[Intro]
This the LRG, "Hi! My Name is BOB" mixtape
And I'm droppin them hams - shit - ham squad on deck!
Future Entertainment, Tjs DJs
N***a with clinic, my n***a swag
Playboy tre, george dirt
N***a we doin this, n***aa, you do not see this n***a?

[Hook: B.o.B]
(Ohh) Well ain't nothing like backing thighs, yeah
There ain't nothing like a big old side, yeah (uh huh)
Just can't nothing feed my appetite (like what?)
Like a big old slice of sweet apple pie (aha)

Ain't nothing like backing thighs, yeah
There ain't nothing a big old bride, yeah
So i ran and got when i die (that what?)
That heaven don't have sweet apple pie (aye)

[Verse 1: B.o.B]
(Haahhh) You know what is don't play yourself
Cause you know you want to do this while you play with yourself
Don't act like you ain't human girl, no I ain't swooping
How you think babies got here, you made it yourself
Cause everything is mutual (for show)
So let me get a slice of that, and get me through the go (for show)
Cause I am working girl, and yeah that thing a funeral (for show)
Don't be tripping weed on the judge, judicial (nah)
But you the cutest, so you mean as hell as usual (what's up?)
You wanted [?], when I tell you, you get moody though (what's up?)
You won't miss the right, well it's something you should know
He may seem nice but every n***a got two of those (So?)
So I ain't moving slow
[Hook]