B.o.B – I Still Love You lyrics

[Intro]
Because I know
Somewhere, deep down in my heart
I still love you

[Chorus]
Even though you counted me out
I still got love and I'm shoutin' you out
No hard feelings though
I still love you
Let's get the liquor though
'Cause we about to take shots
For you cyber niggas and all you cyber thots
We gon' take shots
No hard feelings though
I still love you
Let's get the liquor though
'Cause we about to take shots

[Verse 1]
I ain't talking name tags when I rip your whole label
360 deals, sting you, turn a nigga to a [?]
This shit I picture, niggas can't channel like scramble pable
On demand like the man in advance in advance
So high, I never land
Feelin' like Peter Pan
I clap at you, give you a hand
I hear Hip Hop's on life support
Real rappers on vacay, I'm the last resort
I'm talking, my ever tab will be a paragraph
The money come first, that's why none of you niggas last
Tommy gun with the hundred round drum
Blow the whole plate of these imbeciles
Nigga I put the fun in funeral
Sleeping on me is bad for your back
[?] the disc when they master the track
Niggas, niggas said they had bars, I snicker
[?] circuit how I'm shitting on niggas, let's take shots

[Chorus]
Even though you counted me out
I still got love and I'm shoutin' you out
No hard feelings though
I still love you
Let's get the liquor though
'Cause we about to take shots
For you cyber niggas and all you cyber thots
We gon' take shots
No hard feelings though
I still love you
Let's get the liquor though
'Cause we about to take shots

[Verse 2]
For all you bitches throwin' subliminals
The impact is miniamal
Please stay off of my genitals
I'm a general
They don't fuck with you bitches in general
In case you forgot, I administer shots like a sinister doc
Not pop, but a kernel that pop corns when needed
You my bastard child, the pop secret, huh
What you poutin' about?
If I pay your momma's rent, watch your mouth in my house
These niggas overrated like procreation
Clapping all night, standing ovation
Yeah, well now I'm [?] in the emergency
Niggas think they Fresh Prince, don't make me pop a Willie
Yeah, ring with envy, that's Martian
Yeah, it's April, these fools marching
Yeah, biggest song had my name in it
I don't know if it was you or if my name did it
Take shots

[Chorus]
Even though you counted me out
I still got love and I'm shoutin' you out
No hard feelings though
I still love you
Let's get the liquor though
'Cause we about to take shots
For you cyber niggas and all you cyber thots
We gon' take shots
No hard feelings though
I still love you
Let's get the liquor though
'Cause we about to take shots