OB - Bobby Brackins, Marc E. Bassy

Baddest OB’s I’ma need that

One that sips hen and asks where the tree’s at

Talk to your girlfriends give’em all feed back

Suckers fall in love I can stay detached

Baby I’m on, love my last song

Heard you fucked Nic and Marc to that song

I’ma killa «Hey Ma"Cam'ron

Real nigga fuck you with my pants on

And its a lot of things that we can do

We can mix my buddies and your crew

Mess with your girl on the side

So I can not be surprised

When you’re an OB

For me and my homies

Somethings will never change

You know I can’t complain about OB’s

Fuck me and my homies

Somethings will never change

You’ll always be our baby

OB yeah just an OB yeah

You’re just and OB OB yeah

Yeah just an OB OB

You’re just and OB

You’ll always be our baby

I’ve been thinking about you lately

And thinking about your homegirl lately

And I’m about to pop off no safety

I’m thinking about the dome that you gave me

And I heard its a little birdie around town

So i’ll take you home, get the dome, you go down

You like us, I know now

Make us bust like 4 pounds

And its a lot of things that we can do

We can mix my buddies and your crew

Mess with your girl on the side

So I can not be surprised

When you’re an OB

For me and my homies

Somethings will never change

You know I can’t complain about OB’s

Fuck me and my homies

Somethings will never change

You’ll always be our baby

OB yeah just an OB yeah

You’re just and OB OB yeah

Yeah just an OB OB

You’re just and OB

You’ll always be our baby