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[Verse 1: B.o.B] B.o.B Uno is my Numeral They said hip hop was stacked I must have missed the funeral Well see what happen was They started assuming stuff Cause I don't think the bible is goin to get here soon enough I like thick hoes that like to get the beutty rough So when I am in the room with her That's what I do to her I send her ass to Jupiter Stretch uterus And when I'm through with her Man I put my boot in her (ooohhh!) [Verse 2: B.o.B] Ha, see ya'll can miss me with that silly shit I fittin to ride for my hood I ain't Benedick I go extra extra hard I ain't fittin to quit I'm in this thing for the bread I ain't in for friends And yeah I spit it off the brain I ain't in the pants And no I can't pretend My nigga I'm genuine Okay so let me tell you what I'm interested in Big fat ass blunts of kush and twins Aus Songtexte Mania