B.O.B.

B.O.B. "(Bombs Over Baghdad)" is the first single released from the fourth studio album Stankonia of American hip hop duo OutKast. The single was released on September 19, 2000 by LaFace Records and Arista. Through the song was not a huge commercial success, it is still regarded as one of the greatest songs of all time by many publications such as Rolling Stone and Pitchfork.

Music Video
The music video centers around Andre running out of his house and then being followed by some of the kids from the projects, along with being picked up by a girl in her Cadillac. Big Boi is then seen in a convertible before walking on the back of the Cadillac, then jumps on the hood of the Cadillac behind him, he then hops onto the tour bus that is right behind him, climbs up to the side of the moving bus and gains access through the sunroof which reveals to be invaded with sexy, half-naked women. The video then ends with Big Boi and Andre partying in the club with church folks.

Lyrics
1, 2.. 1, 2, 3; yeah! In-slum-national, underground Thunder pounds when I stomp the ground (Woo!) Like a million elephants and silverback orangutans You can't stop a train Who want some? Don't come un-pre-pared I'll be there, but when I leave there Better be a household name Weather man tellin' us it ain't gon' rain So now we sittin' in a drop-top, soaking wet In a silk suit, tryin' not to sweat Hits somersaults without the net But this'll be the year that we won't forget One-Nine-Nine-Nine, Anno Domini anything goes, be whatchu wanna be Long as you know consequences, to give and for livin' The fence is too high to jump in jail Too low to dig, I might just touch hell HOT! Get a life, now they on sale Then I might cast you a spell, look at what came in the mail A scale and some Arm and Hammer, soul gold grill and some baby mama Black Cadillac and a pack of pampers Stack of question with no answers Cure for cancer, cure for AIDS Make a nigga wanna stay on tour for days Get back home, things are wrong Well not really it was bad all along before he left adds up, to a ball of power Thoughts at a thousands miles per hour Hello, ghetto, let your brain breathe, believe there's always more, ahhhhh!

Don't pull the thang out, unless you plan to bang Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah! Ha ha yeah! Don't even bang unless you plan to hit something Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah! Uhh-huh [x2] en

Uno, dos, tres, it's on Did you ever think a pimp rock a microphone? Like that there boy and we still stay street Big things happen every time we meet Like a track team, crack fiend, dying to geek Outkast bumpin' up and down the street Slant back, Cadillac, 'bout five nigga deep Seventy-five MC's freestylin' to the beat Cause we get crunk, stay crunk, at the club Should have bought an ounce, but you copped a dub Should have held back, but you throwed the punch 'Spose to meet your girl but you packed a lunch No D to-the U to-the G for you Got a son on the way by the name of Bamboo Got a little baby girl four year, Jordan Never turn my back on my kids for them Should have hit it (hit it) quit it (quit it) rag (rag) top (top) Before you RE up, get a laptop Make a business for yourself, boy, set some goals Make a fat diamond out of dusty coals Record number four, but we on the road Hold up, slow up, stop, control Like Janet, Planets, Stankonia is on ya A movin' like Floyd commin' straight to Florida Lock all your windows then block the corridors Pullin' off on bell 'cause a whippings in order I like a three piece fish before I cut your daughter Yo quiero Taco Bell, then I hit the border Pity PAT rappers tryin' to get the five I'm a microphone fiend tryin' to stay alive When you come to ATL boi you better not hide cause the Dungeon Family gon' ride, hah!

Don't pull the thang out, unless you plan to bang Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah! Ha ha yeah! Don't even bang unless you plan to hit something Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah! Uhh-huh [x2] en

Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah

B-I-G, B-O-I An-An-Andre To the T-O-P

(1, 2.. 1, 2, 3, 4) (Gimme some)

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