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B.o.B. the guitar
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Well it's B.o.B., flyer a stewardess
Fresh to death like I'm dressed for a
My outfit's retarded, my flow is the stupidest,
I'll probably need to after tutor it
on beats, got hops like breweries
Sideline haters need to chill the cooler is
Dr. J flow, you can me Julius
Y'all take shots, I direct: movie
Hustle champion, all I do is ball 'em up
Niggas starting conversations so they can talk us up
If you running shit you can't even walk with us
Still I'm chill, blunt wider a coffee cup
You know it's B.o, I do this for the
c-notes, pockets on Cee-lo
Umm, I'm 'em Mama - I'm talking hockey mask
I do it to death, swag on bag
This is out of here, it's gone
Farewell, so long, so (sayonara)
I'm sayonara, the way I'm
So far away there ain't no on my phone
'Cause I'm a star, so when I hit the bar like Cheers
knows who you are
Who would've thought I would've it this far? Play the guitar

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Man, I keep having this re-occurring where I'm
Standing on top of Church's Chicken guitar
Looked over and I see B.o.B. with strange cigar
He's on top of Dunkin Donuts, it's like he own it
We at the corner of "Give It To 'Em" and "They Don't It"
We out here somewhere and me in Europe, they out yawning
My niggas threw out way too much jewelry, my chain
But they don't know about pearls, but I will show them
"Why the world on black girls?" Hey I don't know, man
Silverback Stacks, out the jungle
Blowing stripe bubbles with "Go To Hell" bubblegum
When I was younger space shuttle got in front of everyone
And grandmum tells me to stay humble but do not
One of these mumbles will make 'em throw up they and hands
Now stumble and they will I put on my pants
One leg at a time, like they do, pay us no
But everybody look at why we do it, it take us more
me if I'm no exhibitionist
According to the
3000 got a big old dic-tionary full of
He must how to use 'em
It also says I play the violin and ain't true but
You give me six strings and a
And I will make a guitar talk, why, I ain't say shit
And I any child to pick up some instrument
'Cause if mad at your dad or mum, you can grab it and strum
Eat your cabbage and corn, by the time done
You finally realize that they meant you no harm
They was trying to save your crazy ass from to come
muthafucka "Mr. Tell-Me-Somethin'"

My partners say I should practice more, I
They be I sound like I'm out of tune
I ask them: "Do you cry in tune Do you laugh in tune?"

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