Showing posts with label B.o.B Lyrics. Show all posts
Showing posts with label B.o.B Lyrics. Show all posts

Thursday, 11 July 2013

[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

[Hook: 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

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
Jiggalo 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

[Hook]

[B.o.B]
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

[Hook]



B.o.B Headband feat. 2 Chainz Lyrics



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Tuesday, 29 January 2013

[Jessie J]
Seems like everybody's got a price
I wonder how they sleep at night
When the sale comes first and the truth comes second
Just stop for a minute and smile

Why is everybody so serious?
Acting so damn mysterious
You got your shades on your eyes
And your heels so high
That you can't even have a good time

Everybody look to their left (yeah)
Everybody look to their right (uh)
Can you feel that? (Yeah)
We'll pay them with love tonight

[Chorus]
It's not about the money, money, money
We don't need your money, money, money
We just wanna make the world dance
Forget about the price tag
Ain't about the cha-ching, cha-ching
Ain't about the ba-bling, ba-bling
Wanna make the world dance
Forget about the price tag

[Jessie J]
We need to take it back in time
When music made us all unite
And it wasn't low blows and video hoes
Am I the only one gettin' tired?

Why is everybody so obsessed?
Money can't buy us happiness
Can we all slow down and enjoy right now
Guarantee we'll be feelin' alright

Everybody look to their left (yeah)
Everybody look to their right (uh)
Can you feel that? (Yeah)
We'll pay them with love tonight

[Chorus]
It's not about the money, money, money
We don't need your money, money, money
We just wanna make the world dance
Forget about the price tag
Ain't about the cha-ching, cha-ching
Ain't about the ba-bling, ba-bling
Wanna make the world dance
Forget about the price tag

[B.o.B]
Yeah, yeah
Well, keep the price tag and take the cash back
Just give me six strings and a half stack
And you can keep the cars, leave me the garage
And all I, yes, all I need are keys and guitars
And guess what, in 30 seconds I'm leaving to Mars
Yes, we leaving across these undefeatable odds
It's like this man, you can't put a price on life
We do this for the love, so we fight and sacrifice every night
So we ain't gon' stumble and fall, never
Waiting to see, a sign of defeat, uh uh
So we gon' keep everyone moving their feet
So bring back the beat and then everybody sing
It's not about the money

[Chorus] [x2]
It's not about the money, money, money
We don't need your money, money, money
We just wanna make the world dance
Forget about the price tag
Ain't about the cha-ching, cha-ching
Ain't about the ba-bling, ba-bling
Wanna make the world dance
Forget about the price tag

Yeah, yeah
Oh, forget about the price tag


Jessie J Price Tag feat B.o.B



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Thursday, 17 January 2013

[Hook: 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
Bout 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

[B.o.B]
I pull up in that automatic cookup
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 kushups
Bobby bands is in the building, pop that pussy throw it put 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

[Hook: 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
Bout 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
But 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 didn’t respect me
Blackened eye, that 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 key
See me don’t speak ain’t’ nothing g
I’m in my zone nigga don’t fuck with me

[Hook: 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
Bout 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 about to swallow my babies
My system loud my weed loud
No hair clip cause i’m faded TRIPPY

[Hook: 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
Bout 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


B.o.B We Still In This Bitch



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