Bob - So So lyrics

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Bob - So So lyrics

Yes sir is Bobby Ray, aka A. B.O.B. (O) I can't be eco conscious, I'm always burning trees And is there fire, fire, call it that third degree, And call me supersonic I shake the earth beneath ya Hell yeah you heard of me it's quite a emergency The way I take the game and I beat it so un-unmercifully, yeah Ladies with curly features, wait at concerts to see you They can roll home with B.O., and maybe service me up But if you wanna work for me then girl you need your working visas And if you ain't working then you just should not converse with me That's not that serious, don't take it so personally Plus currently I prefer the girls who prefer the three C.P.O. C.P.O. I think I think I'm Neo I'm caught up in her Matrix and I think it's time to reload And if this is what I caught girl I would have to appeal I think that the defendant have some things that must reveal Heels ha, heels ha, tell me what's the deal, man Got me chasing you to see if I could cop a feel, huh I gotta keep it real, kosher, kosher, kosher Cause she don't want that bullsh**, no sir, no sir, no sir Her thighs go round like roller-coaster motors And like a minute bundle, I had to roll them over Had the kind of... into her motor roller This bout to get scary like the end of October And this is about the time when I hit you with the dope flow I got that fire man, and other sh** is so so And this is about the time when I hit you with the dope flow I'm at the fryin pan, your sh** is so cold And this is about the time when I hit you with the dope flow I got that fire man, and other sh** is so so And this is about the time when I hit you with the dope flow I'm at the frying pan, your sh** is so cold So cold like a hobo wearing no clothes and it's snow globe when the temperature is below froze I mean below freezing and there's no reason to be so cheesy, got my own team and my own league My own lane and my own speed, it's a long road so I don't sleep If I don't know you I don't speak, it's a small world and it's gonna shrink If you're full of sh**, then you're gonna stink I'm a realist I'm gonna think, with a pair of eyes so I'm gonna see I'll be whatever the f** I wanna be, I'll be everything except a wanna be I'll be everything you ever wanna be, if you're clever enough you can corner me But what's a corner to me, I'm geometry So tell me who gave you the authority? Who the f** are you? The authority? What am I supposed to be orderly? pardon my honor you're charging me? Saying something I oughta be but I got some much heart that my arteries will always be partying like a camaraderie Man I'm already famous historically so my story is already glorious Just like P Diddy victorious to the B.I.G. Notorius, I'm a champion, I'm a warrior, I bring war to ya, So if you got beef that's unfortunate, we'll hang ya'll out like portraits And this is about the time when I hit you with the dope flow I got that fire man, and other sh** is so so And this is about the time when I hit you with the dope flow I'm at the frying pan, your sh** is so cold And this is about the time when I hit you with the dope flow I got that fire man, and other sh** is so so And this is about the time when I hit you with the dope flow I'm at the frying pan, your sh** is so cold

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