There It Is - B.o.B

Are you serious?

Okay, envision this!

Hmm

Look, picture me leanin'

Black on black in the Charger I’m creepin'

Rub me the right way, you might get a genie

B.o.B, black Houdini

But this is not magic, you actually seen this

Glide up the street like a broom I’m sweepin'

And I see no reason

To give the game back, I’m selfish, I’m keepin'

DJ Spins, Mr. Southern Swagger

Hello my nigga MLK, DJ Scream

And we present to you

One of the hottest young niggas out the Decatur streets

My nigga B.o.B

Get 'em!

Look, picture me leanin'

Black on black in the Charger I’m creepin'

Rub me the right way, you might get a genie

B.o.B, black Houdini

But this is not magic, you actually seen this

Glide up the street like a broom I’m sweepin'

And I see no reason

To give the game back, I’m selfish, I’m keepin'

And on this mic, I’m a devil I’m a demon

Hemp Squad on deck, and several bitches screamin'

«SKUUUUU!»

Believe me

Eastside, me high

On some stuff, you couldn’t get without a budget

But I got ten of those — so fuck it!

But that’s a long subject

So let’s get back to how the boy does it

When I pull up at the red light, e’rybody like

Yeahhh — there it is

And when I pull up at the BG, e’rybody like

Yeahhh — there it is

And when I’m ridin through your neighborhood, e’rybody like

Yeahhh — there it is

No matter where I go, ain’t gotta say my name, they like

Yeahhh — there it is

HOOD RICH!

Oh oh okay they must not know

So let me introduce myself, yes I’m B to the O

To the B to the O to the B to the O

B, Eastside’s where I’m from, Candler Road (Eastside!!)

Huh, so as the story is told

I grew up in the hood so I struggled at home

Struggled bein broke, still grew up and rose

To the status where I’m at, with B. Rich on a boat

And swag still with me, Hemp Squad you know

And when we at our shows girls throw us they clothes

So I don’t care what you do with the hoe

She a freak so she know what to do with a pole

And I ain’t sayin' that’s the usual code

But you know girls, they do what they doe

I mean they do what they do

And Trey said show 'em what my music can do

When I pull up at the red light, e’rybody like

Yeahhh — there it is

And when I pull up at the BB, e’rybody like

Yeahhh — there it is

And when I’m ridin through your neighborhood, e’rybody like

Yeahhh — there it is

No matter where I go, ain’t gotta say my name, they like

Yeahhh — there it is

Ha!

Back again back again

Ridin Funkadelic, folk ask about my rims

Like «B.o.B — are those 10's?»

Matter fact, you backwards nigga, add 'em up again

Plus 20, that’s 30 (30?)

Uhh, yeah, you heard me!

And I know that’s kinda big

But I’m a big nigga so I’m on that kind of shit

And this song I just knocked it out

B.o.B, Hemp Squad, I’m clockin' out

When I pull up at the red light, e’rybody like

Yeahhh — there it is

And when I pull up at the BG, e’rybody like

Yeahhh — there it is

And when I’m ridin through your neighborhood, e’rybody like

Yeahhh — there it is

No matter where I go, ain’t gotta say my name, they like

Yeahhh — there it is