B.o.B – The Elephant lyrics

[Intro] Bob, Bob, Bob, Bob, Bob, Bob, Bob, Bob, Bob Say my name bitch Bob, Bob, Bob, Bob, Bob, Bob, Bob, Bob, Bob Say my name bitch Bob, Bob, Bob, Bob, Bob, Bob, Bob, Bob, Bob Say my name bitch Bob, Bob, Bob, Bob, Bob, Bob, Bob, Bob, Bob Say my name bitch Bob, Bob, Bob, Bob, Bob, Bob, Bob, Bob, Bob Say my name bitch Bob, Bob, Bob, Bob, Bob, Bob, Bob, Bob, Bob Say my name bitch [Verse 1: B.oB.] I'm a monster, call me sasquatch I put the Mac down, she give me laptop I said I lay the pipe, leave her with a quote Niggas ain't got water, they Wells Fargo You let her play with ya but I ain't bout the drama I hit the baseball bat, my blunt force trauma Blowing in the wi-blowing in the wind chilling They can't handle this shit, Bob Dylan I'm top notch nigga, you the bottom tier If I tear the tear drops you'll be the bottom trsr Yeah, I hate to be blunt Elephant in the room No room, trunk in the front [Chorus Sample: LL Cool J] The momentum of this party can only increase The design of this rhyme is a masterpiece M-M-M-Masterpiece The design of this rhyme is a masterpiece The momentum of this party can only increase The design of this rhyme is a masterpiece M-M-M-Masterpiece The design of this rhyme is a masterpiece [Verse 2: B.o.B.] B. Boy claiming that they got water, asalamalakum Silence the potato, drop cheese and then I bake 'em And then I, and then I dodge the bacon Drop a half of onion on the heat, sautee 'em To money I'm no stranger Turn the top upside down, it gets stranger The deposits I make, that's Cassius You wanna box? UPS package Niggas careers in jeopardy Bob's the answer, don't question me Look I hate to be blunt Elephant in the room No room, trunk in the front [Chorus Sample: LL Cool J] The momentum of this party can only increase The design of this rhyme is a masterpiece M-M-M-Masterpiece The design of this rhyme is a masterpiece The momentum of this party can only increase The design of this rhyme is a masterpiece M-M-M-Masterpiece The design of this rhyme is a masterpiece [Verse 3: B.o.B.] On my release, that's date rape Your album's duct tape, Scrooge McDuck face Yeah I'm running shit, got the shows flow Yeah it's halftime but you a whole hoe Talking four quarters, your girl wanted my balls So I quarter, buzzer beater and all She drank my pickle, said she picky So I took the bitch to Piccadilly Eating pussy in Connecticut, I got poor etiquette When I leave a town, bitches walk bowl legged So hate all you want Elephant in the room No room, trunk in the front [Chorus Sample: LL Cool J] The momentum of this party can only increase The design of this rhyme is a masterpiece M-M-M-Masterpiece The design of this rhyme is a masterpiece The momentum of this party can only increase The design of this rhyme is a masterpiece M-M-M-Masterpiece The design of this rhyme is a masterpiece [Outro: B.o.B.] In the front-in the front, in the front-in the front In the front-in the front, in the front-in the front In the front-in the front, in the front-in the front Elephant in the room No room, trunk in the front In the front-in the front, in the front-in the front In the front-in the front, in the front-in the front In the front-in the front, in the front-in the front Elephant in the room No room, trunk in the front Explain Request ×

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