[Verse 1]

Yes sir, it's Bobby Ray, aka B.o.B. (O)

I can't be eco-conscious, I'm always burning trees

And this that fire, fire, call it that third degree

And call me supersonic, I shake the earth beneath ya

Hell yeah, you heard of me, it's quite an emergency

The way I take the game and I beat it so un-unmercifully, yeah

Ladies with curly features, wait at concerts to see you

They can roll home with B.O., and maybe service me up

But if you wanna work for me, then girl, you need your working visas

And if you ain't working then you just should not converse with me

That's not that serious, don't take it so personally

Plus currently I prefer the girls who prefer the three C.P.O

C.P.O. I think, I think I'm Neo

I'm caught up in her Matrix and I think it's time to reload

And if this were a court, then girl, I would have to appeal

I think that the defendant have some things that she must reveal

Heels ha, heels ha, tell me what's the deal, ma

Got me chasing you to see if I could cop a feel, huh

I gotta keep it real, kosher, kosher, kosher

'Cause she don't want that bullshit, no sir, no sir, no sir

Her thighs go round like roller-coaster motors

And like a minute bundle, I had to roll them over

Had to connect the headset into her Motorolla

This 'bout to get scary like the end of October

[Chorus]

And this is about the time when I hit you with the dope flow

I got that fire, man, that other shit is so so

And this is about the time when I hit you with the dope flow

I'm at the frying pan, your shit is so cold

And this is about the time when I hit you with the dope flow

I got that fire, man, that other shit is so so

And this is about the time when I hit you with the dope flow

I'm at the frying pan, your shit is so cold

[Verse 2]

So cold like a hobo wearing no clothes in a snow globe when the temperature is below froze

I mean below freezing and there's no reason to be so cheesy, got my own team and my own league

My own lane and my own speed, it's a long road so I don't sleep

If I don't know you I don't speak, it's a small world and it's gonna shrink

If you're full of shit, then you're gonna stink

I'm a realist and I'm gonna think with a pair of eyes so I'm gonna see

I'll be whatever the fuck I wanna be, I'll be everything except a wannabe

I'll be everything you ever wanna be, if you're clever enough you can corner me

But what's a corner to me, I'm geometry

So tell me who gave you the authority? Who the fuck are you? The authority?

What am I supposed to be, orderly? Pardon my honor, you're charging me?

Saying something I oughta be but I got some much heart that my arteries will always be partying like a camaraderie

Man, I'm already famous historically so my story is already glorious

Just like P Diddy victorious to the B.I.G. Notorius

I'm a champion, I'm a warrior, I bring war to ya

So if you got beef that's unfortunate, we'll hang y'all out like portraits

[Chorus]

And this is about the time when I hit you with the dope flow

I got that fire, man, that other shit is so so

And this is about the time when I hit you with the dope flow

I'm at the frying pan, your shit is so cold

And this is about the time when I hit you with the dope flow

I got that fire, man, that other shit is so so

And this is about the time when I hit you with the dope flow

I'm at the frying pan, your shit is so cold