B.O.B

[fox69]

"Jimmy Fallon"
(feat. London Jae & Scotty ATL)

"Jimmy Fallon"
(feat. London Jae & Scotty ATL)



Bring me like halfway through the intro

Throwing, throwing 20s all night
Throwing 20s all night, ohhh

[Hook - B.o.B:]
Throwing 20s all night
I believe in you girl
Yeah I'm feeling all right
So put the weed in the air
Throwing 20s all night
My nigga got the zip my other
Nigga got the pint, bitches to my right
They said they feeling all right
So put the weed in the air

[Scotty ATL:]
Goose got me feeling like insulin
And it pay here with [?]
And I vouch for that I get stupid high
No bitches love attitude
But that's why though my nigga watch
She'll love them presidents she'll turn around
Then watch it drop, yeah man she make it drop
Doing ass cheeks like basketball
Palmin' that shit, she like a thug
She finna roll on my drawls
She never talk about love, it's understood
She pop the bottles in clubs
Stealin' get hit with the 20s I'm feeling so good
All of my niggas with me I run with in the hood
Roll up that good throwing

[Hook]

[B.o.B:]
I get so fucking high I could eat a star
Walking on the ceiling like a side walk
Whole room in it like it's bow legged
Top floor looking like a [?] dorm room
This ain't Community what
But she about to communion my floor
And if you start running your mouth, bitch
You would do the community good, that's right
[London Jae:]
Wishing [?] buy shopping sprees in Milan ho
What you know about a nigga throwing 20s all on you
Till you buried knee deep in the money fire the weed up
Triple cup full of ice ho I'm leaned up
King of diamonds man, so shit so shake that
Ass and titties get nasty with it
The thing about it since the day I met you
Finna murder that pussy, get to scratching

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Joburg"

"Joburg"


[Hook:]
You're all dressed up, and nowhere to be
Like beating drums, your heart never sleeps
We've been dancing all night, dancing machine
From the club to the floor, to your limousine
Ooh-ooh-ooh [x8]

I love all your nuances, I love all your nuances
Forgive me if I'm too honest girl that booty humongous baby you must do lunges
And up top two congas, girl you rarer than a blue comet
I'ma, keep it a million like two commas
I wanna beat it up like Ali, Muhammad
Girl you're too dope, you're too chronic, you keep it two hundred
Two piece, that's two freaks, that's two gins and two tonics
Who run it, No Genre you dumby
She love the whole crew so she payed the crew homage
Smelling like new money, new money
KL to Joburg we just played a few countries
Get out your seat hit the floor put your groove on it girl

[Hook:]
You're all dressed up, and nowhere to be
Like beating drums, your heart never sleeps
We've been dancing all night, dancing machine
From the club to the floor, to your limousine
Ooh-ooh-ooh [x8]

What you looking for?
Party girl, you want it girl
You run yo mouth, not hooking up
And put it down we go see
What you really bout?

One time, hit you with it one time
No strings attached but you tongue tied
Give me my guitar g string imma strum
She gon need a salon, [?]
Ay back it up, see the rum dry
She gonna get deep like the dumb kind
She brought a lil tree like bonsai
She gon learn today, I'm the alumni
Ay shes a drug that I've taken so much of
So much of, I could barely get a buzz off a pub
A puff ain't enough, looking for a substance to touch
Or a substance [?] in this club
Heat it up till you blush
Feel the rush feel the rush
Is it love is it lust?
Ill be the judge
Give ya body a rub

[Hook:]
You're all dressed up, and nowhere to be
Like beating drums, your heart never sleeps
We've been dancing all night, dancing machine
From the club to the floor, to your limousine
Ooh-ooh-ooh [x8]

 

[fox69]

"John Doe"
(feat. Priscilla Renea)

"John Doe"
(feat. Priscilla Renea)



[Priscilla Renea:]
Seems like your heart stops working
The minute they close the curtain
You take off your mask
And take off your costume
And if anyone asks you're taking a small break
Drinking some coffee
But everyone knows what you're doing

Seems like the bus moves slower
Just cause you got somewhere to go
So you take a few pills in Beverly Hills
But if anyone asks you've got a prescription
You got an addiction
Who do you think that you're fooling?

