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B.o.B

Bobby Ray Simmons, Jr. (born November 15, 1988), better known by his stage name B.o.B, is an American hip hop recording artist, singer-songwriter and record producer from Decatur, Georgia. He is currently signed under the labels of Grand Hustle Records, Rebel Rock Entertainment, and Atlantic Records. After his debut single "Nothin' on You" reached number one in both the United States and the United Kingdom, B.o.B rose to fame. He released his second single, "Airplanes", which also peaked at number one in the United Kingdom and at number two in the US. His third single, "Magic", became B.o.B's third consecutive top ten hit on the Billboard Hot 100. B.o.B was named the ninth Hottest MC in the Game of 2010 by MTV. On April 27, 2010 his debut album, B.o.B Present… more »

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(You don't use uh, you don't use narcotics)
(Do you Bob?)

All that smokin' can't be safe
All real niggas can relate
Too much commas in the safe
Too much drama in the way
Ain't no mixers in my drink
High in all them fifty states
Lately, I've been feelin' godly
I know gods don't make mistakes
All that chokin' can't be safe
Suck me off of somethin' gray
Take my mind off all the pressure
I just dropped about an eighth
How much longer can it take?
Turn a pound into some shake
And my mama ask me questions
All that smokin' can't be safe
I been havin' visions

Yeah, the shit I be seein' be actually funny
(Funny, funny)
Niggas always be deep when they ain't got your money
Vampires be siphonin' energy from ya
If you a winner they want you to fall
To steal your whole summer

Somebody gotta stay, yeah
And somebody gotta take the truth (oh-ooh)

Yeah, I hate to be blunt but I'm blunted
Your mind can get read like it's blushin'
It's ironic, my trunk in the front
Guess that's why I'm always confronted with luggage
Bands

All that smokin' can't be safe
All real niggas can relate
Too much commas in the safe
Too much drama in the way
Ain't no mixers in my drink
High in all them fifty states
Lately, I've been feelin' godly
I know gods don't make mistakes
All that chokin' can't be safe
Suck me off of somethin' gray
Take my mind off all the pressure
I just dropped about an eighth
How much longer can it take?
Turn a pound into some shake
And my mama ask me questions
All that smokin' can't be safe
I been havin' visions

Yeah, I see through that cap like a snapback
Stay close to my nine like a hashtag
Girl, where your ass at?
Pussy so fire it came with a cash app
Ki-ki-ki-kickin' this shit right now
Drugs, kickin' in, shit, right now
She sippin' this fifth right now
Might take an edible
Smokin' vegetables in high decibel
They get fed up and turn the federals
Enemies actin' friendly
Enemies actin' friendly
They pretendin' to be a different identity
Niggas be plottin' by any means
I swear niggas the epitome, bands

All that smokin' can't be safe
All real niggas can relate
Too much commas in the safe
Too much drama in the way
Ain't no mixers in my drink
High in all them fifty states
Lately, I've been feelin' godly
I know gods don't make mistakes
Though sometimes I contemplate
I've been movin' off of faith
Take my mind off all the pressure
I just dropped about an eighth
How much longer can it take?
Turn a pound into some shake
And my mama ask me questions
All that smokin' can't be safe

All that smokin' can't be safe
Safe, safe, safe, safe, safe
Safe, safe, safe, safe, safe
Most these niggas fake
Fake, fake, fake, fake, fake
Fake, fake, fake

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