B.o.B, Willie Joe - B.O.B. & J.O.E. lyrics

It’s so beautiful southern smoke
B Rich Entertainment willie Joe and BoB
We’re the future, bitch
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I control living and I came blaze
In the studio, man we make hit's for days
She’s seen the show now she wanna get laid
(Throw some dick on that hoe)
(Throw some dick on that hoe)

Niggas hate us, but it’s okay
What’s my name girl, call me B-O-Bae
See me with Joe now she wanna get laid

(Throw some dick on that hoe)
(Throw some dick on that hoe)

Catch me on cloud 9 like BoB
Baby took all line when she spotted me
Such a freak, she say she want some money
Nah that ain’t my cup of tea

Well I’mma get that hoe, I get her, get her
Got her good
She knew my name and now she know
I got a lot of wood
I threw it at her and she rode
It like she gotta do it
And she ain’t gettin’ nothin’ from me
But a lot of fluid

I had this bad bitch, yeah
Man she from Decatur
Tryna win a nigga love like I was flavor
Flavor
Told her ass to come down and do me a favor

(Throw some lips on that dick)
(Throw some lips on that dick)

I knew this sick bitch, she said she was from
She said she wanna know me
I said why ain’t you just say so
Then her man got mad cause I
Told him it wasn’t mayo

(Don’t get mad, I’m a pimp)
(Fuck it bitch, I’m a pimp)

Yeah, it’s Willie Joe, the man
Point blank period
We made the future, come on doug
You’re fucking serious?
Choose sides, not a hoe is fucking curious
Man, stepped up
Left them bloody like a period

My name is Bobby but, you can call me BoB
Shout out to swaggers, they till I DIE
You can’t fuck with us
What makes you think you can fuck with me
Cause, I’m a hustler
I get it every day of week

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday
Friday, Saturday, sunday

‘Bout dope, ‘bout paper, ‘bout pay
If you ain’t tryna fuck bitch, get out my way

I control living and I came blaze
In the studio, man we make hit's for days
She’s seen the show now she wanna get laid

(Throw some dick on that hoe)
(Throw some dick on that hoe)

Niggas hate us, but it’s okay
What’s my name girl, call me B-O-Bae
See me with you now she wanna get laid

(Throw some dick on that hoe)
(Throw some dick on that hoe)

Aight, aight, aight, aight
Niggas took their eyes off the ball and shit
On some real shit i ain’t one to pop
But goddammit I’m comin’ out
Strong in this bitch
I ain’t comin’ out to lose, nigga
I’m comin’ out to win
I’m taking your motherfuckin’ spot
I’m takin’ your girlfriend
But, I ain’t takin’ her out to dinner nigga
I’m just makin’ her take this dick
Ho-ho, y’all niggas ain’t ready though
It’s motherfuckin’ BoB boB, you know me
Been this old bullshit been this old bitch
Bring one blunt bring one beer
Bring one broad i like big old booties
Boyfriend over batteries
I be your boyfriend on batteries
You can be my bend over all that good shit
Let’s keep it moving, man fuck this shit