B.O.B

B.O.B - So So lyrics

rate me

es sir is Bobby Ray, aka A. B.O.B. (O)

I can't be eco conscious, I'm always burning trees

And is there fire, fire, call it that third degree,

And call me supersonic I shake the earth beneath ya

Hell yeah you heard of me it's quite a emergency

The way I take the game and I beat it so un-unmercifully, yeah

Ladies with curly features, wait at concerts to see you

They can roll home with B.O., and maybe service me up

But if you wanna work for me then girl you need your working visas

And if you ain't working then you just should not converse with me

That's not that serious, don't take it so personally

Plus currently I prefer the girls who prefer the three C.P.O.

C.P.O. I think I think I'm Neo

I'm caught up in her Matrix and I think it's time to reload

And if this is what I caught girl I would have to appeal

I think that the defendant have some things that must reveal

Heels ha, heels ha, tell me what's the deal, man

Got me chasing you to see if I could cop a feel, huh

I gotta keep it real, kosher, kosher, kosher

Cause she don't want that bullshit, no sir, no sir, no sir

Her thighs go round like roller-coaster motors

And like a minute bundle, I had to roll them over

Had the kind of... into her motor roller

This bout to get scary like the end of October

And this is about the time when I hit you with the dope flow

I got that fire man, and other shit is so so

And this is about the time when I hit you with the dope flow

I'm at the fryin pan, your shit is so cold

And this is about the time when I hit you with the dope flow

I got that fire man, and other shit is so so

And this is about the time when I hit you with the dope flow

I'm at the frying pan, your shit is so cold

So cold like a hobo wearing no clothes and it's snow globe when the temperature is below froze

I mean below freezing and there's no reason to be so cheesy, got my own team and my own league

My own lane and my own speed, it's a long road so I don't sleep

If I don't know you I don't speak, it's a small world and it's gonna shrink

If you're full of shit, then you're gonna stink

I'm a realist I'm gonna think, with a pair of eyes so I'm gonna see

I'll be whatever the fuck I wanna be, I'll be everything except a wanna be

I'll be everything you ever wanna be, if you're clever enough you can corner me

But what's a corner to me, I'm geometry

So tell me who gave you the authority? Who the fuck are you? The authority?

What am I supposed to be orderly? pardon my honor you're charging me?

Saying something I oughta be but I got some much heart that my arteries will always be partying like a camaraderie

Man I'm already famous historically so my story is already glorious

Just like P Diddy victorious to the B.I.G. Notorius,

I'm a champion, I'm a warrior, I bring war to ya,

So if you got beef that's unfortunate, we'll hang ya'll out like portraits

And this is about the time when I hit you with the dope flow

I got that fire man, and other shit is so so

And this is about the time when I hit you with the dope flow

I'm at the frying pan, your shit is so cold

And this is about the time when I hit you with the dope flow

I got that fire man, and other shit is so so

And this is about the time when I hit you with the dope flow

I'm at the frying pan, your shit is so cold

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