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Where Are You (Feat. Bobby Ray) – B.o.B

Lirik lagu: Where Are You (Feat. Bobby Ray)

[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
Ain’t this the dude that said that it ain’t 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…)

I heard you play this familiar melody (melody, melody, melody…)
(Melody, melody, melody…)

[Bobby Ray:]
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 sooo 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 still 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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I heard you play this familiar melody (melody, melody, melody…)
(Melody, melody, melody…)

[Bobby Ray Simmons, Jr.:]
I watched my whole life change in a couple of years
Who woulda ever thought I woulda caught the world by their ears
I swear, this shit is so much bigger than I had figured
But if it wasn’t meant to be this wouldn’t be my career
It’s like, people only see it, the way it appears
But they never see the ropes and the pulleys and the gears
Blood sweat and tears, we cry blood all we sweat is tears
In the middle of this rap game on the battle field
All of these shock jock interviews, tryna phone me
You never know who’s gonna try to play you and make you look phoney
I live and die for my team, these niggas are more than my homies
We put it all on the line, we gave up all our belongings for this rap shit
Cause at the end of the day, it ain’t just rap shit
I call it making a way for our survival
Just when I thought I gave up on everything
I dreamed about this familiar melody (melody, melody, melody…)

I dreamed about this familiar melody (melody, melody, melody…)
(Melody, melody, melody…)
I dreamed about this familiar melody (melody, melody, melody…)

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B.o.B

Bend Over – B.o.B

[Hook]
You so focused on who fucking who you don’t realize who fucking you
You so suckered into who fucking who you don’t realize who fucking you motherfucker
Bend over, bend over
Grab your ankles, touch your knees, bend over
Bend over, bend over
Grab your ankles, touch your knees, bend over motherfucker
You so focused on who fucking who you don’t realize who fucking you
You so suckered into who fucking who you don’t realize who fucking you motherfucker
Bend over

[Verse 1]
What you talking bout, who you fucking kidding
I do this for a fucking living
Private life, public life
I can’t tell the fucking difference
I’m from the city people love to visit
Every square foot, a hundred bitches
Hoes whoring, it ain’t nothing new
If I ain’t hit it, someone hit it
Bob, there’s more to life than money, riches
There’s more to life than fucking bitches
Screenshots, ass shots, and Ciroc shots
That’s why I don’t trust them bitches
She ain’t fit in with them other bitches
All they is to her is competition
She just want be complemented
She just want a hundred million followers
Back it up, bend it over on the [?]
On your back, knees up, gynecologist
And you know who stays anonymous
Put it together then it’s obvious but

[Hook]
You so focused on who fucking who you don’t realize who fucking you
You so suckered into who fucking who you don’t realize who fucking you motherfucker
Bend over, bend over
Grab your ankles, touch your knees, bend over
Motherfucker, bend over, bend over
Grab your ankles, touch your knees, bend over motherfucker
You so focused on who fucking who you don’t realize who fucking you
You be bugging over who fucking who you don’t realize who fucking you motherfucker
Bend over

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[Verse 2]
Bob, miss me with them conscious lyrics
You sound just like the one percenters
You must of did a bunch of acid
Either that or you just fucking with us
You want to be a star, sell out concert tickets?
A mansion and a Hollywood subdivision?
You get the fame under one condition
You get copied at the cloning center
They kill ’em with a common ending
Overdose from a drug addiction
Same story, same headline
A stroke, a heart attack, an aneurysm
Celebrities and politicians
Just to name a couple members
Rituals and pedophilia
Sacrifices, blood religion
The queen of England got arrest warrants
For the disappearance of a dozen children
Do your research on the topic
The same time every year kids come up missing

[Hook]
But you so focused on who fucking who you don’t realize who fucking you
You so suckered into who fucking who you don’t realize who fucking you motherfucker
Bend over, bend over
Grab your ankles, touch your knees, bend over
Motherfucker, bend over, bend over
Grab your ankles, touch your knees, bend over motherfucker
You be bugging off of who fucking who you don’t realize who fucking you
You be bugging off of who fucking who you don’t realize who fucking you motherfucker
Bend, bend, bend, bend, bend
Get, get, get bent motherfucker

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Ready (Feat. Future) – B.o.B

Lirik lagu: Ready (Feat. Future)

[Intro: Future]
Apply major pressure my nigga
You heard me?

