B.o.B. & J.O.E. - B.o.B

It’s so beautiful

Southern smoke

B Rich Entertainment

Willie Joe and B.o.B

We’re the future, bitch

Fear Factor Music Group

I control living and I came blaze

In the studio, man we make hits for days

She’s seen the show

Now she wanna get laid

(Throw some dick on that hoe)

(Throw some dick on that hoe)

Niggas hate us, but it’s okay

What’s my name girl, call me B-O-Bae

See me with Joe

Now she wanna get laid

(Throw some dick on that hoe)

(Throw some dick on that hoe)

Catch me on cloud 9 like B.o.B

Baby took all line when she spotted me

Such a freak,

She say she want some money, nah that ain’t my cup of tea

Well I’mma get that hoe, I get her, get her, got her good

She knew my name and now she know I got a lot of wood

I threw it at her and she rode it like she gotta do it

And she ain’t gettin' nothin' from me but a lot of fluid

I had this bad bitch, yeah

Man she from Decatur

Tryna win a nigga love like I was flavor, flavor

Told her ass to come down and do me a favor

(Throw some lips on that dick)

(Throw some lips on that dick)

I knew this sick bitch, she said she was from

She said she wanna know me

I said why ain’t you just say so

Then her man got mad cause I told him it wasn’t mayo

(Don't get mad, I’m a pimp)

(Fuck it bitch, I’m a pimp)

Yeah, it’s Willie Joe, the man, point blank period

We made the future, come on doug, you’re fucking serious?

Choose sides, not a hoe is fucking curious

Man, stepped up, left them bloody like a period

My name is Bobby but, you can call me B.o.B

Shout out to swaggers, they till I D.I.E

You can’t fuck with us, what makes you think you can fuck with me

Cause I’m a hustler, I get it every day of week

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday

‘Bout dope, ‘bout paper, ‘bout pay

If you ain’t tryna fuck bitch, get out my way

I control living and I came blaze

In the studio, man we make hits for days

She’s seen the show

Now she wanna get laid

(Throw some dick on that hoe)

(Throw some dick on that hoe)

Niggas hate us, but it’s okay

What’s my name girl, call me B-O-Bae

See me with you

Now she wanna get laid

(Throw some dick on that hoe)

(Throw some dick on that hoe)

Aight, aight, aight, aight

Niggas took their eyes off the ball and shit

On some real shit

I ain’t one to pop

But goddammit I’m comin' out strong in this bitch

I ain’t comin' out to lose, nigga

I’m comin' out to win

I’m taking your motherfuckin' spot

I’m takin' your girlfriend

But I ain’t takin' her out to dinner nigga

I’m just makin' her take this dick

Ho-ho, y’all niggas ain’t ready though

It’s motherfuckin' B.o.B

B.o.B, you know me

Been this old bullshit

Been this old bitch

Bring one blunt

Bring one beer

Bring one broad

I like big old booties

Boyfriend over batteries

I be your boyfriend on batteries

You can be my bend over

All that good shit

Let’s keep it moving, man

Fuck this shit