[Hook:]
John Doe, I just want the John I know
Once you put the drinks on hold
Maybe you could come back home
John Doe, ooh oh oh oooh
Oooh oh oh ohooh oooh
Oooh oh oh ohooh oooh

[B.o.B:]
Everybody's addicted to something
Everybody's got to grip onto something
Even if it's just to feel the response of a pill
Maybe once, maybe twice
Maybe hundreds of times, hundreds of times
Without it, it's just harder to function at times
You race to the bottom of every single bottle
As if there was someone or something to find
You struggle in your mind
And you tell yourself lie after lie
'Til you get to the point where it's no longer private
People that you work with noticed the signs
When you walk in the room
It gets noticeably quiet
So you break up the silence, you say you've been at the gym
But the way that you look, can't blame on a diet
So what you hiding?

[Hook]

[B.o.B:]
Yeah, I've probably had too many things
Smashed too many freaks
Had too much to dro...(I mean)
Had too much to drink
Left the club, ended up in custody
Random drug test, passed it luckily
My girl broke up with me cause she walked in suddenly
With a woman up under me
I told her, "Wait!
It ain't what it look like!
I must've slipped and fell, clumsy me!"
Well, at least I admit it, cause the worst you could do
Is to do it and not be man enough to say that you did it
That's just how you prevent it, well I ain't no different
I love all the money, the fame
And the parties with beautiful women
I spent so much time as an underground artist
Cause I was afraid to succumb to the business
And what I'd become
But that what you judge you become
The path with the greatest resistance
That's how the tables can turn, when they pivot
And change your perspective and flip your entire position
My whole life I've been dying and wishing to live and experience
Everything possible
When I told them my dreams, they just said it ain't logical
Now, I can see it - it's optical

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Juice & Gin"
(feat. Jake Lambo & Lin-Z)

"Juice & Gin"
(feat. Jake Lambo & Lin-Z)



[Verse 1 - B.o.B:]
Well they say nothing is forever
Well fuck what they say I been waiting for forever
They steal the flow cause they can't think of nothing clever
I picture me on top, I couldn't paint it any better
No Genre bitch, I couldn't say it any clearer
This a brand new era
Make another error
See the face of terror
Bad news and I hate to be the bearer
9/11 and I ain't talking Panamera
Ease up, east side easel
Even if up was your kids you still couldn't keep up
I see the competition, they get ate her finger licking
No wonder I'm a pothead I was always in the kitchen
Trying to whip up decent music, give the people what they missin'
Now throw this shit and crack the system bitch

[Hook - B.o.B (Lin-Z):]
Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo, sippin' on gin and juice
Faded, (Bobby got the indo-do, got the indo)
I'm rollin' down the street, smokin' indo, sippin' on gin and juice
Faded, (Bobby got the indo-do, got the indo)

[Verse 2 - Jake Lambo:]
See I got weed in my lungs and the world in my palm
I get stoned like a fossil and that's word to my ma'
Just splittin' swisher's like surgeons
While I ride with my niggas
The car look like a sauna, I hope the cops never get us
Get some liquor man fuck it
I only drink on occasions
But why I'm drinking I'm faded
The peer pressure I hate it
Debated it then I took a swig of some gin that we had
I don't like drinking but really I wasn't feeling too bad
Now I'm just

[Hook - B.o.B (Lin-Z):]
Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo, sippin' on gin and juice
Faded, (Bobby got the indo-do, got the indo)
I'm rollin' down the street, smokin' indo, sippin' on gin and juice
Faded...

