We Still In This Bitch - B.O.B

January 10, 2013

Song Title: We Still In This Bitch
Artist: B.o.B feat. T.I. and Juicy J

I’m in my zone I’m feeling it
Stop blowing my buzz quit killing it
So buy another round, they try to shut us down
Bout an hour ago but we still in this bitch

We still in this bitch
We still in this bitch
We still in this bitch
We still in this bitch
We still in this bitch

Turn this shit up loud
And buy another round
They try to shut us down
Bout 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 fuckin hood up
Got all these pounds of ganja, I work out I’m doin 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
Where the team so strong, And the flow so cold, ain’t nothin but some bad bitches in my clique
Wassup Eastside? We in this bitch
They think they seein 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 nothin can’t tell me shit
All in my zone, all on my own ppen that pack, Rollin that strong
And we still up in this, 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 try to shut us down
Bout an hour ago but we still in this bitch

We still in this bitch
We still in this bitch
We still in this bitch
We still in this bitch
We still in this bitch

Turn this shit up loud
And buy another round
They try to shut us down
Bout an hour ago but we still in this bitch

(T.I)
I got big wheels on my ride
Spent bout 6 mills on my ride
You catch me swervin all over your side of town bumpin bitch don’t kill my vibe
Don’t blow my hide just blow my guy
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, blowin circles in the air, of that purple
Ima boss and you a worker, listen here boy dont make me hurt you
You want trouble, I got plenty how you want it, full or semi
I’m so rich so all that fuck boy shit you kickin don’t offend me
Don’t get killed off in this bitch
I-I spit mills all in this shit
Boy it’s been 11 years of this shit
Look at me now still in this bitch
I stand tall no cant fall
You pussy ass niggas can’t touch it G
See me don’t speak ain’t nothin G
I’m in my zone nigga don’t fuck with me aye

I’m in my zone I’m feeling it
Stop blowing my buzz quit killing it
So buy another round, they try to shut us down
Bout an hour ago but we still in this bitch

We still in this bitch
We still in this bitch
We still in this bitch
We still in this bitch
We still in this bitch

Turn this shit up loud
And buy another round
They try to shut us down
Bout 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 tonite might be her night
You know me
I stay stuntin low key
I threw tuition at onyx
Flip money fast lil sonny rich nigga I speak Ebonics
Gotta new car I paid cash
Gotta new crib with a weed lab
Crisp bills I need that
Fuck your team where the freaks at
Hundred deep in VIP niggas always hatin
I came in with a bunch of goons and I’m leavin out with this 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 TRIPPY

I’m in my zone I’m feeling it
Stop blowing my buzz quit killing it
So buy another round, they try to shut us down
Bout an hour ago but we still in this bitch

We still in this bitch
We still in this bitch
We still in this bitch
We still in this bitch
We still in this bitch

Turn this shit up loud
And buy another round
They try to shut us down
Bout an hour ago but we still in this bitch

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So Good - B.O.B

April 2, 2012

Song Title: So Good
Artist: B.o.B

Drinking a german beer with a cuban cigar
In the middle of paris with a dominican bar
Great head on her shoulders, she probably studied abroad
She transfered to harvard, from king’s college in march

She says that i’m her favorite
Cause she admires the art of Michelangelo with the flow, picasso with the bars
She’s well put together like a piece of gershwin
Rennaisaince style, Tonight is picture perfect

Smile, and pack your bags real good baby
Cause you’ll be gone for a while

Girl tell me how you feel what your fantasy
I see us on a beach down in mexico
You can put your feet up be my senorita
We ain’t gotta rush just take it slow

You’ll be in the high life soaking up the sunlight
Anything you want is yours
I had you living life like you should
You say you never had it so good

La la la la la la
You never had it so good
La la la la la la

Suffering from first class cabin fever
Five hour layovers from norway to Egypt
I’m to the point like the pyramids of giza
Still lean to the left like the tower out in pisa

