Can we pretend that airplanes In the night sky are like shooting stars? I could really use a wish right now Wish right now, wish right now Can we pretend
'Cause they got nothing on you, baby Nothing on you, baby Yeah, and that's just how we do it And I'ma let this ride B.o.B and Bruno Mars
[Chester Bennington] Together we made it We made it even though we had our backs up against the wall [Busta Rhymes:] See you survived the worst but
Not not not nothing on you babe Not not nothing on you Yeah and that's just how we do it And I'ma let this ride B O B and Bruno Mars
might say hey But you shouldn't worry, about what they say Because they got nothing on you, baby Nothing on you, baby [Verse 1- B.o.B] I know you feel
to whatever you like But let's get one thing straight You know my name, so I run this town When I'm on this mic, yeah So here I go B.o.B, Bobby Ray,
Like Evel Knievel It's a spectacular show 'Cause my heart pumps diesel So whatever you saying It don't entertain my ego I do this everyday Hocus pocus is my styl-o
Drug boy said it's show time Streets don't give a damn They filled with such pollution The kids don't stand a chance We're trapped inside the matrix
Goodbye, my love The country is in need of me And I heard there were signs for war So I'm goin' overseas So don't cry, my love The skies above will cry
niggas like Ray, sit down, bro Bet I know, everything about this game Bet I know my role Plus they know when I come to the court This is my sport, B dot o, B
Maybe season MVP or maybe even just prom King or Queen But everybody can't be a G O to the D and everybody can't be O to the B But I don't know maybe
Baghdad, yeah) Ai, ai, ai, ai Ai, ai, ai, ai, ai Ow, ow, ow B I G Ow, ow, ow B O I Drop, drop, drop, drop it Take never brother Bob your head, rag
ss-man I?ve quit or I?ve di ed or something I?m do ing all those things I?ve always said I wanted to d o (chorus) I don't want no J.O.B. Bringin
me I'll be buried alive, the mic will dig me back up To tall for lust, I bend these bitches when I fuck Chorus (2x) Muthafuckin' m.o.b you ain't seen
Dont ya know Its Cali-O, Its Cali-O, Yeah This hit aint no joke, This here aint no joke Dont ya know, Sweet Cali-O Love it when I hit it, Cali-O Love
didn't have maybes that's why they call it hood Now lets pretend like I ain't got a name Before they ever called me B.O.B or a.k.a Bobby Ray I'm talking
shooting stars I could really use a wish right now (Wish right now, wish right now) (Dreaming, of falling, dreaming, of falling) [Verse 1 - B.o.B]
