Atlanta, GA. - B.o.B

Atlanta, GA. - B.o.B

Альбом
Who The F#*ck Is B.o.B?
Год
2009
Язык
`English`
Длительность
245550

Below is the lyrics of the song Atlanta, GA. , artist - B.o.B with translation

Lyrics " Atlanta, GA. "

Original text with translation

Atlanta, GA.

B.o.B

Ah-hah, ah-hah!

It’s B-o-B-o-B-o

«I been all around the city of Atlanta»

Ah-hah, ah-hah!

It’s B-o-B-o-B-o

«I been all around the city of Atlanta»

All around the city of Atlanta (man I be)

All around the city of Atlanta

All around the city of Atlanta (I be)

All around the city of Atlanta

Well you already know where I be

I’ll be off of Candler Road right off of 20 East

And I be Mr. Eastside cause I represent that D

And I be on that 107, Tugley Wood and Macafee

But when I’m on the grind, I’m headed down to Frequency

Or downtown in Atlanta at Havana’s yes indeed

See over here in the A you see, we get down at the A you see

Don’t gotta look hard for no peach, cause Georgia State got freaks

Believe you can catch me fly as hell Coupe Deville down by Riverdale

Fin' to do a show at Throwbacks by Onational

And don’t be ridin dirty 'less you got some cash for bail

So when I say you already, don’t even ask me player

But hold up, is what they say when I roll up

I’m on them ferris wheels like I’m ridin rollercoasters

I stretch your girl like yoga, I wont let up like yola

But y’all pushin my buttons like I’m 'bout to vent the soda

But hold up, is what they say when I roll up

I’m on them ferris wheels like I’m ridin rollercoasters

I stretch your girl like yoga, I wont let up like yola

But y’all pushin my buttons like I’m 'bout to vent the soda

But hold up, is what they say when I roll up

I’m on them ferris wheels like I’m ridin rollercoasters

I stretch your girl like yoga, I wont let up like yola

But y’all pushin my buttons like I’m 'bout to vent the soda

or lack of a controller, I told y’all niggaz damn it

Y’all aint messin wit me cause my stamina be jammin

So handle all that Anna unless y’all handlin the cannon

and I ain’t talkin 'bout no camera, I don’t know what you plannin

I got fat backs like Bam Bam, it’s 'bout as long as bandstands

I’m burnin so much trees I’m endangerin the planet

And I take the Eastside with me everywhere I’m standin

I represent Atlanta and this is what we got em sayin

Well let me introduce ya, this is the Magic City

so havin 20 grand is crucial, these girls’ll give you goosebumps

See down here in the South I walk this Georgia dirt with swag

Put my feet up in them fast, whip with B. Rich on the tag

I guess you would say that I got mood swing cash

I happen to get money while these haters gettin mad

I’m conceited so I laugh, fuck!

I got gallon bags

Y’all got teeny weeny sacks, so when I breakin up

they think I’m taking out the trash;

I’m hot like boilin water boy

Folk be hatin on the dirty cause we got the torch

My foot work super fly so I guess I’ma soccer star

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