B.o.B - Bend Over lyrics

[B.o.B - Bend Over lyrics]

Members of the Hip-Hop community
Are mourning the shocking
Death of well-known rapper found dead
This morning in a hotel room in Los Angeles
Uh - it was 2 o'clock this
Afternoon when authorities say they
Found her - they found her in her hotel room
Actor, comedian died early Saturday
Morning in Chicago
He was suffering from a lung
Condition called sarcoid - Sarcoidosis
Which many of us probably haven't
Heard until this Morning
The death of a child star - died today in
A Utah hospital two days
After suffering brian hemorrhage
Was found dead today in an
Apartment in New York City
His body was discovered yesterday a
Cleaning lady found him
Face down at the foot of his
Bed they - they do confirm
That Prescription sleeping pills were found
In his apartment and taken
From the apartment, though
(The coroner found bottles
Of prescription pills)
Inside her hotel room bathtub
Tragic death of actor-performer who was
Known for his Extraordinary
Range after what they believe
Was a heroin overdose
Are reporting that he died
Following a cardiac arrest
What is happening in Hollywood that
It got that tough to be on the street waving
A gun screaming "they
Are trying to kill Me" What's going on?
Someone is trying to kill me
I've called 3 times I am
Running down the highway
Okay? I've called 9-1-1 about 8 times
On this trip I've had

You so focused on who fucking who
You don’t realize who fucking you
You so suckered into who fucking who you
Don’t realize who fucking you motherfucker
Bend over, bend over
Grab your ankles, touch your knees, bend over
Bend over, bend over
Grab your ankles, touch your knees
Bend over motherfucker
You so focused on who fucking who
You don’t realize who fucking you
You so suckered into who fucking who you
Don’t realize who fucking you motherfucker
Bend over

What you talking bout
Who you fucking kidding
I do this for a fucking living
Private life, public life
I can’t tell the fucking difference
I’m from the city people love to visit
Every square foot, a hundred bitches
Hoes whoring, it ain’t nothing new
If I ain’t hit it, someone hit it
Bob, there’s more to life than money, riches
There’s more to life than fucking bitches
Screenshots, ass shots, and Ciroc shots
That’s why I don’t trust them bitches
She ain’t friendly with them other bitches
All they is to her is competition
She just want be complemented
She just want a hundred million followers
Back it up, bend it over on this obelisk
On your back, knees up, gynecologist
And you know who stays anonymous
Put it together then it’s obvious but

You so focused on who fucking who
You don’t realize who fucking you
You so suckered into who fucking who you
Don’t realize who fucking you motherfucker
Bend over, bend over
Grab your ankles, touch your knees, bend over
Motherfucker, bend over, bend over
Grab your ankles, touch your knees
Bend over motherfucker
You be buggin' over who fucking who
You don’t realize who fucking you
You be buggin' over who fucking who you
Don’t realize who fucking you motherfucker
Bend over

Bob, miss me with them conscious lyrics
You sound just like the one percenters
You must of did a bunch of acid
Either that or you just fucking with us
You want to be a star
Sell out concert tickets?
A mansion and a Hollywood subdivision?
You get the fame under one condition
You get copied at the cloning center
They kill ‘em with a common ending
Overdose from a drug addiction
Same story, same headline
A stroke, a heart attack, an aneurysm
Celebrities and politicians
Just to name a couple members
Rituals and pedophilia
Sacrifices, blood religion
The queen of England got arrest warrants
For the disappearance of a dozen children
Do your research on the topic
The same time every year kids come up missing

But, you so focused on who fucking who
You don’t realize who fucking you
You so suckered into who fucking who you
Don’t realize who fucking you motherfucker
Bend over, bend over
Grab your ankles, touch your knees, bend over
Motherfucker, bend over, bend over
Grab your ankles, touch your knees
Bend over motherfucker
You be bugging off of who fucking who
You don’t realize who fucking you
You be bugging off of who fucking who
You don’t realize who
Fucking you motherfucker
Bend, bend, bend, bend, bend
Get, get, get bent motherfucker

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