Artist: B.o.B Album: No Genre (Mixtape) Song: How U Do That Typed by: AZ Lyrics [Chorus] Bob how you do that? H-how you do that Bob how you do that? (in Atlanta) They be like B-Bob how you do that H-how you do that, b-bob How you do that? (in Atlanta) B-Bob H-how you do that How y-you do that? (in Atlanta) They be like B-bob H-how you do that H-how you do that B-Bob how y-you do that? (in Atlanta) B-Bob how y-you do that? How y-you do that? (in Atlanta) [B.o.B - Verse 1] Number 1 on your playlist, one of Atlanta's bravest They wondering how I deal with the fame I villainified, this gravy Shout out to all the ladies I don't know why I have to say this but I'm into deep sea diving I go deeper than the Navy Behavin' like I'm mavin' Im crazy crazy crazy I rise to the occupation 'cause raging's my occupation Shouts out to my Haitians my Asians and my Caucasians, Latina Senorita es muy caliente They say I'm amazing but Really its amazing Today's world the craziest To make the main page Just to be a daily topic of a conversation Kutta's on the beat so I guess its an operation So call me Dr. Bob yes I'm on the job She say I'm like a teacher before she lights my yard Stick to the script take a shit in your draws And I don't need to take you number girl this ain't no casting call [Chorus] [B.o.B - Verse 2] Yes she give it to me cuz she know just how I want it And if this where we battle we would be worthy opponents I had to get up on it Kinda how you do a pony Its kinda like a bank Cuz she knows she wants to loan it Shout out to my gangsta Who get down in Atlanta Wassup to Magic City This here should be your weather So throw it on back cuz I want that butt Ima still be hear when the sun comes up When the sun comes up who'll still be here With ball and a bat give me one more plaque So I guess I might as well turn things up I'ma burn things up like the purp you puff Tryna get loose she poppin that coo But when she get through she goin serve things up All the bad girls in the building just shake it One time if ya feel it now, I ain't really trippin bout yo homegirls with ya Ima bring you home wit em And she goin get it Lay up obe I don't really want no more But Ima just go fast like a baseball throw Fast like a kenco show now I'm in the zone I ain't even playin In the paint no mo' Ima take it straight to the hole Hell yea she know she bad She so bad [Chorus]