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I want everything I see
I wanna go in every mall in every state in every country and buy shit
Whether I can afford it or not, nigga
I want bitches, I want cars, I don't give a fuck, I want it all
That's what the fuck we're here forSay enough about a dream nigga
I'm just tryna keep it real nigga
Say enough about a dream nigga
I'm just tryna keep it real nigga
Say enough about a dream nigga
I'm just tryna keep it real nigga
Say enough about a dream niggaIt's just so many woman
It's just so many chains
It's just so many watches
It's just too many things, I want!
Whoa, whoa, whoaIt's just so many trips
It's just so many bottles
It's just too many whips
It's just too many models, I want!

Whoa, whoa, whoaAll I want is money
Money, money, money
That's all I want
Big face hundred
Hundred, hundred, hundred
That's all I want, that's all I want
That's all I want, that's all I wantNot a day's goes by
It ain't on my mind
I ain't gon' front
I ain't gon' lie
I'd rather have a M than an empty pocket
If hundreds ain't in them them jeans ain't mine, I
That's what I want muthafucka
I'll never be a bum muthafucka
You talking about like it ain't about the money
You just sound like a dumb muthafucka
A house on the hill by the lake
All real niggas can relate
You tryna book me for free?
But my rent is due on today
A better life is what we're after
Because every dream I gotta capture
I always knew that I would blow up one day
Like a nuclear reactorAll I want is money
Money, money, money
That's all I want
Big face hundred
Hundred, hundred, hundred
That's all I want, that's all I want
That's all I want, that's all I wantFrom the cradle to a label
From decatur to the majors to papers, no more neighbors
I used to say I never cared about the money until I put food on my momma's table
Follow the trail
Could've been in jail
The way that I live
Could have been fatal
Must have had an angel
It's funny how I'm always on the screen
But as a teen I never had cable
But now I won it all
The world, the ladies, the whips
I took a fantasy and made it exist
No one ever handed us shit
We took what we had and made it the shit
That's transforming dusty to luxury
Being off in the cut, the cutlery
That's the gist, that's the summary
So if you feel how I'm feeling then fuck with me!All I want is money
Money, money, money
That's all I want
Big face hundred
Hundred, hundred, hundred
That's all I want, that's all I want
That's all I want, that's all I wantAll I want is money
Money, money, money
That's all I want
Big face hundred
Hundred, hundred, hundred
That's all I want, that's all I want
That's all I want, that's all I wantIt's just so many woman
It's just so many chains
It's just so many watches
It's just too many things, I want!
Whoa, whoa, whoa

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Bobby Ray Simmons (born November 15, 1988 in Decatur, Georgia), better known by his stage name B.o.B, is a Grammy Award-nominated American rapper, singer and producer signed to T.I.'s Grand Hustle Label and Atlantic Records. In 2007 he released his debut EP Eastside, and has since released another EP, 12th Dimension, and five mixtapes. His debut album, B.o.B Presents The Adventures of Bobby Ray, was released in April 2010 and debuted at #1 on the Billboard 200. The first single from the album, Nothin' on You featuring Bruno Mars, peaked at #1 on the Billboard Hot 100. The album spawned two further hit singles including international smash Airplanes and Billboard hit Magic. The album has since been certified Gold by the RIAA for shipments of over 500,000 copies in the US.

The first single from B.o.B's second album is Strange Clouds. It features Lil Wayne and according to the Strange Clouds Songfacts, it "is 3 minutes 47 seconds of bass heavy bragging.". The song was released on October 3, 2011.

B.o.B has a unique talent in that he produces, writes, raps, arranges, and mixes his own music. He is a one stop music creation shop from top to bottom. This allows B.o.B the rare opportunity of recording with reckless abandon. It is a freedom that he willingly accepts. “I am constantly coming up with songs and concepts because I want to sound different. Nobody made it by sounding like everyone else.” This unique sound caught the attention of two industry heavyweights, Jim Jonsin and TJ Chapman, who are poised to make the rest of the world believers.

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