[Intro]
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Are you serious? {DJ SCREAM!}
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Okay, envision this! Hmm
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[B.o.B]
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Look, picture me leanin
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Black on black in the Charger I'm creepin
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Rub me the right way, you might get a genie
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B.o.B, black Houdini
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But this is not magic, you actually seen this
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Glide up the street like a broom I'm sweepin
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And I see no reason
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to give the game back, I'm selfish, I'm keepin
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[AIR HORNS INTERRUPT]
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[DJ Spinz]
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DJ Spins, Mr. Southern Swagger
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Hello my nigga MLK, DJ Scream
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And we present to you
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One of the hottest young niggaz out the Decatur streets
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My nigga B.o.B
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Get 'em!
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[B.o.B]
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Look, picture me leanin
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Black on black in the Charger I'm creepin
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Rub me the right way, you might get a genie
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B.o.B, black Houdini
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But this is not magic, you actually seen this
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Glide up the street like a broom I'm sweepin
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And I see no reason
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to give the game back, I'm selfish, I'm keepin
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And on this mic, I'm a devil I'm a demon
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Hemp Squad on deck, and several bitches screamin
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"SKUUUUU!" Believe me
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Eastside, me high
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On some stuff you couldn't get without a budget
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But I got ten of those - so fuck it!
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But that's a long subject
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So let's get back to how the boy does it
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[Chorus]
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When I pull up at the red light, e'rybody like
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Yeahhh - there it is
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And when I pull up at the BB, e'rybody like
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Yeahhh - there it is
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And when I'm ridin through your neighborhood, e'rybody like
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Yeahhh - there it is
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No matter where I go, ain't gotta say my name, they like
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Yeahhh - there it is
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"HOOD RICH!" [echoes]
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[B.o.B]
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Oh oh okay they must not know
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So let me introduce myself, yes I'm B to the O
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to the B to the O to the B to the O
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B, Eastside's where I'm from, Candler Road
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(Eastside!!) Huh, so as the story is told
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I grew up in the hood so I struggled at home
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Struggled bein broke, still grew up and rose
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to the status where I'm at, with B. Rich on a boat
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And swag still with me, Hemp Squad you know
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And when we at our shows girls throw us they clothes
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So I don't care what you do with the hoe
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She a freak so she know what to do with a pole!
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And I ain't sayin that's the usual code
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But you know girls, they do what they doe
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I mean they do what they do
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And Trey said show 'em what my music can do
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[Chorus]
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[B.o.B]
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Ha! Back again back again
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Ridin Funkadelic, folk ask about my rims
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Like "B.o.B - are those 10's?"
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Matter fact, you backwards nigga, add 'em up again
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Plus 20, that's 30
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(30?) Uhh, yeah, you heard me!
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And I know that's kinda big
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But I'm a big nigga so I'm on that kind of shit
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And this song I just knocked it out
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B.o.B, Hemp Squad, I'm clockin out
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[Chorus]
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There It Is
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B.O.B. |