[Verse 1:]
B.o.B
Uno is my Numeral*
They said hip hop was stacked
I must have missed the funeral
Well see what happen was
They started assuming stuff
Cause I don't think the bible is goin' to get here soon enough
I like thick hoes that like to get the beutty rough
So when I am in the room with her
That's what I do to her
I send her ass to Jupiter
Stretch uterus
And when I'm through with her
Man I put my boot in her (ooohhh!)
[Verse 2:]
Ha, see ya'll can miss me with that silly shit
I fittin to ride for my hood
I ain't Benedick
I go extra extra hard
I ain't fittin to quit
I'm in this thing for the bread
I ain't in for friends
And yeah I spit it off the brain
I ain't in the pants
And no I can't pretend
My nigga I'm genuine
Okay so let me tell you what I'm interested in
Big fat ass blunts of kush and twins
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The Lyricist: Joe Pug |
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Lyricapsule: All Hail Dio’s ‘Holy Diver’; May 25, 1983 |
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| 2 | Back It Up for Bobby |
| 3 | Where Are You (B.o.B vs. Bobby Ray) |
| 4 | Castles |
| 5 | Just A Sign |
| 6 | Chandelier |
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