B.O.B - We Still In This Bitch lyrics

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Feat. T.I. & Juicy J

[Hook: B.o.B]

I'm in my zone I'm feeling it

Stop blowing my buzz quit killing it

So buy another round

They tried to shut us down

About an hour ago

But we still in this bitch

Turn this shit up loud

And buy another round

They tried to shut us down

About an hour ago

But we still in this bitch

[Verse 1: B.o.B]

I pull up in that automatic cookup

B Rich pull up in that rooster 'til we wake the fucking hood up

Got all these pounds of ganja, I work out, I'm doing kushups

Bobby Bands is in the building, pop that pussy throw it put up

In the air, one time for a nigga like me with a squad like this

With a team so strong with a flow so cold, ain't nothing but some bad bitches in my clique

What's up Eastside

We in this bitch

They think they seeing 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 nothing, can't tell me shit

All in my zone, all on my own

Open that pack, rollin' that strong

And we still up in this bitch, won't turn down, won't go home

[Hook: B.o.B]

[Verse 2: T.I.]

I got big wheels on my ride

I spent about six mills on my ride

You catch me swervin' all on your side of town

But bitch don't kill my vibe

Or blow my high just blow my jock

I'm so paid, I'm so fly

Your baby daddy didn't respect me

Blackened eye, that no lie

I'm on my square, blowing circles

In the air, of that purple

I'm a boss and you a worker

Listen here boy don't make me hurt you

You want trouble I got plenty

How you want it full or semi

I'm so rich so all that fuckboy shit you kickin' don't offend me

Don't get killed of in this bitch

I spent mills all on this shit

Boy it's been eleven years of this shit

Look at me now still in this bitch

I stand tall no can fall

You pussy ass niggas can't touch a key

See me don't speak ain't' nothing G

I'm in my zone nigga don't fuck with me

[Hook: B.o.B]

[Verse 3: Juicy J]

Keep the bass 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 tonight might be her night

You know me I stay stuntin'

Lowkey

I threw tuition at Onyx

Flip money fast like Sonic rich

Nigga I speak ebonics

Got a new car I paid cash

Got a new crib with a weed lab

Crisp bills I need that

Fuck your team where the freaks at

Hundred deep in V.I.P

Niggas always hatin'

I came in with a bunch of goons

And I'm leavin' with out with his lady

I got your boo in my Bugatti

She about to swallow my babies

My system loud my weed loud

No hair clip cause I'm faded

[Hook: B.o.B]