B.o.B - Uno Is My Numeral lyrics

BoB, uno is my numeral
They said that Hip-Hop was dead
I must have missed the funeral
But see what happened was
They started assuming stuff
'Cause, I ain't think the bible's
Gon' get here soon enough
I like thick hoes that like
To get their botty rubbed
So when I am in a room with
Her that's what I do to her
I send her ass to Jupiter, stretch her uterus
And when I'm through with her
Man I put my boot in her (oh)
Ha, see y'all can miss me
With that silly shit
I'm finna ride for my hood, I ain't Benedick
I go extra extra hard, I ain't finna quit
I'm in this thang for the bread
I ain't into 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 buds of kush and your twins