Bomb

Album: F.A.M.E. (2011)
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  • Hahahahaha, yeah
    It's your nigga young Khalifa, man
    Chris Breezy
    All my ladies put your hands up
    Yeah, Taylor Gang
    All my ladies put your hands up
    You know we had to, uh, pass them some papers on this one, let's go

    If you got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb (hahahahaha)
    Know you got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb
    Ladies put your hands up if you that bomb-bomb (you know, you gon' have to bring that bomb)
    Girl, you got that bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb-bomb

    Oh me, oh my, body like a monster
    Let me get inside, ya booty, I'ma conquer
    Ain't no question 'bout my size, I'll give you the answer
    Girl, you got that good good, I already know
    Tell it by your size, I know you a dancer
    Rein-derriere, I'ma call you Prancer
    Booty paparazzi, pose for the camera
    All my ladies, if you got it, let me know

    You know shawty thick in her hips, cold than a mother
    Lickin' her lips, a bad mothersucker
    Apple lookin' so ripe, she make me want a piece (piece)
    I give it to her all night, so she don't wanna leave

    If you got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb (oh-whoa)
    Know you got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb (oh-whoa)
    Ladies put your hands up if you got that bomb-bomb (oh-whoa, hahahahaha)
    Girl, you got that bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb-bomb (yeah, yeah)

    Uh, somethin' like a pimp (pimp)
    Nothin' like them other fellas
    Heard that you the shit (s-shit)
    Girl, we should blow up together
    Ooh, I know you got that bomb shit, call it 9/11
    I'm just tryna beat it up, h-h-he could do it a cappella (a cappella)
    We should go back to my crib, that's what I'ma tell her
    Bring one or two of them 'cause your friends lookin' kinda jealous
    R-r-rollin' papers like propellers, blowin' mozzarella
    Lotta niggas in the club, who cares? I'm the realest
    Tell the waitress, uh, we gon' need more cases
    And when you think the money's gone, I'm spendin' more faces
    She with homeboy (homeboy), but she want this
    Six cars, eight chains, three cribs, one Wiz

    You know shawty thick in her hips, cold than a mother (hahahahaha)
    Lickin' her lips, a bad mothersucker (yeah, uh)
    Apple lookin' so ripe, she make me want a piece (what up, breezy?)
    I give it to her all night, so she don't wanna leave (it's your young nigga, wiz)

    If you got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb (oh-whoa)
    Know you got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb (oh-whoa)
    Ladies put your hands up if you got that bomb-bomb (oh-whoa, yeah)
    Girl, you got that bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb-bomb (yeah, yeah)

    Hold up Kimosabe, my crib look like a lobby
    I'm in that black Bugatti and I'm off that Carlo Rose
    I'm-I'm-I'm with that Taylor posse, these ladies wanna party
    And there's so much ice up on my neck, it look like I play hockey
    So hold up, nigga, stop me, all these haters watch me
    I give her the pill and the D, you can call me cocky
    Any stage or any beat, you know I'ma body
    And Wiz, roll that good shit up and he ridin' shotty (baow)

    You know shawty thick in her hips, cold than a mother (okay)
    Lickin' her lips, a bad mothersucker (hahahaha)
    Apple lookin' so ripe, she make me want a piece (hahaha, you know)
    I give it to her all night, so she don't wanna leave (yeah, leggo!)

    If you got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb (oh-whoa)
    Know you got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb (oh-whoa)
    Ladies put your hands up if you got that bomb-bomb (oh-whoa)
    Girl, you got that bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb-bomb (yeah, yeah)

    Yup, so when your bitch smell like that good weed, man, blame it on me
    Don't even blame Breezy, man, blame that shit on me, man
    Hahahahaha, uh, yup Writer/s: Amber Streeter, Cameron Jibril Thomaz, Christopher Maurice Brown, Jean Paul Louis Baptiste, Kevin McCall, Michael Ojike McHenry, Nick Marsh, Ryan Buendia, Steph Jones, Winston Delano Riley
    Publisher: BMG Rights Management, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Downtown Music Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, THE ROYALTY NETWORK INC., Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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