Bad Company movie - B.O.B (Bombs Over Baghdad) lyrics

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Song by Outkast<br /><br>

[Dre]<br>

1, 2.. 1, 2, 3; yeah!<br>

Inter-national, underground<br>

Thunder pounds when I stomp the ground (Woo!) <br>

Like a million elephants with silverback orangutans<br>

You can't stop a train<br>

Who want some? Don't come un-pre-pared<br>

I'll be there, but when I leave there<br>

Better be a household name<br>

Weather man tellin' us it ain't gon' rain<br>

So now we sittin' in a drop-top, soakin wet<br>

In a silk suit, tryin' not to sweat<br>

Hits somersaults without the net<br>

But this'll be the year that we won't forget<br>

One-Nine-Nine-Nine, and brutha anything goes, be whatchu wanna be<br>

Long as you know consequences, to give and for livin' defenses<br>

Too hot, I'm jumpin' jail<br>

Too low to dig, I might just touch hell<br>

HOT! Get a life, now they gon' sell<br>

Then I might catch you a spell, look at what came in the mail<br>

A scale and some Arm and Hammer, so grow grid and some baby mñma<br>

Black Cadillac and a pack of pampers<br>

Stack of question with no answers<br>

Cure for cancer, cure for AIDS<br>

Make a nigga wanna stay on tour for days<br>

Get back home, things are wrong<br>

We're not really able to spend all alone <br>

before he left, (?), to a ball of power<br>

Thousands of thousands miles per hour<br>

Hello, ghetto, let your brain breathe, <br>

believe there's always more, ahhhhh!<br>

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[Chorus: 2X]<br>

[Dre] Don't pull the thang out, unless you plan to bang<br>

[Choir] Bombs over Baghdad!<br>

[Dre] Yeah! Ha ha yeah!<br>

Don't even bang unless you plan to hit something<br>

[Choir] Bombs over Baghdad!<br>

[Dre] Yeah! Uhh-huh<br>

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[Big Boi]<br>

Uno, dos, tres, it's on<br>

Did you ever think a pimp rock a microphone?<br>

Like that there boi and will still stay street<br>

Big things happen every time we meet<br>

Like a track team, crack fiend, dyin to geek<br>

Outkast bumpin' up and down the street<br>

Slam back, Cadillac, 'bout five nigga deep<br>

Seventy-five emcee's freestylin' to the beat<br>

Cause we get krunk, stay drunk, at the club<br>

Should have bought an ounce, but you caught the dub<br>

Should have held back, but you throwed the punch<br>

'Spose to meet your girl but you packed a lunch<br>

No D to-the U to-the G for you<br>

Got a son on the way by the name of Bamboo<br>

Got a little baby girl four year, Jordan<br>

Never turn my back on my kids for them<br>

Should have hit it (hit it) quit it (quit it) rag (rag) top (top)<br>

Before you read up, get a laptop<br>

Make a business for yourself, boy, set some goals<br>

Make a fair diamond out of dusty coals<br>

Record number four, but we on a roll<br>

Hold up, slow up, stop, control<br>

Like Janet, planets, Stankonia is only<br>

A movin' like floor commin' straight to Florida<br>

Lock all your windows then block the quarters<br>

Pullin' off on bell 'cause a whippins in order<br>

Like a three piece fist, 'fore I cut your daughter<br>

Yo quiero Taco Bell, then I hit the border<br>

Penny pap rappers tryin' to get the five<br>

I'm a microphone fiend tryin' to stay alive<br>

When you come to ATL boi you better not hide <br>

cause the Dungeon Family gon' ride, hah!<br>

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[Chorus: 2X]<br>

[Dre] Don't pull the thang out, unless you plan to bang<br>

[Choir] Bombs over Baghdad!<br>

[Dre] Yeah! Ha ha yeah!<br>

Don't even bang unless you plan to hit something<br>

[Choir] Bombs over Baghdad!<br>

[Dre] Yeah! Uhh-huh<br>

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[Choir]<br>

Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah<br>

Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah<br>

Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah<br>

Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah<br>

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[Dre]<br>

B-I-G, B-O-I<br>

An-An-Andre<br>

To the T-O-P<br>

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[Dre and Big Boi: 15X]<br>

Bob your head. Rag top.<br>

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(1, 2.. 1, 2, 3, 4) (Gimme some)<br>

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[Choir: 23X]<br>

Bible music. Electric revival.<br>

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