B.O.B.

OutKast

Score: 88
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Played: 534

Album:

Stankonia

Released: 12 Nov 2008

Wiki:

"B.O.B." (or "Bombs Over Baghdad") is a single from OutKast's 2000 album "Stankonia". The song features the Morris Brown College Gospel Choir. The inspiration for the song came when André 3000 was in a London hotel room and overheard a news report about "bombs over Baghdad". While a failure upon release as a single due to its mixture of hip-hop, jungle, electronic, alternative and soul not being able to blend in with the rotation of any radio format in the United States, it has been named as one of the best singles of all time by many publications and critics. Reception In 2008, it was ranked #23 on VH1's 100 Greatest Songs of Hip Hop. "B.O.B." was named the #2 song in the "500 Greatest Songs Since You Were Born" list in 2006 by Blender, second only to Michael Jackson's "Billie Jean". The song was named the #1 single of 2000–2004 by Pitchfork Media, as well as the #1 song of the 2000s. It was ranked #2 on Stylus Magazine's Top 50 Singles of 2000-2005

Lyrics:

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[Intro: André 3000] One, two One, two, three, yeah! [Verse 1: André 3000] Inslumnational, underground Thunder pounds when I stomp the ground (Whoo!) Like a million elephants or silverback orangutan You can't stop the train Who want some don't come unprepared I'll be there, but when I leave there Bet I'll be a household name Weather man tellin' us it ain't gon' rain So now we sittin' in a drop-top, soakin' wet In a silk suit, tryin' not to sweat Hit somersaults without the net But this'll be the year that we won't forget 1-9-9-9 Anno Domini, anything goes Be what you wanna be as long as you know Consequences are given for livin' The fence is too high to jump in jail Too low to dig, I might just touch hell (Hot!) Get a life now they on sale Then I might cast you a spell Look at what came in the mail A scale and some Arm & Hammer Soul gold grill and a baby mama Black Cadillac and a pack of Pampers Stack of questions with no answers Cure for cancer, cure for AIDS Make a nigga wanna stay on tour for days Get back home, things are wrong Well not really, it was bad all along Before you left adds up to a ball of power Thoughts at a thousand miles per hour Hello, ghetto, let your brain breathe Believe there's always more (Ha!) [Hook: André 3000 + Morris Brown College Gospel Choir] Don't pull the thang out, unless you plan to bang Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah, don't even bang unless you plan to hit something Bombs over Baghdad! Don't pull the thang out, unless you plan to bang Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah, don't even bang unless you plan to hit something Bombs over Baghdad! [Verse 2: Big Boi] Uno, dos, tres, it's on Did you ever think a pimp rock a microphone? Like that there boy and will still stay street Big things happen every time we meet Like a track team, crack fiend dying to geek OutKast bumpin' up and down the street Slant back Cadillac, 'bout 5 niggas deep 75 MCs freestyling to the beat 'Cause we get crunk, stay drunk, at the club Should've bought an ounce, but cha copped a dub Should've held back, but cha throwed the punch Supposed to meet your girl but cha packed a lunch No D to the U to the G for you Got a son on the way by the name of Bamboo Got a little baby girl four year, Jordan Never turned my back on my kids, for them Should've hit it, quit it, rag top Before you re-up, get a laptop Make a business for yourself, boy, set some goals Make a fat diamond out of dusty coal Record number four, but we on a roll Hold up, slow up, stop, "Control" Like Janet, Planet, Stankonia's on ya Moving like Floyd, comin' straight to Florida Lock all your windows, then block the corridors Pullin' off my belt 'cause a whipping's in order Like a three-piece fish before I cut your daughter Yo quiero Taco Bell, then I hit the border Pity pat rappers trying to get to five I'm a microphone fiend tryin' to stay alive When you come to ATL, boy, you better not hide 'Cause the Dungeon Family gon' ride (Ha!) [Hook: André 3000 + Morris Brown College Gospel Choir] Don't pull the thang out, unless you plan to bang Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah, Don't even bang unless you plan to hit something Bombs over Baghdad! Don't pull the thang out, unless you plan to bang Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah, Don't even bang unless you plan to hit something Bombs over Baghdad! [Break: Morris Brown College Gospel Choir] Bombs over Baghdad! Bombs over Baghdad! Bombs over Baghdad! Bombs over Baghdad! [Outro: André 3000 + Morris Brown College Gospel Choir] Bob your head, rag top Bob your head, rag top Bob your head, rag top Bob your head, rag top Bob your head, rag top Bob your head, rag top Bob your head, rag top Bob your head, rag top Bob your head, rag top Bob your head, rag top Bob your head, rag top Bob your head, rag top Bob your head, rag top Bob your head, rag top Bob your head, rag top Bob your head, rag top Power music, electric revival Power music, electric revival Power music, electric revival Power music, electric revival Power music, electric revival Power music, electric revival Power music, electric revival Power music, electric revival Power music, electric revival