Letras:
B O B Daddy

you was my type from the very very start (yeah) I'm into tongue kissin' and four play all day Mama ain't home so the noise is okay O.D.B you know he

Niggaz bitches and drama I recollect walking and stoppin' Cops not even checking on me, juvenile delinquent And baby y'all be respecting me The B.O.

chillin enough Makin mill-i-ons, she wants some do, bitch NO! Go get a J-O-B Willin to help and I, help yourself for sho I better play daddy Comin out

chillin enough Makin mill-i-ons, she wants some do, bitch NO! Go get a J-O-B Willin to help and I, help yourself for sho I better play daddy Comin out

My Name is B-O-W This one goes out to everybody all around the world Dog to dog Girl to girl I need yall to help me spell my name [Chorus] B, Bow O,

in the war 'member that -- blast that three atcha -- hide in the wall We gangsta, republicans with them big things, big rings Get your head shot off, daddy

money,and 2 for the gangstas, 3 hot shots that pop for the wankstas, Top Dogg,S and douple O,P The gangsta mac,a G From the L.B.C I'm on the go, I get

walnuts." She said, "Well.. daddy if I had some nuts on my chest, would those be chestnuts?" I said, "Hell yes!" She said, "Well daddy if I had nuts

polices Come and take my advice, nigga, dump that This is serious, these rap niggas, I'm just havin fun with it 50 Cent, nigga, Bump Dat [50 Cent] My son ask "Daddy