[Verse 1:]
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B.o.B
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Uno is my Numeral
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They said hip hop was stacked
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I must have missed the funeral
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Well see what happen was
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They started assuming stuff
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Cause I don't think the bible is goin to get here soon enough
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I like thick hoes that like to get the beutty rough
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So when I am in the room with her
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That's what I do to her
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I send her ass to Jupiter
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Stretch uterus
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And when I'm through with her
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Man I put my boot in her (ooohhh!)
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[Verse 2:]
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Ha, see ya'll can miss me with that silly shit
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I fittin to ride for my hood
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I ain't Benedick
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I go extra extra hard
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I ain't fittin to quit
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I'm in this thing for the bread
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I ain't in for friends
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And yeah I spit it off the brain
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I ain't in the pants
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And no I can't pretend
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My nigga I'm genuine
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Okay so let me tell you what I'm interested in
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Big fat ass blunts of kush and twins
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Uno Is My Funeral
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| B.O.B. |
