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    Outkast / Lyrics

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    "B.O.B." Lyrics

    Outkast

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    Genre:Alternative, Funk, Hip-Hop, Soul
    Duration:00:05:07
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    1...2...
    123 YEAH

    Inslumnational
    Underground thunder pounds
    When I stomp the ground
    [WHOOO!]
    Like a million elephants
    or silver-back orangatangs
    You can't stop the train

    Who want some?
    Don't come unprepared
    I'll be there
    But when I leave there

    Better be a household name
    Weatherman tellin' us it ain't gon rain
    So now we sittin' in a drop-top
    Soakin' wet
    In a silk suit tryin' not to sweat
    Hit somersaults without the net
    But will this be the year that we won't forget

    1-9-9-9
    Anno Domini
    Anything goes
    Be what you wanna be
    Long as you know
    Consequences are given for leapin'
    The fence is

    Too high to jump in jail
    Too low to dig you might just touch hell
    HOT

    Get a life now they on sale
    Then I might catch you a spell
    Look at what came in the mail

    A scale and some Arm and Hammer
    Soul gold grill and a baby mamma
    Black Cadillac and a pack of Pampers
    Stack of questions with no answers

    Cure for cancer
    Cure for aids
    Make a nigga wanna stay on tour for days
    Get back home
    Things are wrong
    Well not really it was bad all along

    Before you left adds up to a ball of power
    Thousands and thousand miles per hour
    Hello ghetto let your brain breathe
    Believe there's always more
    AAAAHHHHH!

    Don't pull that thang out
    Unless you plan to bang
    BOMBS OVER BAGHDAD...YEAH
    Don't even bang
    Unless you plan to hit something
    BOMBS OVER BAGHDAD...YEAH

    Don't pull that thang out
    Unless you plan to bang
    BOMBS OVER BAGHDAD...YEAH
    Don't even bang
    Unless you plan to hit something
    BOMBS OVER BAGHDAD...YEAH

    Uno, dos, tres, it's on
    Did you ever think a pimp
    Rock a microphone
    Like that there boi
    And we still stay street
    Big things happen every time we meet

    Like a track team, crack fiend
    Tryin to geek
    Outkast bumpin up and down the street
    Slant back Cadillac about five niggas deep
    Seventy-five MCs
    Free-stylin' to the beat

    Cause we get crunk, stay drunk at the club
    Should've bought an ounce
    But you copped a dub
    Should've held back
    But you brought the punch
    Supposed to meet your girl
    But you packed the lunch

    No D to the U to the G for you
    Got a son on the way by the name of Bamboo
    Gotta little baby girl four years Jordan
    Never turned my back on my kids for them

    Should've hit it, quit it, rag top
    Before you RE up, get a laptop
    Make business for yourself boy
    Set some goals
    Make a fair diamond
    Out of dusy coals
    Records number four, but we on a roll

    Hold up, slow up, stop, control
    Like Janet, Planet Stankonia's on ya
    Moving like Floyd comin straight to Florida
    Lock all the windows
    Then block the corridors
    Pullin off my belt cuz a whippings in order
    Like a three piece suit
    Before I cut your daughter
    Yo quiero Taco Bell then I hit the border

    Pity pat rappers
    Trying to get the five
    I'm a microphone fiend
    Tryin' to stay alive
    When you come to ATL
    Boy you better not hide
    Cause the dungeon family
    Gon ride, HIGH!

    Don't pull that thang out
    Unless you plan to bang
    BOMBS OVER BAGHDAD...YEAH
    Don't even bang
    Unless you plan to hit something
    BOMBS OVER BAGHDAD...YEAH

    Don't pull that thang out
    Unless you plan to bang
    BOMBS OVER BAGHDAD...YEAH
    Don't even bang
    Unless you plan to hit something
    BOMBS OVER BAGHDAD...YEAH

    BOMBS OVER BAGHDAD...YEAH
    (Repeat)

    Break down
    Rock your head, rag top
    (Repeat)

    Power music
    Electric revival
    (Repeat)
    This song was last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc..
    Written by David Sheats, Andre Benjamin, Antwan Patton.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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