[Verse 3 - Lin-Z:]
Bobby got the indo
London out the window
Jake whip in the lambo
While Jaque make the beat go
Got my mind on my money and my money on my mind
Rollin' wit' a dot, only feed her wine
Don't got the time, VIP no lyin'
And my swag is off the hizzel fo' Shizzel for nizzel
That's word to my nizzel Snoop Dizzel
Got them curls for the girls: miss frizzle

[Hook - B.o.B (Lin-Z):]
Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo, sippin' on gin and juice
Faded, faded
I'm rollin' down the street, smokin' indo, sippin' on gin and juice
Faded, faded

[Lin-Z (B.o.B):]
You see nothing is forever
Well fuck what they say I been waiting for forever
They steal the flow cause they can't think of nothing clever
I picture me on top, I couldn't paint it any better
No Genre bitch, (I couldn't say it any clearer
This a brand new era, this a brand new era
Say it any clearer, this a brand new era)

 

[fox69]

"Just A Sign"
(feat. Playboy Tre)

"Just A Sign"
(feat. Playboy Tre)



Looking at the world through my rearview
Searching for an answer up high
Or is it all wasted time?
Everything is crumbling around me
Feels like the ending of the times
Or is it all just a sign?

Uh, I dozed off from my notebook
Ever since, never woke up
Hey, I've been travelling for lifetimes
Still I got many miles 'fore it's over
Yeah, I kept on hunting like I'm supposed to
But everything in the world ain't kosher
See it's crazy when your friends turn to strangers
But then strangers running up like they know you
And the further away from reality I go
I can feel the truth getting closer
But hey, it's a path that we all on,
If you in the fast lane or the slow one
And you might break down on the shoulder
You just gotta know who to call for the tow-truck
I guess we all gotta exit to the next boulevard where the roads are

Looking at the world through my rearview
Searching for an answer up high
But is it all wasted time?
Simulated, automated break throughs
Everything appears to be fine
Or are we all digitized?
Everything is crumbling around me
Feels like the ending of the times
Or is it all just a sign?

Yeah, sometimes, sometimes I wonder
If what I'm seeing in front of me, is even real.
Yeah, go roll up some of that killa
We call this slasher smoking,
Gone off that Michael Myers
I can barely keep my lashes open
6 shots of the rum I'm done
Thinking about my partners death, I'm angry
In a flash he was gone
Man how can that day not rearrange me
All of my days, they clouded
All of my nights, they rowdy
He told me Tre keep suckers in the rib
So I'm smashin proudly
Is it all in my head?
Am I just wasting time?
All of my rearview mirror
Looking for answers 'bout to lose my mind

Looking at the world through my rearview
Searching for an answer up high
But is it all wasted time?
Simulated automated breakthroughs
Everything appears to be fine
Or are we all digitized?
They say you only get one life time
Then it's gone in a blink of an eye
Or is it all just in my mind?
Everything is crumbling around me
Feels like the ending of the times
Or is it all just a sign?

I saw the lights dancing up so high
I wonder is it really a sign?
Or just imagination, imagination
As Golden Rivers flooded off the sky
Pouring from the sands of time
Congratulations, we finally made it

I saw the lights dancing up so high
I wonder is it really a sign?
Or just imagination, imagination
As Golden Rivers flooded off the sky
Pouring from the sands of time
Congratulations, we finally made it

Looking at the world through my rearview
Searching for an answer up high
Or is it all wasted time?
Simulated automated breakthroughs
Everything appears to be fine
Or are we all digitized?
They say you only get one life time
Then it's gone in a blink of an eye
Or is it all just in my mind?
Everything is crumbling around me
Feels like the ending of the times
Or is it all just a sign?

