name anything you can put my fam over that
Cause I ride for my fans
Every flight every time that I land
You can tell I'mma make big moves
Bout' the size of my plans
Rolex on my wrist but it ain't much time on my hands
That lambo shut em up call it silence of the lambs
[Hook]
[Verse 3: B.o.B]
Yeah I say don't stop get it, don't stop get it
Business over bullshit that's just the way we kick it
Yeah I say don't stop get it get it, don't stop get it
Business over bullshit now that's the family business
Everything yeah [x4]
I say don't stop get it get it, don't stop get it
Business over bullshit yeah that's the family business
[Hook]
Alright lyrics - B.o.B
[Intro]
So we take another shot
To take the edge off life
And then we roll another one
Make it feel alright
[Verse 1]
Prepared for the worst, expecting the best
I said I’m light years, ahead of the rest
I need a s, s on my chest
These niggas lame, they need the l on they neck
Looser, you are such a loser
Pull up in that rooster, you in that pt cruiser
Watch your girl get loose, your girl such a chooser
She be with the crew before you even introduce her
Yeah, I’m on that next level
You, you have no clue sir
This is what I do, I’m faded and I’m too turnt
My life like a highlight
Your life like a blooper
Every verse agitates my [?], cause the truth hurt
[Hook]
So we take another shot
To take the edge off life
And then we roll another one
Make it feel alright
Lost in the moment, lost in the party one more time
So we roll another one
Make it feel alright
[Verse 2]
Yea, who that who that?
Me, I do that do that
Let them doors up, call that Russian roulette
Don’t touch nothing in my whip
Who said you can move that?
Any city on the map wherever I put my boot at
My roof back, my coupe black, my soup lack
My lute back, I re-up that new pack
My new hat, I threw that
My concerts be too packed
I crowd surf and don’t snatch my shoe back
True immaculates (alright), too extravagant (alright)
Shitting on your whole life, sue me after this
I said true immaculates (alright), too extravagant (alright)
I never miss a country cause I’m usually back again
[Hook]
Playboy Tre Skit lyrics - B.o.B
Wussup boy?
What's going on man?
Chillin
Hey, what ever happened to you and the ole girl you met at the club the other night man?
Man, you know we good
I know you beat the up boy
Heyo no, man
All that time you invest in her man, you ain't beat that yet?
I don't know, man I don't know man
Man you trippin
Call her right now man, see wussup
Man, yea I shouldn't be callin her right now, she probly at work
I'm a call her a little, leave her a voicemail right quick
Hello, hey, I know you at work right now
You know but uh, I just wanna leave you a little message, you know
This Tre, by the way
You know, I just wanna let you know
You know, you know a nigga really care about you, you know what I'm sayin
Like I just really care about you
I kinda feel where we're going and it's like
You know, we be kickin' it, we be chillin, you know
We'd be watchin' movies and stuff together
And it's like yo I know you remember that one time
It's like we reached in the popcorn together
You know at the same time and our hands touched
It's like, you know like, butter was on your fingers
It just felt so smooth
You know, it's like, you know
I just thought you know I looked at you
Damn the time right, the time gotta be right but then you was like no
And I was like yea, you was like no, I was like damn
You know so I didn't get it that night
And then you know you hit me and asked me to take yo mama and get her feet done and I was like
Cool I'll take your mama to get her feet done
I mean they do look kind bad so I'm like cool, I wanna help
You know that right after she got out of the taxi
I took her to get her feet done, I mean she ain't even shoot a nigga no gas
But you know it's all good, cause that's for you
You know, I do this for you
Cause uh you know we building
You understand what I'm sayin? We're like architects, we building
Then we was at the barbecue, you know you had that plate of salad
You know I had to play the real shit
You know we walked pass each other
And your titties kinda burst up against me and like right here
And I was like damn, that tittie just burst up against me
And I was like yea, you was like no
I was like yea, you was like no
I was like maybe, you was like no and I was like fuck
So really baby, all I wanna say is...
