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Man, you need a ride? Uh naw, I'm good
Stepped out the club with triple vision
Couldn't fit my keys in the ignition
Swerving all over the road
Ah whatever, her name is giving me throat
A head-on collision waiting to happen
Rapper dies in traffic accident
Yeah right, I get like this every night
Most knights I'm so fucked up
I don't even remember leavin' the club
Where my keys are, where my drawers are
How'd I get home, who these whores are
What happened, I must have been in the zone
Room start spinning and then it was on
Popped a few Oxycontins
Told my old lady don't ask why bitch
Fucked up tryin' to escape the drama
Don't want to think about my pill or my baby's momma

I'm fucked up, ah takin' a breather
Don't want to think about my job or no Monday either
I'm fucked up, seeing planets and stars
Weed, X pills and Xanax bars
I'm fucked up, uppers downers what ever you like
Everybody get high tonight
Purple swollen, can't quit lickin' my lips
Heart pounding, feels like it's gonna come through my ribs
Tracers of bitches as they pass by, hi, hi
Get away bitch, nothing's up with us
Stop talkin', you're fuckin' up my buzz
Can't you see I'm my private place?
Sweating like a motherfucker give me some space
Stack, are you okay? I think he's dead, help
Why don't you shut the fuck up?
I was rollin' like Michelin's, heard ya talkin' I just wasn't listenin'
Floatin' in the ocean with a couple of fisherman
Fish for bitches bate hooks with Benjamin's
Now, I'm back out here where it's all real
You owe me two more pills, so I can feel
Fucked up tryin' to escape the drama
Don't want to think about my pill or my baby's momma
I'm fucked up, ah takin' a breather
Don't want to think about my job or no Monday either
I'm fucked up, seeing planets and stars
Weed, X pills and Xanax bars
I'm fucked up, uppers downers what ever you like
Everybody get high tonight
Deep breaths, nice thoughts, three, two, one, lift off
Oh, everything in the room melting, too many shrooms
Hold my breath, close my eyes
Then I start feeling all fuzzy inside
Last time I felt like this, I was on four or five picas fish?
Ah, this is bliss, get away bitch, nah give me a kiss
Eat this but I'm already on two
It's just a little gift from me to you
She sat down, wouldn't stop blabbing
Fuckin' up my high, goddamn it
Would this bitch please shut her mouth?
Security put this bitch out
Fucked up tryin' to escape the drama
Don't want to think about my pill or my baby's momma
I'm fucked up, ah takin' a breather
Don't want to think about my job or no Monday either
I'm fucked up, seeing planets and stars
Weed, X pills and Xanax bars
I'm fucked up, uppers downers what ever you like
Everybody get high tonight

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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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