 

[fox69]

"Kevin Hart Speaks"

"Kevin Hart Speaks"



Aye man, this yo boy Kev Hart man
Uh, real quick, you got a mixtape coming up called Fuck Em We Ball
I'm just curious to know why you ain't put my nigga Drop on there?
Like as if you don't know what he is and what he's about
Man, it took a lot for me to get him not to call you right now
You know, he called me to facilitate the situation so I'm tryin to but this is tough man,
I mean you do, you do a mixtape without the realest dude in the game
It kinda makes me think like, like are you afraid of droppin success?
Dude, we gotta talk man
Like this is crazy and I just hope it ain't that man cause I would hate for
Drop to have to get serious and come looking for you
I'm somebody who knows him and knows what he's capable of
I suggest you take this as a warning dude
You either put Drop on your side or you go down
Just like the rest of em
I'm just tryina be your friend man
Bye.

 

[fox69]

"King Tut"

"King Tut"


[Hook:]
Let's be honest
I wake up in the morning get shit jumping
She gon' get that D with my thumb in
No Benihana just top ramen
I feel like King Tutankhamun

Uh, pay your homage
Bobby Ray the shaman
Namaste, or something conscious, I promise
Saw this day was coming
Like a plague or something
Hundred nations form a summit
Congress, no hesitation coming
Try to take it from me
Terminator style I'm dumping
Dumping, clip gon' kick back like Liu Kang
Or fucking Johnny Cage
Them hollows graze your stomach
Vomit, everyday or something
Some grenade or something
Someone say that someones bombing the gunman
Propagate and conflicts sway the moral compass
You debate on who done done it
Converse, I'ma stay a slum
It's still segregated proms in the state I'm from
And they still gon' bang you up for an ashtray of crumbs
If a cop could pop you, no indictment
It's obvious the justice system pretty biased
Take your right away like arthritis
The eye of the all seeing iris

[Hook]

Like I’m suffering from ego death
Need no stress, lean on deck, weed on deck
Green thumb, I’m Imhotep
They depopulate you with chemo
They'll steal your breath, beast mode
There ain't no more heroes left
Hercules conflicts all black incognito
Like Ne-Yo at Emo Fest, flip like aikido
Arm the torpedo, I'm armed and I'm reloaded
Three piece tuxedo, I bomb like a G though
Bondage just like a slave or something
That can't awaken from it
We ain't got a thing in common, you common
Minus the sense, keep your eyes on your rent
And them commas modern economics consumption
Summon critics in my comments
A conference of conversations and assumptions, it's constant
Pill's too big to ever stomach, you astonished
I never claimed I'm Nostradamus
The publics intuition mixed with my opinion's just more confirmation on the subject, don't want it
Pull your card, I'll pull no punches
A monkey wrench in a dysfunction now

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Lambo"
(feat. Kevin Gates, Jake Lambo)

"Lambo"
(feat. Kevin Gates, Jake Lambo)



[Hook: B.o.B.]
You ain’t never met a nigga like me, my nigga
You ain’t never seen a bitch like this, my nigga
You ain’t smoking on a pack like this, my nigga
You ain’t never rolled in a Lambo like this [x3]
You ain’t never seen a bitch like this, my nigga
You ain’t never met a nigga like me, my nigga

[Verse 1: B.o.B.]
You meet a nigga like me, you a liar
If you smoking like me, then you high
I'mma need about 13 freaks tonight
It’s so many bitches, looking like a freak collage
And she finna swallow my Pina Colada
The way I throw the D, she gon need a massage
If she wake up tomorrow, a hangover got her
We party from Vegas to Reno, Nevada
We do it big, cause life is a bitch that’ll eat you alive like a sea of piranhas
It’s neat cause I got to release it to all them
And you ain’t even seen em, you ain’t even got em
I’m not a rapper, I’m a rock star
I’m not a rapper, I’m a rock star
And if you see me in that Lambo
I got the bitch with the top off

[Hook: B.o.B]

[Verse 2: Kevin Gates]
I ain’t ever rolled in a Lambo
My bitch dance on a stage named Lambo
Hundred round drum that’s ammo, something like Rambo
Dicks hit the door, hit the scale and the blow
Now we running that quarterback scramble
I done hid it with the fork and the knife and the pyrex
Young nigga trapping out a bando
Turn 126 to a 252, worked the wrist
I could win me a Lambo
Don’t want to be in love, I can pay for affection
White girl off with the handle
First show for the 20 now there’s 200 bands
Book a show, drop 50 till you’re at the hotel
Rock two in one night
Then the cook want to front you cause the microwave on while we at the hotel
I say I don’t get tired!