When You Gon Let Me lyrics - B.o.B
[Hook]
I know what's on your mind
You've heard it all before
You probably hear the same question everywhere you go (they all be asking)
When you gon' let me fuck? [x4]
There's so much on your mind
You've been hurt before
You really can't trust them cause they all just wanna know (they all be asking)
When you gon' let me fuck? [x4]
[Verse 1: B.o.B]
You done been through this
You done been through that
Gave away your love
But did that come back? (no)
No it didn't come back
No it didn't come back
Always looking for another but they never really match
You trippin' over your past
But I'm trippin' off of that ass
Sayin' niggas all the same
All they wanna do is smash it
Okay, you know, round and round we go
Fucking on the first night
No that don't make you a ho
[Hook]
[Verse 2: B.o.B]
She about that life
When the time get right (uh)
But tonight she like
Boy you ain't my type (whaat?)
Don't get me confused
You with them other dudes
Yeah they talk a good game
But don't live up to the height
So when you gon' let me
Ride that thing like a jet ski?
Swim that thing like a motorboat?
Beat your pussy up like a [?]
Okay, you know, round and round we go
And I know we just met
But that don't make you a ho
[Hook]
Best Friend lyrics - B.o.B (feat. Iggy Azalea, Mac Miller)
[Hook: Iggy Azalea]
A bitch and her best friend
Go to the club, party every weekend
Get in for free cause she know she a freak, yeah
She a freak, yeah
She know she a freak, yeah
[Verse 1: B.o.B]
Popping, popping, popping tags, always with a shopping bag
She go to clock Atlanta but she always hop in class
All-star weekend, she be where the lobby is
Looking for that slap stick, all she need is hockey pass
She just be scrambling, looking I did be clean
Tossing that box like shifting and handling
She be going, yeah, she be doing anything
Natural, stage jumpin off, she a trampoline
Straight, straight boinking this bitch
I'm 'bout my head, flip up coin in this bitch
She brought her overnight bag and his fendy
She wanted Benihanas but she settled for some Dimmie Ginnie
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Iggy Azalea]
Red bottom ass heals on, head laid – it's fly shit
Twerk something I'm rich stupid, don't touch nothing, that's my shit
Now that's cute, same out, different color, same swag
She jumping up when she leave the club, body spray in her Gucci bag
Ho going asshole, you and your main bitch front row
I was lined up outside, wanna shake that ass on my show
Let me tell you something you don't know
My neck and wrist trap gold
My ass fitted in Levy, I swag so rodeo
It's bitches in the building and it's bitches on the couch
She tidy up her best friend, boy she leave that house
She got her best friend, it's a freak bitch
A freak bitch, tickets to my concerts on her wishlist
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Mac Miller]
B.Y.O.B, bring your own bitch
She don't sleep, she smoke trees
No boyfriend, got cold feet
Low key, she's so sweet
Just lonely, but so freaky
Acting wild like ho please
Fly route, I go deep
She don't creep, I fuck hoes
She cool with that, she love those
It's funk so her gusto
If not so she one of those
Til it's come close, gotta love Jones
What's under your clothes, I wanna know
Her ass huge, her back screwed up
With a bunch of bad tattoos
To me she makes an exception, but she usually fuck black dudes (yes)
My cashews all in her mouth
In the club, more than her house
Come through, she might hit the loud
Go animal like in and out
Threesome, I need some
My hoes is European, Norwegian, Puerto Rican, even some vegan
[Hook]
Greedy Love lyrics - B.o.B
Got love in the back (got love in the back)
Got love in the front (got love in the front)
Ball out here, it's the 1st of the month
I was tryina play it cool (I was tryina play it cool)
But she caught my eye (But she caught my eye)
And she stepped in the room (stepped in the room)
Like a diamond in the sky (diamond in the sky)
Got your hair done up (your hair done up)
And your nails just right (nails just right)
And I'm live in the club (live in the club)
Hopes to bring some excitement in your life (in your life)
You had a drink, maybe one or two and they sneakin up (they sneaking up), they sneaking up
But baby this your night
I can't get enough, I can eat you up, that's greedy love (greedy love)
Greedy love (greedy love)
That's that greedy love (greedy love)
I can't get enough, I can eat you up, that's greedy love (greedy love)
Greedy love (greedy love)
(That's greedy love...)
