[Hook: B.o.B]
I'm in my zone I'm feeling it
Stop blowing my buzz quit k**ing it
So buy another round
They tried to shut us down
About an hour ago
But we still in this b**h
Turn this sh** up loud
And buy another round
They tried to shut us down
About an hour ago
But we still in this b**h
[Verse 1: B.o.B]
I pull up, pull up, pull up in that automatic cookup
B Rich pull up in that rooster 'til we wake the f**ing hood up
Got all these pounds of ganja, I work out, I'm doing kushups
Bobby Bands is in the building, pop that p**y throw a foot up
In the air, one time for a n***a like me with a squad like this
With a team so strong with a flow so cold, ain't nothing but some bad b**hes in my clique
What's up Eastside
We in this b**h
They think they seeing me
But they ain't seen sh**
Girls on the pole yeah they make me rich
Girls at my shows wanna take my pic
Yeah we can do this here all night, can't tell me nothing, can't tell me sh**
All in my zone, all on my own
Open that pack, rollin' that strong
And we still up in this b**h, won't turn down, won't go home
[Hook: B.o.B]
[Verse 2: T.I.]
I got big wheels on my ride, spent about six mills on my ride
You catch me swervin' all on your side of town bumpin' b**h don't k** my vibe
Don't blow my high, just blow my jock, I'm so paid, I'm so fly
Your baby daddy disrespect me, black his eye, that's no lie
I'm on my square, blowing circles in the air, of that purple
I'm a boss and you a worker, listen here boy don't make me hurt you
You want trouble I got plenty, how you want it full or semi
I'm so rich so all that f**boy sh** you kickin' don't offend me
Don't get k**ed of in this b**h, I spent mills all on this sh**
Boy it's been eleven years of this sh**, look at me now still in this b**h
I stand tall no can fall, you p**y a** n***as can't touch a ki
See me don't speak ain't' nothing G, I'm in my zone n***a don't f** with me
[Hook: B.o.B]
[Verse 3: Juicy J]
Juicy J stay in the club, me and all my n***as
All these bad b**hes, all this free liquor
Surrounded by so many women one of these hoes might be your wife
She lookin' for a n***a that's ballin' so tonight might be her night
You know me I stay stuntin', lowkey I threw tuition at Onyx
Flip money fast like Sonic, rich n***a I speak ebonics
Got a new car I paid cash, got a new crib with a weed lab
Crisp bills I need that, f** your team where the freaks at
Hundred deep in V.I.P., n***as always hatin'
I came in with a bunch of goons and I'm leavin' with out with his lady
I got your boo in my Bugatti, she bout to swallow my babies
My system loud my weed loud, no hair clippers I'm faded
[Hook: B.o.B]