Letras:
D B S You Re Not The One

: Ooohhh B.o.B, Whats up whats down, Ladies and gentleman, we are enterin, the 5th dimension, Right on right on, B.o.B. B.o.B give it to em Girl im

you tailgate I know you a snitch, I can see it in your eyes Shackled up, D.O.C.'s, all my niggaz on that ride You can, stunt if you wanna, Chip is a gunner

dead, I'm back, I'm Lazarus [Verse 4: Juelz Santana] Mic check, one two, one two I'm strapped, you strapped, let's play two on two You're eyein' us in

line up [Juelz Santana] Mic check, one two, one two, check I'm strapped, you strapped, let's play two on two Let's go, you're eyein us in the iron bus

carried her home x2 You need to come by me Fill your belly You need to eat I like to feed Look at the pot, you said you're not hungry You need to try

b----in' and kickin' if you ask me I think that you're just chicken to try don't pretend you're my friend remember I said it one day you'll regret it

's coming D-Tweezy's coming you're sick to your stomach 50 percent of it's 50 cent The other 50 percent of it's who's color of skin it is But if you even

's coming D-Tweezy's coming you're sick to your stomach 50 percent of it's 50 cent The other 50 percent of it's who's color of skin it is But if you even

a criminal rhythm, the lyrical nympho! Wanna see the wicked? Better know what you're in for! First, the fan side could be forgiven ? you didn't know!