Greedy love, greedy love, I can't get enough, that's greedy love
Greedy love, greedy love, I can't get enough, that's greedy love
That's that greedy love
Can't get enough, I can eat you up, that's greedy love (greedy love)
Greedy love (greedy love)
You can see it from the back (You can see it from the back)
You can see it from the front (You can see it from the front)
She badder than a fool, plus, she can roll on blunts (she can roll on blunts)
Light it up, light it up (Light it up, light it up)
Bat it up, bat it up (Bat it up, bat it up)
And she jump em off and they tryina holla
Better luck, better luck (Better luck, better luck)
Got your nails done up (your nails done up)
And your hair just right (hair just right)
And I'm live in the club (live in the club)
Hopes to bring some excitement in your life (in your life)
Her tongue ring, watch her belly ring, she tatted up (tatted up)
Now back it up cause baby this your night
I can't get enough, I can eat you up, that's greedy love (greedy love)
Greedy love (greedy love)
That's that greedy love (greedy love)
I can't get enough, I can eat you up, that's greedy love (greedy love)
Greedy love (greedy love)
(That's greedy love...)
Greedy love, greedy love, I can't get enough, that's greedy love
Greedy love, greedy love, I can't get enough, that's greedy love
That's that greedy love
Can't get enough, I can eat you up, that's greedy love (greedy love)
Greedy love (greedy love)
She came through with that cheetah print, that kitty shaved, no fur
That lounge is right, coming off the day when that kitty cat gon' purr
What you do to me is absurd
I just sit back and observe
Her sex drive is in overdrive, I just can't describe in no words
She lookin' for the greedy love
On a greedy night
Said she got a appetite
And I'm a feed it right
See, you ain't eatin' right
So ahead girl, take a bite
Bet you had a hard time, won't you go and trade it in for the easy life
I'll see you tonight
Got your nails done up (your nails done up)
And your hair just right (hair just right)
And I'm live in the club (live in the club)
Hopes to bring some excitement in your life (in your life)
Her tongue ring, watch her belly ring, she tatted up (tatted up)
Now back it up cause baby this your life
I can't get enough, I can eat you up, that's greedy love (greedy love)
Greedy love (greedy love)
That's that greedy love (greedy love)
I can't get enough, I can eat you up, that's greedy love (greedy love)
Greedy love (greedy love)
(That's greedy love...)
Greedy love, greedy love, I can't get enough, that's greedy love
Greedy love, greedy love, I can't get enough, that's greedy love
That's that greedy love
Can't get enough, I can eat you up, that's greedy love (greedy love)
Greedy love (greedy love)
So Blowed lyrics - B.o.B (feat. Snoop Lion)
I said I'm ready for the weekend
So you know what it is
Little love but it's seasoned
We gon roll up again
I wanna get high, so blowed tonight
I wanna get high, so blowed tonight
So hiiiiiiiiiiiiigh
So hiiiiiiiiiiiiigh
Chillin in the backseat
Everything loud
We walkin the door and they reachin forward, they can't ignore
Sparkles on the bottles, girls going wild
A night like this won't end so fast, I could
I wanna get high, so blowed tonight
I wanna get high, so blowed tonight
So hiiiiiiiiiiiiigh
So hiiiiiiiiiiiiigh
Buckle your seatbelts, enjoy the ride
This is a mission for the missin, information's advised
Ladies, come with me and then take it easy
Here's a bleezy for you and your friend, I light it up
All I know is that we bout to get blowed
You'da sit knack back
Now baby girl let's roll, I let my mind go with the whirl
But then blaze up the change up
The game up, raise up
Finaleave minor league, now I'm living major
Sittin on smoke alarms like the sky pager, Ali and Fraser
Smoke rains appear, the king is here
Power to the people
I-I-I wanna get high, so blowed tonight
I wanna get high, so blowed tonight
So hiiiiiiiiiiiiigh
So hiiiiiiiiiiiiigh
I wanna get high
So blowed
I wanna get high
So blowed, so blowed, so blowed, so blowed
So blowed
I wanna get high
So blowed
So hiiiiiiiiiiiiigh
So hiiiiiiiiiiiiigh
Hiiiiiiiiiiigh
Hiiiiiiiiiiigh
