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B.O.B lyrics : "High Life"

Yeah, It's B.o.B.o.B.o.B
So high, what's beneath me, I can't even call it high
Like taking holders when the season started

It ain't much to say when actions speak for themselves
So just the fact that I'm in this mother$#&@er means I'm balling
So next time you take shots keep an extra cartridge

!@^%s handcuffing hoes like the police department
You think you flying but you really falling
You just ain't hit the concrete yet !@$@, you're stalling

They say pop means being popular to the population
So excuse me for being the topic of your conversation
I just keep banging verses and rocking your mama's braces

What you blazing a week, that's what I start my day with
My checks worth more than your neck worth
I got a network about the size of the next earth

I'm laid up, so much head that my neck hurt
I'm living a dream, I never once with the bed first you dig
So what should I do with so much hate?

$#&@ it, I turn crabs into bucket to a buffet
And beef to a ? that's a ? entrée
And girl I turn that avocado into a ?

So Spanish girls only, we can skip the foreplay
Roll up some good ? and stay high for 4 days
We can do it 4 ways, left right, up down

My cup running over but I won't put my cup down
You haters cheer leading while I'm out here running touch downs
But I won't be ran down, I run %#@!, you run down

? blowing whistles like please get the sun down
Me I'm globetrotting from sun up to sun down
But still I'm straight?

No time to play cause I know they don't ?
But still I'm blaze, so many ? don't need no shades
Living that ? life, I think my passport need no space

Haha, it's B.o.B (*##$ ?
All you hater, I don't even wanna hear no
I don't even know why I got smoked for ?

But still man, you know how I do it
Grand hustle in the building, yo
? it's a problem, yo, feel it ?

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