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lirik lagu tobi - b.o.b. - bombs over baghdad (apple music sessions)

[intro]
ayy, don’t pull the thang out, unless you plan to bang
uh, hey, don’t even bang unless you plan to hit something

[verse 1]
ayy, inslumnational, underground
thunder pounds when i stomp the ground
like a million elephants or silverback orangutans
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
now we sittin’ in a drop~top soakin’ wet
in a silk suit tryin’ not to sweat
hit somersaults without the net
but this’ll be the year that we won’t forget
the 1~9~9~9 anno domini, anything goes
be what you wanna be long as you know
consequences are given for livin’
the fence is too high to jump in jail
too low to dig, i might just touch h~ll, hot
get a life, now they on sale
then i might cast you a spell
look at what came in the mail
a scale and some arm & hammer
soul~gold grill and a baby mama
black cadillac and a pack of pampers
stack of questions with no answers
cure for cancer, cure for aids
make a n~gga wanna stay on tour for days
get back home, things are wrong
well, not really, it was bad all along
‘fore you left adds up to a ball of power
thoughts at a thousand miles per hour
h~llo, ghetto, let your brain breathe
believe there’s always more, ah
[chorus]
don’t pull the thang out unless you plan to bang
bombs over baghdad (uh, uh, uh)
yeah, don’t even bang unless you plan to hit something
bombs over baghdad
ooh, don’t pull the thang out unless you plan to bang
bombs over baghdad (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
don’t even bang unless you plan to hit something
bombs over baghdad (oh, ayy)

[verse 2]
uno, dos, tres, it’s on
did you ever think a pimp rock a microphone?
like that there, boy, and will still stay street
big things happen every time we meet
like a track team, crack fiend dyin’ to geek
outkast bumpin’ up and down the street
slant~back cadillac, ’bout five n~ggas deep
seventy~five mc’s freestylin’ to the beat
’cause we get crunk, stay drunk at the club
shoulda bought an ounce, but you copped a dub
shoulda held back, but you throwed a punch
‘posed to meet your girl, but you packed a lunch
no d to the u to the g for you
got a son on the way by the name of bamboo
got a little baby girl, four~year, jordan
never turned my back on my kids for them
should’ve hit it, quit it, rag~top
‘fore you re~up, get a laptop
make a business for yourself, boy, set some goals
make a fat diamond out of dusty coals
record 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 your windows, then block the corridors
pullin’ off my belt ’cause a whipping’s in order
like a three~piece fish ‘fore i cut your daughter
yo quiero taco bell, then i hit the border
pitty~pat rappers tryna get to five
i’m a microphone fiend tryna stay alive
when you come to atl, boy, you better not hide
’cause the dungeon family gon’ ride, ha
[chorus]
don’t pull the thang out unless you plan to bang
bombs over baghdad (uh, uh, uh)
yeah, don’t even bang unless you plan to hit something
bombs over baghdad
ooh, don’t pull the thang out unless you plan to bang
bombs over baghdad (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
don’t even bang unless you plan to hit something
bombs over baghdad (oh)

[outro]
power music, electric revival
power music, electric revival
power music, electric revival
power music, electric revival

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