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B.O.B. Lyrics
[Dre]ÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
1, 2.. 1, 2, 3; yeah!ÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
Inter-national, undergroundÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
Thunder pounds when I stomp the ground (Woo!)ÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
Like a million elephants with silverback orangutansÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
You can't stop a trainÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
Who want some? Don't come un-pre-paredÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
I'll be there, but when I leave thereÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
Better be a household nameÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
Weather man tellin' us it ain't gon' rainÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
So now we sittin' in a drop-top, soaken' wetÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
In a silk suit, tryin' not to sweatÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
Hits somersaults without the netÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
But this'll be the year that we won't forgetÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
One-Nine-Nine-Nine, and brutha anything goes, be whatchu wanna beÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
Long as you know consequences, to give and for livin' defensesÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
Too hot, I'm jumpin' jailÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
Too low to dig, I might just touch hellÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
HOT! Get a life, now they gon' sellÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
Then I might catch you a spell, look at what came in the mailÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
A scale and some Arm and Hammer, so grow grid and some baby mÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂè¢maÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
Black Cadillac and a pack of pampers, stack of question with no answersÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
Cure for cancer, cure for AIDSÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
Make a nigga wanna stay onto it for daysÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
Get back home, things are wrongÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
We're not really able to spend all aloneÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
before he left, (?), to a ball of powerÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
Thousands of thousands miles per hourÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
Hello, ghetto, let your brain breath,ÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
believe there's always moreÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
Ahhhhh!ÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
Chorus: 2XÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
[Dre] Don't pull the thang out, unless you plan to bangÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
{Choir} Bombs over Baghdad!ÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
[Dre] Yeah! Ha ha yeah!ÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
Don't even bang unless you plan to hit somethingÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
{Choir} Bombs over Baghdad!ÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
{Dre} Yeah! Uhh-huhÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
[Big Boi]ÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
Uno, dos, tres, it's onÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
Did you ever think a pimp rock a microphone?ÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
Like that there boy and will still stay streetÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
Big things happen every time we meetÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
Like a track team, crack fiend, dyin to geekÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
Outkast bumpin' up and down the streetÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
Slam back, Cadillac, 'bout five nigga deepÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
Seventy-five emcee's freestylin' to the beatÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
Cause we get krunk, stay drunk, at the clubÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
Should have bought an ounce, but you caught the dubÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
Should have held back, but you throwed the punchÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
'Spose to meet your girl but you packed a lunchÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
No D to-the U to-the G for youÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
Got a son on the way by the name of BambooÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
Got a little baby girl four year, JordanÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
Never turn my back on my kids for themÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
Should have hit it (hit it) quit it (quit it) rag (rag) top (top)ÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
Before you read up, get a laptopÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
Make a business for yourself, boy, set some goalsÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
Make a fair dime out of dusty coalÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
Record number four, but we on a rollÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
Hold up, slow up, stop, controlÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
Like Janet, planets, Stankonia is onlyÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
A movin' like floor commin' straight to FloridaÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
Lock all your windows then block the quartersÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
Pullin' off on bell 'cause a whippins in orderÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
Like a three piece fist, 'fore I cut your daughterÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
Yo quiero Taco Bell, then I hit the borderÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
Penny pap rappers tryin' to get the fiveÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
I'm a microphone fiend tryin' to stay aliveÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
When you come to A-town well you better not hideÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
cause the Dungeon Family gonna rideÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
Hah!ÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
Chorus: 2XÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
[Dre] Don't pull the thang out, unless you plan to bangÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
{Choir} Bombs over Baghdad!ÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
[Dre] Yeah! Ha ha yeah!ÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
Don't even bang unless you plan to hit somethingÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
{Choir} Bombs over Baghdad!ÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
{Dre} Yeah! Uhh-huhÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
{Choir}ÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
Bombs over Baghdad! YeahÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
Bombs over Baghdad! YeahÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
Bombs over Baghdad! YeahÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
Bombs over Baghdad! YeahÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
[Dre]ÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
B-I-G, B-O-IÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
An-An-AndreÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
To the T-O-PÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
[Dre and Big Boi]: 15XÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
Bob your head. Rag top.ÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
(1, 2.. 1, 2, 3, 4) (Gimme some)ÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
{Choir}: 23XÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
Bible music. Electric revival.