I’m feeling single baby, I could use a feature
Swagger like ceaser, i’ll get you a visa
We can go to Italy, and maybe see the coliseum
I’ll be da vinci if you be my Mona Lisa

Smile, and pack your bags real good baby
Cause you’ll be gone for a while

Girl tell me how you feel what your fantasy
I see us on a beach down in mexico
You can put your feet up be my senorita
We ain’t gotta rush just take it slow

You’ll be in the high life soaking up the sunlight
Anything you want is yours
I had you living life like you should
You say you never had it so good

La la la la la la
You never had it so good
La la la la la la

Well I been feeling singular
How about let’s make it plural
Spin the globe, whatever it lands that’s where we’ll go
We’ll hit up europe, yep, and spend some euro
And maybe visit berlin, the wall’s with the murals

This is your month baby, sign of the virgo
Private reservation, glasses full of merlo
A rose, a burgundy travel like turbo
Brush up on your espanol we’ll barcelona bounce

Smile, and pack your bags real good baby
Cause you’ll be gone for a while

Girl tell me how you feel what your fantasy
I see us on a beach down in mexico
You can put your feet up be my senorita
We ain’t gotta rush just take it slow

You’ll be in the high life soaking up the sunlight
Anything you want is yours
I had you living life like you should
You say you never had it so good

La la la la la la
You never had it so good

la la la la la la
You never had it so good
La la la la la la

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Where Are You - B.O.B

March 30, 2012

Song Title: Where Are You
Artist: B.o.B

Whatever happened to Bobby Ray, he used to be here for us
Then he got famous and left all of his fans in the dust
We never hear from you, you’re constantly changing
And your relatives always miss you at family occasions
And your mother misses you too
Since all the fortune you’ve been too busy recording
Now she feels unimportant and your daddy’s been going through it
Since he lost his mother
The least you could do is call him and show him, you support him

I never thought you would sell out
You’re becoming so cocky
I asked you for a picture after your show
You walked right by me, I’m like
Aint this the dude that said that it aint about the price tag
Now on your records all that you do is brag

Come on Bob, I thought you was better than that dog
What happened to Cloud 9 and Generation Lost
You were my idol, just when I thought I give up on everything
I heard you play this familiar melody (melody, melody, melody)

Whatever happened to B.o.B. he once was my favourite
I swear to God that I had all of his mixtapes on my player
He was hood, but so different at the same time
It was like a breath of fresh air, everytime he rhymed

And everybody was on him and the world fell in love
The girls, the money, the lifestyle all the above
I guess he’s stopped giving a fuck
For all of his little people
With your shades on, we can’t even see you

Is that what happens, when somebody makes it off of rapping
They taste the fame and change likes it just automatic
Where’s the integrity? you on that other shit
You don’t even sound the same, I liked your other shit

But we’ll stand beside you, cause somewhere deep inside you
There’s more than what meets the eye
I swear on the Bible you were my idol
Just when I thought I give up on everything
I heard you play this familiar melody (melody, melody, melody)

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Strange Clouds - B.O.B

October 19, 2011

Song Title: Strange Clouds
Artist: B.o.B feat Lil’ Wayne

Well, if you guessin’ it’s me, you guessed correctly
I just stay with a stallion, you would swear I was an equestrian
I hit her with that pipe, call that Nancy Kerrigan
Stay on the greenest greens, call us vegetarians
You be on that minor league, but we smoke professionally
I do my job exceptionally, on point like a decimal is
The way I ride on the beat man I be in the street it’s done so effortlessly
Yeah, so these niggas can’t sleep on me, there’s no Inception in this bitch
I’m top chef, you top ramen, I’m top shelf
No last call, to the bartender, what you got left?
Pour it up, don’t stop there, hold your cup, take a shot, yeah
All night we celebrate, cause we everywhere and you not there Ha,

All we do is pour it up
All night, drinks out (That’s how we do it) (That’s how we do it)
And all we do it light it up
All night, all you see is strange clouds
Strange clouds, strange clouds

