B.o.B. - Headband

Artist:  B.o.B. feat. 2 Chainz
Genre:  Rap, Hip Hop
Language:  Strong

Recently Mr. B.o.B. has been educating us on how the world is actually flat.

Dude's a moron.

This song we are looking into the lyrical gold that spills from 2 Chainz mouth.

Whistling Dixie

Middle school, I was getting head on a ten speed

Gigolo blood line, pimpin' hereditary

Black on 28's, it remind of February

Day you can fuck with me, that would be Neveruary

Dead ass rapper should have came with a cemetery

I am so cold, n*gga like Ben & Jerry

Fill a nigga, deal a n*gga, kill a nigga, obituary

My vision blurry, these bitches flirtin'

I've been drinking all night, I think my kidney's hurtin'

So I closed the curtains on the 62

Her ass would knock your ass out, you better stick and move

Chain hang to my ding-a-ling

Chain hang, chain hang to my ding-a-ling

To do a threesome you gotta intervene

Her legs so sexy when I'm in-between

Every time I listen to this song I'm struck by how freaking deep my Chainz gets.

I mean, it'll be Neveruary before I can think of messing with this guy.  He's as cold as ice cream with a chain that hangs to his ding-a-ling, so you know he's not one to mess with.

For real though, what does a Gigolo blood line have to do with being a pimp?  That confuses me.

Lyrical genius.