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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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2013

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For my southern, for my southern homie
One more gain

So we take another shot
To take the edge off life
And then we roll another one
Make it feel no more

Prepared for the worst, it's back in the best
I said I'm like juice, ahead of the rest
I need a s, s on my chest
These niggas lame, made me the l on my neck
Looser, you are such a loser
Pull up in that rooster, you in that pt cruiser
Watch over that lucid, your girl such a chooser
She be with the crew before you even introduce her
Yea, I'm on that next level
You, you have no clue sir
This is what I do, I'm faded and I'm too turnt
Living life like a highlight
Your life like a blooper
Every verse edge and take mine too, cause truth hurt

So we take another shot
To take the edge off life
And then we roll another one
Make it feel alright
Lost in the moment, lost in the party one more time
So we roll another one
Make it feel alright

Yea, who that who that'
Me, I do that do that
Let them doors up, call that where's you roulette
Don't touch nothing in my whip
Who's that' you can't move that
Any city I'm right there wherever I put my booty
My roof back, my coupe black, my soup lack
My lute back, I re-up that loo pack
My new hat, I threw that
My gun serves me 2 pack
I crowd surf and don't snatch my shoe back
True immaculates (alright), too extravagant (alright)
Shittin on your whole life, sue me after this
I said true immaculates (alright), too extravagant (alright)
I never miss a country cause I'm usually mackin

So we take another shot
To take the edge off life
And then we roll another one
Make it feel alright
Lost in the moment, lost in the party one more time
So we roll another one
Make it feel alright

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