Blue jeans, I’m faded, mindin’ my own data
Smokin’ on that strong, that Arnold Schwarzenegger
It’s Tunechi Lee you bitch you, you hot as an igloo
Kick back on that glock, call that Ju Jitsu
Hello World, I’m with a yellow girl, number 2 pent?
These rappers is washed up, spin cycle, rinse you
My nigga, all day, all night, half pipe
I dive in that p-ssy, yeah I belly flop, I jackknife and shit
And tell my homies that I say its a party
Got that tech for technical difficulties
I’m top dog, you top ramen, I’m top dog

Piru, gangsters, outlaws (Young mula Baby)

All we do is pour it up
All night, drinks out (That’s how we do it) (That’s how we do it)
And all we do it light it up
All night, all you see is strange clouds
Strange clouds, strange clouds

Well aint no question, yes, it’s B.o.B yes definitely
Up in the studio, I got on my necessities
If you want that real shit, you made the right selection
I’m Decatur til I die, yes, I rep that definitely
They say I’m a celebrity, what the f-cks a celebrity?
I guess I must invest in the proper form of protection
And I, say its a curse but it’s emotionally a blessing
To a nigga from the hood tryna aim for the top
But I don’t even need no directions
I just wake up and then I roll up the purp
These niggas wake up on my dick
At least have some breakfast first
Nigga keep your nourishment first and your mind on my lyrics
Cause what you hoping to accomplish I already did it bitch

All we do is pour it up
All night, drinks out (That’s how we do it) (That’s how we do it)
And all we do it light it up
All night, all you see is strange clouds
Strange clouds, strange clouds

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Magic - B.O.B

December 11, 2010

Song Title: Magic
Artist: B.o.B

I’ve got the magic in me
Everytime I touch that track it turns into gold
Everybody knows I’ve got the magic in me
When I hit the floor the girls come snappin’ at me
Now everybody wants some presto magic

Magic, magic, magic
Magic, magic, magic
Magic, magic, magic (kahoo)
I’ve got the magic in me!

These tricks that I’ll attempt will blow your mind
Pick a verse, any verse, I’ll hypnotise you with every line
I’ll need a volunteer, how about you, with the eyes?
Come on down to the front, and stand right here and don’t be shy
I’ll have you time-travelling, have your mind babbling
People tryna inherit the skill so they asking me
Even David Blaine had to go and take some classes, and
I see Mindfreak like, “What’s up man, what’s happening?”
So come one, come all, and see the show tonight
Prepare to be astounded, no Ghost or Poltergeist
You know I’m no Pinocchio, I’ve never told a lie
So call me Mr. Magic Man, I float on Cloud Nine

I’ve got the magic in me (I got the magic, baby)
Everytime I touch that track it turns into gold (Yes it turns to gold)
Everybody knows I’ve got the magic in me (I got the magic, baby)
When I hit the flow the girls come snappin’ at me (They be snappin’ baby)
Now everybody wants some presto magic

Magic, magic, magic
Magic, magic, magic
Magic, magic, magic (kahoo)
I’ve got the magic in me!

Well take a journey into my mind
You’ll see why it’s venom I rhyme
Stay on the road, so I call my mama when I got time
I hit the stage, go insane, then jump into that crowd
See, see, when I rhyme I flow on the beat like pidda-dow-dow
See I decieve you with my intergalactic ether
I sing just like Aretha, so respect me like I’m Caesar
I kick it like Adidas, flowin’ sticky like adhesive
Be cautious, ’cause what I be on’ll leave you with amnesia
I break all the rules like Evel Knievel
It’s a spectacular show, ’cause my heart pumps diesel
So whatever you saying, it don’t entertain my ego
I do this everyday, Hocus Pocus is my steelo

Magic, magic, magic
Magic, magic, magic
Magic, magic, magic (kahoo)
I’ve got the magic in me!

I’ve got the magic in me!

