Artist: Tech N9ne f/ Nave Monjo, Tasha Smith
Album:  N9NA
Song:   H.O.B.
Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com 

[Intro: Nave Monjo]
Yeah... H.O.B.
Woo-hoo, oooooh whoa whoaaaaa whoaaaaa yeah
Tech N9ne! Oooh-ooooooh
Nave Monjo, yeah!

[Chorus: Nave Monjo] + (Tasha Smith)
(H.O.B.) They keep on followin me
Don't know why they'll never leave; I think they love me, oh yeah
(H.O.B.) Cause they keep comin back
Yeah, they keep comin back, yeah they keep comin back
(H.O.B.) I got a history of 'em
But yeah I'm never gon' trust 'em; I know I'll never, no way
(H.O.B.) They keep comin back
Yeah, they keep comin back, yeah they keep comin back

[Tech N9ne]
Oyyyyyy
I don't use this as a ployyyyyy
Ayy, to enjoyyyyyy
the ones that's opposite of a boyyyyyy
Say, but music is an aphrodisiac, use it with a rap flow, she be that
foolish with the cat, so easy macked, who hit? Nigga got yo' beezy snatched
By Mr. Charisma, to a lady I'd be ya nigga's enigma
He keep her in the desert, I give her a river, if she was a 10 I'd deliver the diggler
Sikiliza (Sikiliza) I remember when I used to be a beastly creature
And beat the V up on a freaky D-cup, in the middle of a marriage I complete deceive her
Now I'm done playin, but when you carry a history of bitches
Everything's a mystery, suspicious, to a chick seems slippery cause glitches
off in the past, fast cash, as a lad smash ass
But when you grab the last class with what ya have, mad sav'
Though you through with all them ass givers
A bad chick'll have shivers cause you got too many bitches in your past nigga

[Chorus]

[Tech N9ne]
So many different flavors (different flavors)
turned to so many different haters (different haters)
Social media instigators hate the way you display your way up
with bae laid up and shade is made up (cheah!)
Concocted, some consumed it, some blocked it
When undisputed ones lock it, from dumb and stupid preposterous
bitches lost in this sickness cause you bossed it and whipped it
You tossed it and split quick, can I really get a lady caustic and wicked?
Real spiel, leave 'em in the rear view, never anywhere near you
They wanna really adhere to the negative, really competitive and never near true
Up to date shit, face it, your replacement's everything but basic
Laid tricks, flake and fake bitch
You can be so righteous
And totally cleansed from all your previous hoe vices
Until she gets friended and all your ex's throw ice picks, oh Christ it's no niceness
They gonna send her fake baby pictures in yo' likeness (yeah)

[Nave Monjo]
Yeah, so many different flavors (flavors)
So many different haters, they just after my paper
Bye-bye, see you later (later) I need me more acres
Yeah, so they cannot chase us, while I'm gettin my cake up (Monjo!)

[Chorus]

[Outro: Nave Monjo]
Ooooooh whoa whoaaaaa whoaaaaa yeah
Oooh-ooooooh, whoa, ohhhh