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PERFORMING ARTISTS
B.o.B
B.o.B
Vocals
Jamieson Xavier Jones
Jamieson Xavier Jones
All Instruments
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jamieson Xavier Jones
Jamieson Xavier Jones
Songwriter
Bobby Ray Simmons, Jr
Bobby Ray Simmons, Jr
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
B.o.B
B.o.B
Producer
Jamieson Xavier Jones
Jamieson Xavier Jones
Producer
Brian Richardson
Brian Richardson
Associate Producer
Doug Peterson
Doug Peterson
Associate Producer
Bradley Horne
Bradley Horne
Recording Engineer
Chris Gehringer
Chris Gehringer
Mastering Engineer
Joe Fitz
Joe Fitz
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
You wanna pop bottles and chill with all the folk
Hang with all the models and all the centerfolds
Showin' off her body, now watch her strike a pose
Tryna get beside me so she can get a hold
Of them ole Bobby Ray Bands
[Verse 2]
She want them Ray Bands
She want them Ray Bands
She want me Ray Bands
She want them Bobby Ray Bands
She want them Bobby Ray Bands
She want them Bobby Ray Bands
[Verse 3]
She wants them Ray Bands 'cause them band are gorgeous
She lookin' for a sponsor and I ain't talking corporate
She after that endorsement
Ever since she saw me on the Forbes list
She be gettin' zeros from heroes
They're Zorros with horses
Like Mustangs and Porsches imported from Japan
She from Atlanta but she on that college strand
That's that overseas money, call 'em Talibans
Yeah she WMD, aww yeah spring to winter
So pencil her in for breakfast, brunch, lunch, and dinner
Ain't no incidentals
She want them Bands like a freelance parade (All day)
Compliments of Bobby Ray
[Verse 4]
You wanna pop bottles and chill with all the folk
Hang with all the models and all the centerfolds
Showin' off her body, now watch her strike a pose
Tryna get beside me so she can get a hold
Of them ole Bobby Ray Bands
[Verse 5]
She want them Ray Bands
She want them Ray Bands
Bobby Ray Bands
She want them Ray Bands
She want them Ray Bands
She want them Ray Bands
Bobby Ray Bands
[Verse 6]
Look, she want them Ray Bands
Them Ray Bands that coin
Gourmet top-house sirloin, courtesy of ya boy
She, she, she, she think I owe her, Des Moines
Quit being annoying, do something useful and roll a joint
[Verse 7]
You see business over bullshits my company policy
And my teams going green and I ain't talking 'bout pottery
You tryin' to hit the part, and she tryna hit the lottery
And if they watchin' girl, I"m grandfather clockin'
Look, I don't pop bottles, I got pop dollars
And after Strange Clouds, I'ma drop my rock album
Violent bravado, call me Bobby Bravo
Every play is crucial, yeah, that's my motto
[Verse 8]
Yeah, said wassup, yeah we do this all the time
Where the real freaks who wanna have a good night?
If you feel that, let it go it's alright
The music got you movin' and you're losin' your mind
So let me know if it's alright
I just wanna know, shawty, have a good time
So why don't you let go, let go
You're losing control
The music got you movin' and you're losin' your mind
[Verse 9]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse 10]
You wanna pop bottles and chill with all the folk
Hang with all the models and all the centerfolds
Showin' off her body, now watch her strike a pose
Tryna get beside me so she can get a hold
Of them ole Bobby Ray Bands
[Verse 11]
She want them Ray Bands
She want them Ray Bands
Bobby Ray Bands
She want them Ray Bands
She want them Ray Bands
Bobby Ray Bands
Written by: Bobby Ray Simmons, Jr, Jamieson Xavier Jones
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