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Nothing On You - B.O.B

June 13, 2010

Song Title: Nothing On you
Artist: B.O.B feat Bruno Mars

Beautiful girls all over the world
I could be chasing but my time would be wasted
They got nothing on you baby
Nothing on you baby
They might say hi and I might say hey
But you shouldn’t worry about what they say
Coz they got nothing on you baby
Nothing on you baby

Not not not nothing on you babe
Not not nothing on you
I know you feel where I’m coming from
Regardless of the things in my past that I’ve done
Most of really was for the hell of the fun
On the carousel so around I spun (spun)
With no directions just tryna get some (some)
Tryna chase skirts, living in the summer sun (sun)
This is how I lost more than I had ever won
And honestly I ended up with none

There’s no much nonsense
It’s on my conscience
I’m thinking baby I should get it out
And I don’t wanna sound redundant
But I was wondering if there was something that you wanna know
(That you wanna know)
But never mind that we should let it go (we should let it go)
Cos we don’t wanna be a t.v episode (t.v episode)
And all the bad thoughts just let them go (go, go, go)

Not not not nothing on you babe
Not not nothing on you
Hands down there will never be another one
I been around and I never seen another one
Look at your style they ain’t really got nothing on
And you out and you ain’t got nothing on
Baby you the whole package plus you pay your taxes
And you keep it real while them other stay plastic
You’re my wonder women call me Mr. fantastic
Stop… now think about it

I’ve been to London, I’ve been to Paris
Even went out there to Tokyo
Back home down in Georgia to new Orleans
But you always steal the show (steal the show)
And just like that girl you got me fro (got me fro)
Like a Nintendo 64 (64)
If you never knew well now you know (know, know, know)

Not not not nothing on you babe
Not not nothing on you
Everywhere I go I’m always hearing your name (name, name)
And no matter where I’m at girl you make me wanna sing (sing)
Whether a bus or a plane or a car or a train
No other girls in my brain and you the one to blame

Not not not nothing on you babe
Not not nothing on you
Yeah and that’s just how we do it
And I’ma let this ride
B O B and bruno mars

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Airplanes - B.O.B

June 13, 2010

Song Title: Airplanes
Artist: B.O.B feat Eminem

(Hayley Williams)
Can we pretend that airplanes
In the night sky
Are like shooting stars
I could really use a wish right now (wish right now, wish right now)
Can we pretend that airplanes
In the night sky
Are like shooting stars
I could really use a wish right now (wish right now, wish right now)

(B.o.B)
Dreamin… I Fallin…
Yeah
Lets pretend like its 98, like I’m eating lunch off of a Styrofoam trey
Trying to be the next rapper coming out the A
Hoping for a record deal, to re-know my pain
Now lets pretend like I’m on the stage
And when my beat drops everybody goes insane (Ok)
And everybody know my name (B.o.B)
And everywhere I go people wanna hear me sang
Oh yea and I just dropped my new album
On the first week I did 500thousand
Gold in the spring and diamond in the fall
And then a world tour just to top it all off
And lets pretend like they call me the greatest
Selling out arenas with big ass stages
And everybody loved me and no one ever hated
Lets try to use imagination

(B.o.B)
Ok, let’s pretend like this never happened
Like I never had dreams of being a rapper
Like I didn’t write raps in all of my classes
Like I never use to runaway into the blackness
Now lets pretend like it was all-good
Like I didn’t live starring in a notebook
Like I did the things I probably knew I should
But I didn’t have maybes that’s why they call it hood
Now lets pretend like I aint got a name
Before they ever called me B.o.B or a.k.a Bobby Ray
I’m talking back before the mixtapes
Before the videos and the deals and the fame
Before they once compared me to Andre
Before I ever got my space
Before they ever noticed my face
So let’s just pretend and make wishes out of airplanes

(Eminem)
Lets pretend Marshall Mathers never picked up a pen,
Lets pretend things would have been no diff-er-ent,
Pretend he procrastinated had no motivation,
Pretend he just made excuses that were so paper thin.
Make it blow away with the wind, Marshall you’re NEVER gonna make it
His alarm went off to wake him but he didn’t make it
To the Rap Olympics
Slept through his plane and he missed it