Spend It lyrics - B.o.B
Girl I need to tell ya something
Something I'd like to do
I'm telling you that time is money
You know I'd spend it all on you
On you, on you
You know I'd spend it all on you
On you, on you
You know I'd spend it all on you
All on you, spending it all on you
Like it's the end of the world, as if it were God coming
That tall money, taller than Paul Bunion
Fuck my dashboard's leather, you still with that clove homie
I don't like shallow women cause I like to prone
Plummet and dive, get lost in it
Leave her with a dog, tell me
Uh, on gin and tonic, we chillin, we all bluntin
Now hop up on my dick, fuck I feel I blonk something
That I'm spinnin' it, spinnin' it
Stop spinches and benefits
Never go broke, no not even close
Swag up on infinity
If you feelin it, get with it bitch
I doin that thing so diligent
I'll go dumb on that pussy, make that clitoris go illiterate
How inconsiderate
Girl I need to tell ya something (I need to tell ya something)
Something I'd like to do (I'd like to do with ya)
I'm telling you that time is money (getting money)
You know I'd spend it all on you
On you, on you
All on you, spendin it all on you
20's, 50's and 100's, I'm spendin' it all on you
You know I'd spend it all on you
It's all on you, spendin it on you
On you, on you
If time is money, I'm spendin it all on you
You know I'd spend it all on you
Bobby Ray, get more stone than the cemetery
Middle finger to the haters and my adversaries
To these basic niggas I am not to be compared with
Committed to the game, money is the sex and this here marriage
But necessarily, I spend it for therapy
You ain't ballin, you just affordin, you doin it barely
And I don't need shades to help me see this clearly
But girl you got me caught up all in you apparently
Spending it, thumb through the check, I'm littering
They hate to see us when we ballin
So when we stunt, we do it deliberately
Now I'm feeling it, feeling it, holding it fine like a statue of liberty
We left the spot with so many bags they had to restock the facility
Man, that's ridiculous
Girl I need to tell ya something
Something I'd like to do
I'm telling you that time is money
You know I'd spend it all on you
On you, on you
All on you, spendin it all on you
20's, 50's and 100's, I'm spendin' it all on you
You know I'd spend it all on you
It's all on you, spendin it on you
On you, on you
If time is money, I'm spendin it all on you
You know I'd spend it all on you
Girl you got me like
You got me like caught up in all kind of ways
Make a nigga wanna just like
Make a nigga do something foolish like
Just go to the mall and just
Just go to the mall and leave with them all
Whoop oh, we don't need shopping bags
We just go into the mall and we gon leave with the mall
Huh, ain't that a fool?
Girl I need to tell ya something (I need to tell ya something)
Something I'd like to do (I'd like to do with ya)
I'm telling you that time is money (big money)
You know I'd spend it all on you
On you, on you
All on you, spendin it all on you
20's, 50's and 100's, I'm spendin' it all on you
You know I'd spend it all on you
It's all on you, spendin it on you
On you, on you
If time is money, I'm spendin it all on you
You know I'd spend it all on you
Kevin Hart Speaks lyrics - B.o.B
Aye man, this yo boy Kev Hart man
Uh, real quick, you got a mixtape coming up called Fuck Em We Ball
I'm just curious to know why you ain't put my nigga Drop on there?
Like as if you don't know what he is and what he's about
Man, it took a lot for me to get him not to call you right now
You know, he called me to facilitate the situation so I'm tryin to but this is tough man,
I mean you do, you do a mixtape without the realest dude in the game
It kinda makes me think like, like are you afraid of droppin success?
Dude, we gotta talk man
Like this is crazy and I just hope it ain't that man cause I would hate for
Drop to have to get serious and come looking for you
I'm somebody who knows him and knows what he's capable of
I suggest you take this as a warning dude
You either put Drop on your side or you go down
Just like the rest of em
I'm just tryina be your friend man
Bye.
