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Datos de B.o.B. Nombre Verdadero: Bobby Ray Simmons Jr.Nombre Artístico: B.o.B.Donde Nació: Winston-Salem, Carolina del Norte, Estados UnidosFecha de Nacimiento: 15 de noviembre de 1988Edad: 35Nacionalidad: EstadounidenseGénero(s): Alternative hip hop, dirty south, pop rockActividad: 2006 - ActualidadInstrumentos: Voz, piano, guitarra, trompetaOcupación: Cantante, compositor, productor, músico multiinstrumentistaDisquera(s): Grand Hustle, Atlantic Records, Rebel RockRedes Sociales:Facebook, Instagram, Twitter, YouTube .'
'. ¿Quién es B.o.B.? Bobby Ray Simmons, conocido en el medio artístico y musical como B.o.B; o también como Bobby Ray, es un músico, multiinstrumentista, compositor, productor discográfico e intérprete estadounidense. Nació el 15 de noviembre de 1988 en Winston-Salem, Carolina del Norte, Estados Unidos. Se empezó a conocer en 2009, luego de la edición de su sencillo debut "Nothin 'On You". Tuvo la participación del reconocido cantante de música pop y R&B Bruno Mars. Significado del nombre B.o.B es una apócope de su primer nombre. Niñez, Juventud y Vida Familiar B.o.B aprendió a tocar trompeta desde niño, participó con ese instrumento en la banda de su escuela primaria hasta la secundaria. Sus padres deseaban que el niño continuara con su educación formal, pero él decidió en sexto grado que quería seguir una carrera musical. Al respecto expresó: "Siempre me han apoyado. Consiguieron mi primer teclado para hacer ritmos y me ayudaron a conseguir equipos... Pero fue un poco difícil para ellos entender lo que realmente estaba tratando de lograr". Sus progenitores comprendieron que en ese momento el muchacho usaba la música como
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Bob - Arena Feat Chris Brown Ti Lyrics


(Chris Brown)
If anybody feeling fresh in the building
Take your hand, hold it high to the ceiling right now
And say damn I'm killing them, damn I'm killing them
I know they feeling me now
And if you too fresh in the building
Then take your hand, hold it high to the ceiling right now
And say damn I'm killing them, damn I'm killing them
I know they feeling me now

(B.o.B)
And I'm still here with a lifestyle you would kill for
Still here with the same shoes that
I had on from the get-go
Straight out of Atlanta, Georgia,
for any of y'all that didn't know
And I'm never that hard to find because 420 is my zip code
My back then couldn't get dro,
cause back then I was this broke
That's why I got so many hustles,
Bruh man from the fifth floor
What would you do in the middle of the winter
When the sun goes down and it gets cold?
Growin' up in a house with no stove, no doors,
no walls, no windows
And my brother was always fresher
I would go to school in his clothes, when I did go
So that's why now this the type of life that I live for
Comin' up as a youngin', man some nights I would vomit
I would throw up on myself cause
I was so sick to my stomach
Now I'm the shit, fix the plumbing
Feel with my y'all, I'm this close
Spent my whole life chasin' shit, where's Nabisco?
My past memories, I miss those
Hey, all I can say is you get what you wish for

If anybody feeling fresh in the building
Take your hand, hold it high to the ceiling right now
And say damn I'm killing them, damn I'm killing them
I know they feeling me now
And if you too fresh in the building
Then take your hand, hold it high to the ceiling right now
And say damn I'm killing them, damn I'm killing them
I know they feeling me now

(T.I.)
I'm fresh off my pit-stop,
flow airtight with no Ziploc
Get shit pop when my shit drop,
no hip-hop, this Tip hop
I'm back standin' at the tip top where
I belong, it won't be long
'Til you hear me on a B.o.B song,
some chick gettin' my skeet on
To touch the sole of my feet,
G you gon' have to get your reach on
I'm up all the way high, all the way fly on the ground
and I'm off the radar
Bernie Madoff money, dawg got killers paid off with it all
I got the juice, could you place a call
and we place a call to who place a call
Don't get your part and not too hard,
I disregard what you say
Back up the trunk and pass the buck, here's
where I'm stoppin' today
Got swag all on me, homie,
can't wipe it away we too ill, ill
That's how we got arenas, dumps, and stadiums feel
How you feel?

If anybody feeling fresh in the building
Take your hand, hold it high to the ceiling right now
And say damn I'm killing them, damn I'm killing them
I know they feeling me now
And if you too fresh in the building
Then take your hand, hold it high to the ceiling right now
And say damn I'm killing them, damn I'm killing them
I know they feeling me now

[Verse 3: B.o.B]
And I'm still here with a black whip from the strange clouds
And I'm still here with the same team, nigga stay down
Still here for the east side, ain't a thing change
but the bank account
Hands high when I come 'round cause
I'm killin this shit nigga, hands down
And I go hard, my passport's like a postcard
Give a fuck if I'm solo, I'll go toe-to-toe
with your whole squad
With the soul of a soldier but even still
I don't want no parts
And no niggas with no hearts, you cocksuckers need
throat guards
I'm throwed off for the most part,
a young dog with an old bark
Flow dumb, but I'm so smart,
I compose art, call me Mozart
My nightlife's like a soap opera with two chicks
like it's Noah's ark
They got nice dresses with no bras with good bodies
like "Oh God!"
From a poor child to on top like a mohawk
But I always knew I'd go far bike a gas truck with no park
So no applause, hold the applause
Just put your hand up if you know the song

If anybody feeling fresh in the building
Take your hand, hold it high to the ceiling right now
And say damn I'm killing them, damn I'm killing them
I know they feeling me now
And if you too fresh in the building
Then take your hand, hold it high to the ceiling right now
And say damn I'm killing them, damn I'm killing them
I know they feeling me now

If anybody feeling fresh in the building
Take your hand, hold it high to the ceiling right now
And say damn I'm killing them, damn I'm killing them
I know they feeling me now
And if you too fresh in the building
Then take your hand, hold it high to the ceiling right now
And say damn I'm killing them, damn I'm killing them
I know they feeling me now

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