[Hook: Future]
Money on my mind, plane taking off that shit
Nigga got five different iPhone’s only picking up for that grip
Any time they come around here nigga we ain’t gonna let up on you pussy niggas
We just get ready
We just get ready
Any time they come around here nigga we ain’t gonna let up on you pussy niggas
We just get ready

[Verse 1: B.o.B]
It’s Ray Bans, and free bands, we getting money,
While you hating, we somewhere in our Abu Dhabi
With Arabians, and G5, where my posse at?
Its outrageous, on that good Jamaican
That’s right I’m too faded, you two shaded
I’m too greedy with two ladies
Excellence im azuberated
I finna smash like two potatoes
I dont give a fuck, not even two maybes
I turn up on niggas like rude a bands
I do it daily, I do it daily
That’s my swag, you should pay me
Aint that the truth? this my whip aint that the coupe
Hustle Gang aint that the squad
That bitch actin’ like you gotta prove
While they out here catchin feelings, I’mma catch a flight to ..
I just give her major pressure while she gave me major woooo

[Hook]

[Verse 2: B.o.B]
Okay
Anything they wanna do, hell yeah Im ready for it
Sexy bitch just throw that back, hell yeah she ready for it
They thought that the boy was stupid, now my shit they checkin’ for it
And your girl she addicted to it, I think that ho need metaphor
All I heard is that boy a pop
All I heard is that boy a not
Top 5 on any list, but I moved up about five slots
Some pass one, high as fuck
I don’t see nigga til I look down
Just turned my crib to the hookah spot
You are now welcome to the kush lounge
So miss my with that fuckery
Girl come here with that suckery
Ham squad Hustle Gang
That’s that underground luxury
I dont mess with them fake type
I bet em all if it was up to me
Even if a bitch was a cashier, still never get a buck from me

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[Hook]

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Fingerprint – B.o.B

[Old song sample – Hook]
You and me brother, in his hands
He’s got a you and me sister, in his hands
He’s got you and me brother, in his hands
He’s got the whole world in his hands
(aaww, aww)

[Chorus: B.o.B]
This world is not what you think it is
This world is not what you think it is
(Aaw aw)
This world is not what you think it is
Am I the hand that moves or the fingerprint?

[Verse 1: B.o.B]
Ahh
Fingertips
World is at my fingertips
Reefer in my cuticles
Police want my fingerprints
Count the fucks I give, on my left hand if I was fingerless
Middle finger shit
Tell the hookah girl to bring some tips, uh
Fingerprints identical to a geniuses’
Blame my temper, I don’t say it unless I mean the shit
What’s the difference between the critics and the hypocrits?
Same difference between the re-blood-blicans and demo-crips
Bandz

[Chorus]
This world is not what you think it is
This world is not what you think it is
This world is not what you think it is
Am I the hand that moves or the fingerprint?

[Verse 2: B.o.B]
Why the cost of living so overpriced?
Keep my lawyers on retainer like an overbite
When you the stoner type
A lot of weed by overhype
Half a pound of more, a quarter won’t suffice
You see what my composures like
Been on the road for forty nights
Never make a ho your wife
But these days heaux is life
Always got something in the air like Poltergeist
There’s your want
An activity, paranormal
I feel it in every corner, aroma of marijuana
By now this shit should be legal on every corner
That’ll happen once they get profits off every grower
Madness, I see Babylon and it’s crashing
I’m asking, why this was crafted, who is the admin?
The masses, feel like we’re captive in this contraption
I’m spazzin
I’m Captain Stabbin
Salute the savage
Bandz

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[Hook]
You and me brother, in his hands
He’s got the whole world in his hands

(Aww aw)

[Chorus]
This world is not what you think it is
This world is not what you think it is
This world is not what you think it is
Am I the hand that moves or the fingerprint?

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