Roll One Up lyrics - B.o.B
And it feels like somethings taking over
But it feels right now I'm finally getting closer
Looking at the ceiling fan spinning round
Yeah all I really wanna do is sit around
Thoughts in my head got me tripping out
I got the feeling now so I guess Ill just
Roll one up
Roll one up
Roll one up
So I guess Ill just
Roll one up
Roll one up
Roll one up
Roll one up
It feels like a super rush
Adrenaline shots through the blood
When the time is right, I dooze it up
But any time my phone ring
I'm not surprised cuz it usually does
First class, jewelry plush
I touch down to defuse it up
Then I hit the stage, head to the bus
I'm not alone theres a crew of us
We party hard, we take shots
I had a few but I threw them up
Vegas nights, jacuzzi tub
Someone fire that hookah up
Looking at the ceiling fan spinning round
Yeah all I really wanna do is sit around
Thoughts in my head got me tripping out
I got the feeling now so I guess Ill just
Roll one up
Roll one up
Roll one up
So I guess Ill just
Roll one up
Roll one up
Roll one up
So I guess Ill just
Roll one up
Roll one up
Roll one up
So I guess Ill just
Roll one up
Roll one up
Roll one up
Roll one up
Look were born into the world
Living our lives out
Making enough bread to barely support our lifestyle
Thats crazy ain't it
Uncle Sam sure is shady ain't he
They say it ain't all black and white
But they ain't one shade of gray to paint it
Its complicated
But hey I can't complain, cuz it could always be worse
And I must have some nerve
Then again I swear I'm never nervous
And you know we all make mistakes
I just make mine look good on purpose
Meanwhile I'm getting blazed
Laughing at anti-drug commercials
Thats the sound, no bullshit allowed
Hovering above the world
I pray my feet never touch the ground
I'm in my element fading in and out
And please believe if I ever show any signs of coming down
Then I'm gone
Roll one up
Roll one up
Roll one up
So I guess Ill just
Roll one up
Roll one up
Roll one up
So I guess Ill just
Roll one up
Roll one up
Roll one up
So I guess Ill just
Roll one up
Roll one up
And it feels like somethings taking over
But it feels right now I'm finally getting closer
Looking at the ceiling fan spinning round
Yeah all I really wanna do is sit around
Thoughts in my head got me tripping out
I got the feeling now so I guess Ill just
Roll one up
Roll one up
Roll one up
So I guess Ill just
Roll one up
Roll one up
Roll one up
So I guess Ill just
Roll one up
Roll one up
Roll one up
So I guess Ill just
Roll one up
Roll one up
Roll one up
Hell Of A Night lyrics - B.o.B
Tonight, I don’t wanna have to decide
We all gon have a hell of a night, a night, a night, a night
Hell of a night, it’s a hell of a night oh yea
Cuz I don’t wanna be impolite
And we could have a hell of a night, a night, a night, a night
Hell of a night yea, hell of a night yea
It’s a hell of a night, it’s a hell of a night yea
First I step, I step, I step I-I-I-I
First I step in, then I collect
Yea, I’m in the building, don’t break your neck
You know I got a team with me, hustle game we on
Like a stack of cards we on deck
So who got the check? When it come to kush I got the best
If money talk shit then I got Tourette’s
Be in this swag is what I possess
I roll up and pop a band with no sweat
I don’t rest all night cuz I’m a big league vet
Down to earth but I’m fresh to death
So that mean that my outfit 6 feet less
Nigga I ain’t even got no worries
Nigga I ain’t even got no stress
And my nigga fresh off probation
Can’t talk, I gotta catch this jet
Bad bitch, get your hair weave wet
There’s a night that you can’t forget
I’m the type that they can’t hold back
I’m so faded I can’t focus
So tonight I wanna say one thing
One thing you could probly guess
If you left this bitch with me it will be a night that you won’t regret
So tonight, I don’t wanna have to decide
We all gon have a hell of a night, a night, a night, a night
Hell of a night, it’s a hell of a night oh yea
Cuz I don’t wanna be impolite
And we could have a hell of a night, a night, a night, a night
Hell of a night yea, hell of a night yea
It’s a hell of a night, it’s a hell of a night yea
I can’t decide, tell me why I must pick a side
You and your friend should hop in the Benz
Put one in the back, put one in the side
Roll up the stuff, don’t hold us up
Don’t stop the flow, no don’t stop the vibe
Foot on the gas, hand on the wheel
Head in my lap, oh what a night
That loud pack so loud
Sound like Zeus fell from the sky
I walk in – they go nuts like 2Pac has just arrived
That that wood’s what I provide
I’m gonna meet you and I’m fine
My city on in a major way shouts out to the east side
With my niggas straight throwing up sets
Drink a bottle, I ain’t throwed up yet
In the private lounge with a pound
We just upgrade, you just get upset
So tonight I wanna know one thing
One thing you could probly guess
If you left this bitch with me it will be a night that you won’t regret
So tonight, I don’t wanna have to decide
We all gon have a hell of a night, a night, a night, a night
Hell of a night, it’s a hell of a night oh yea
Cuz I don’t wanna be impolite
And we could have a hell of a night, a night, a night, a night
Hell of a night yea, hell of a night yea
It’s a hell of a night, it’s a hell of a night yea
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