B.O.B.

Artist: Outkast<br>Album:Stankonia<br>Song: B.O.B. (Bombs Over Baghdad)<br><br>[Dre]<br>1, 2.. 1, 2, 3; yeah!<br>In-slum-national, underground<br>Thunder pounds when I stomp the ground (Woo!) <br>Like a million elephants with silverback orangutans<br>You can`t stop a train<br>Who want some? Don`t come un-pre-pared<br>I`ll be there, but when I leave there<br>Better be a household name<br>Weather man tellin` us it ain`t gon` rain<br>So now we sittin` in a drop-top, soakin wet<br>In a silk suit, tryin` not to sweat<br>Hits somersaults without the net<br>But this`ll be the year that we won`t forget<br>One-Nine-Nine-Nine, Ano Domini, anything goes, be whatchu wanna be<br>Long as you know consequences are given for livin - the fence is<br>too high to jump in jail<br>Too low to dig, I might just touch hell - HOT!<br>Get a life, now they gon` sell<br>Then I might catch you a spell, look at what came in the mail<br>A scale and some Arm and Hammer, so grow grid and some baby mбma<br>Black Cadillac and a pack of pampers<br>Stack of question with no answers<br>Cure for cancer, cure for AIDS<br>Make a nigga wanna stay on tour for days<br>Get back home, things are wrong<br>Well not really, it was bad all along <br>before you left adds up to a ball of power<br>Thoughts at a thousands miles per hour<br>Hello, ghetto, let your brain breathe<br>Believe there`s always mo`, OWWWW!<br><br>Chorus: 2X<br>[Dre] Don`t pull the thang out, unless you plan to bang<br>{Choir} Bombs over Baghdad!<br>[Dre] Yeah! Ha ha yeah!<br>Don`t even bang unless you plan to hit something<br>{Choir} Bombs over Baghdad!<br>{Dre} Yeah! Uhh-huh<br><br>[Big Boi]<br>Uno, dos, tres, it`s on<br>Did you ever think a pimp rock a microphone?<br>Like that there boi and will still stay street<br>Big things happen every time we meet<br>Like a track team, crack fiend, dyin to geek<br>Outkast bumpin` up and down the street<br>Slam back, Cadillac, `bout five nigga deep<br>Seventy-five emcee`s freestylin` to the beat<br>Cause we get krunk, stay drunk, at the club<br>Should have bought an ounce, but you caught the dub<br>Should have held back, but you throwed the punch<br>`Spose to meet your girl but you packed a lunch<br>No D to-the U to-the G for you<br>Got a son on the way by the name of Bamboo<br>Got a little baby girl four year, Jordan<br>Never turn my back on my kids for them<br>Should have hit it (hit it) quit it (quit it) rag (rag) top (top)<br>Before you read up, get a laptop<br>Make a business for yourself, boy, set some goals<br>Make a fair diamond out of dusty coals<br>Record number four, but we on a roll<br>Hold up, slow up, stop, +Control+<br>like Janet, planets, Stankonia`s on ya<br>Movin like Floyd comin` straight to Florida<br>Lock all your windows then block the quarters<br>Pullin` off on bell `cause a whippins in order<br>Like a three piece fist, `fore I cut your daughter<br>Yo quiero Taco Bell, then I hit the border<br>Penny pap rappers tryin` to get the five<br>I`m a microphone fiend tryin` to stay alive<br>When you come to ATL boi you better not hide <br>cause the Dungeon Family gon` ride, hah!<br><br>Chorus: 2X<br>[Dre] Don`t pull the thang out, unless you plan to bang<br>{Choir} Bombs over Baghdad!<br>[Dre] Yeah! Ha ha yeah!<br>Don`t even bang unless you plan to hit something<br>{Choir} Bombs over Baghdad!<br>{Dre} Yeah! Uhh-huh<br><br>{Choir} <br>Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah<br>Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah<br>Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah<br>Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah<br><br>[Dre]<br>B-I-G, B-O-I<br>An-An-Andre<br>To the T-O-P<br><br>[Dre and Big Boi]: 15X<br>Bob your head. Rag top.<br><br>(1, 2.. 1, 2, 3, 4) (Gimme some)<br><br>{Choir}: 23X<br>Po-wer music, electric revival