B.O.B

B.O.B - Strange Clouds (Remix) lyrics

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[Young Jeezy - Verse 1]

I’ve been drinking so much, my bitch said you’re an alcoholic

Everytime I find something I’m good, bitch you gotta spoil it

She said boy you need some help, damn right, you got it bad

I said bitch, we’ll see the next time that I buy your ass a bag

Yeah, ?, last time he seen a brick

What the fuck he rapping about

Last time he had a hit?

In the pack I got his loud like?

Who the f-ck you talking to

All that yelling, all that screaming

What the f-ck you bout to do?

I don’t do the lean, but whats up with them double cups

I say put vodka in both them muthaf-ckas, double up

I’m so high up in the clouds, I hope I make it home

I’m so f-cked up in the booth right now, I hope I make this song

[Hook] (x2)

All we do is pour it up

All night, drinks out

(That’s how we do it)

(That’s how we do it)

And all we do is light it up

All night, all you see is strange clouds

strange clouds, strange clouds

[B.o.B - Verse 2]

On a private jet, left to right

I be coast to coastin’

Eh, I don’t get throwed I just twist up and get rollercoasting

Eh, I’m gone, grandaddy, purp cologne, nigga, stop

So high I live in the sky, Leroy Jessie drone, nigga

Okay, if I ball, they dodge balling: elementary

I be smoking that old bun, that oval office, that presidency

She pop, her knees drop, cause these bottles are complimentary

All night we making history, paparazzi be documenting my clique

You sideline I’m headline, at the top

Take home the gold, then hit the boat, I’m Mike Phelps

Raise out, with the prize belt, Olympic ganja, damn right

I’m 12.30, I’m google baby, all day, all night

[Hook] (x2)

All we do is pour it up

All night, drinks out

(That’s how we do it)

(That’s how we do it)

And all we do is light it up

All night, all you see is strange clouds

strange clouds, strange clouds

[T.I - Verse 3]

Every time you see ‘em, shawty going in

Go to jail, get back, here we go again

Back of that black Benz, getting to that dough again

Million, Grand Hustle real nigga, no pretend

Bank roll, can’t fold, dough to the ceiling

And the legend where we living, bankhead brilliant

Ghetto boujie, with bitches with ghetto booty

Lets go cutie swagga so art deco

I act Prada, Margiela, Louie

Blowing sticky icky

Get her gooey ooey

She said she want licky licky

You don’t know me do we

Eh truly, temper’s just the coolest

Thought you knew this

Guess the proof is in how long a nigga do it

Ba-ba-bowww

[Hook] (x2)

All we do is pour it up

All night, drinks out

(That’s how we do it)

(That’s how we do it)

And all we do is light it up

All night, all you see is strange clouds

strange clouds, strange clouds

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