[Hook: B.o.B]

[Verse 3: Jake Lambo]
Fly like a plane in the sky high
Jake is the name, I’m a dangerous guy
Had me in the cage and I ain’t know why
See I am a beast, no I ain’t gon' lie
Came here to claim what I want, bang in the trunk
Hands in the sky, get 'em up
I kill 'em, yup
On my high horse like giddyup
Really bruh, I’m just tryna see a milly bucks
Nigga what?
I go so retarded, go the hardest don’t you see
You can look around the world, still never find another me
With that said I'mma rip off heads
Whoever running shit, then I’ll break y’all legs
I’m just tryna make hits like baseball players
On the way to the top, just a few more stairs
Jake!

[Hook: B.o.B]

 

[fox69]

"Lean On Me"
(feat. Victoria Monet)

"Lean On Me"
(feat. Victoria Monet)



[Hook: Victoria Monet]
If you ever need somebody to lean on
Lean on me, lean on me
Cause I'mma make you feel so high that you could live for eons
Lean on me, lean on me

[Verse 1: B.o.B]
See it's me they leanin' on
Let me get my Morgan Freeman on
Brand new this, brand new that
Won't see no one with these sneakers on
Drunk as fuck by three in the mornin'
She came through 'bout four AM
Five o'clock I'm back in the club
And they goin' crazy cause they know that's him
Who's that's him? Yeah, that's me
Call that boy young Bobby Ray
The way she moves, she don't need to worry
I can tell everything her body say
But, DJ, bring that record back
DJ bring that record back
She leaned up, booty hella fat
I'm throwin' that cheese like pepper jack
Lean on me

[Hook: Victoria Monet]

[Verse 2: B.o.B]
Lemme get down to the business
Young nigga came from the trenches
Why the weed lit like that?
Cause you don't ever know when it's finished
So we in this thing 'till it's done
Go hard, fuck it, we young
We turned up in this motherfucker
You scared of life, you better run
I'm so high I can elevate
Get your glass in the air, let it levitate
Pour some out for the homies
Then save some for the better days
She give it to me like it's mine
I'mma chop her down with this pine
I spit codeine if you need a fix
You can lean off of these lines
Lean on me

[Hook: Victoria Monet]

[Bridge: B.o.B]
You need something to lean on, this your faded song
This your faded song, this your faded song
And if you need a light, you can never lean wrong
This your faded song, this your faded song

[Hook: Victoria Monet]

[Bridge: B.o.B]

 

[fox69]

"Letters From Vietnam"

"Letters From Vietnam"


[Verse 1]
Goodbye my love
The country is in need of me
And I heard there were signs for war
So I'm going overseas
So don't cry my love
The skies above will cry for you
And I'll be safe so hopefully
I'll come back home for you
Yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
So please
Tell me it's not true
After all the love I've given
You found someone new
And oh, of all the things I've seen
This has got to be, got to be the greatest tragedy
Oh you, you let it all slip away
But soon you'll find
Soon you'll find (yeah)
What you can't replace

[Female Talking]
I gave away my love
That I promised you I would keep
A thousand deaths I died that day
When two became one
A greater force pulled you away
So I got on my knees and begged
The silence replaced my tears
So goodbye, my love
August 1, 1965

Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah

[Chorus]
So please
Tell me it's not true
After all the love I've given
You found someone new
And oh, of all the things I've seen
This has got to be, got to be the greatest tragedy
Oh you, you let it all slip away
But soon you'll find
Soon you'll find, yeah
What you can't replace
Yeah

[Verse 2]
Goodbye my love
As I bid farewell to thee
All is fair in love and war
So I'm going overseas