Ray-Bans Lyrics | B.o.B

When I want to recommend a song, I think about it’s musical purpose of that song. Logically, the content of the song is most evident through the lyrics because it matches the way the music is made. Such as Ray-Bans Lyrics. 

She wanna pop bottles and chill with all her folk

Hang with all the models and all the centerfolds

Showin’ off her body, now watch her strike a pose

Tryin’ to get beside me so she can get a hold

Of them ole Bobby Ray Bands

She wants them Ray Bands, she wants them Ray Bands

Bobby Ray Bands

She wants them Ray Bands, she wants them Ray Bands

She wants them Ray Bands, Bobby Ray Bands

She wants them Ray Bands ’cause them bands are gorgeous

She looking for a sponsor and I ain’t talking corporate

After that endorsement

Ever since she saw me on the Forbes list

She be getting zero’s from heroes

They’re Zorros with horses

Like Mustangs and Porsches imported from Japan

She from Atlanta but she on that Cali strain

That’s that overseas money, call ’em Talibands

She WMD, all year spring to winter

So pencil her in for breakfast, brunch, lunch, and dinner

Ain’t no incidentals

She want them bands like a freelance parade (All day)

Compliments of Bobby Ray

She wanna pop bottles and chill with all her folk

Hang with all the models and all the centerfolds

Showin’ off her body, now watch her strike a pose

Tryin’ to get beside me so she can get a hold

Of them ole Bobby Ray Bands

She wants them Ray Bands, she wants them Ray Bands

Bobby Ray Bands

She wants them Ray Bands, she wants them Ray Bands

She wants them Ray Bands, Bobby Ray Bands

Look, she wants them Ray Bands, them Ray Bands, that coin

Gourmet top-house sirloin, courtesy of ya boy

She she she she thinks I owe her, Des Moines

Quit being annoying, do something useful, and roll a joint

You see business over bullshit’s my company policy

And my team’s going green and I ain’t talking ’bout pottery

You tryin’ to hit the party, she tryin’ to hit the lottery

And if they watchin’ girl, you’re grandfather clockin’ it

I don’t pop bottles, I got pop dollars

After Strange Clouds, I’mma drop my rock album

Violent bravado, call me Bobby Bravo

Every play is crucial, yeah that’s my motto

Said wassup, yeah we do this all the time

Where the real freaks who wanna have a good night?

If ya feel that, let it go it’s alright

The music got you movin’ and you’re losin’ your mind

So let me know if it’s alright

I just wanna know, shawty, have a good time

So why don’t you let go, let go

You’re losing control

The music got you movin’ and you’re losing your mind

She wanna pop bottles and chill with all her folk

Hang with all the models and all the centerfolds

Showin’ off her body, now watch her strike a pose

Tryin’ to get beside me so she can get a hold

Of them ole Bobby Ray Bands

She wants them Ray Bands, she wants them Ray Bands

Bobby Ray Bands

She wants them Ray Bands, she wants them Ray Bands

She want them Ray Bands, Bobby Ray Bands

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 To sum up, this is not a difficult song to understand. It easily goes into the listener’s heart like the way a close friend is confiding in you. With “best friend” – Ray-Bans Lyrics practice well and sing every day.

Source: Fiveguysmusical

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