Voltage (Feat. Playboy Tre & Mickey Factz) – B.o.B – letras

[B.o.B]Well she strike like a lightning boltShe highly electric, a thousand volts yeahShe’ll shock you up out your clothesOne strike then there she goI’m talkin ’bout herOh yeah!I’m talkin ’bout herOh yeah! I’m talkin ’bout..(Talkin ’bout her man) (Oh yeah)[Playboy Tre]Now baby girl’s highly electric, cute but deceptiveStraight high voltage, fool with the posesWill I smoke it? Ye ain’t gotta ask meI make her strip like Puff did CassieFrank White, Lil’ Kim, lick her on her chestAin’t nothin like a tit with a lil’ Henn’Got her new, tryin to get it inSayin shit like « Girl just once let me put it in »I’m talkin ’bout herTalkin ’bout girl, you fine as fuckSo talk about me, up in that PLeg to the West, one leg to the East (spread ’em)And let me go deep, like Roddy WhiteStood up in it and the girl got hypeBut man I don’t know, somethin ain’t rightShawty got different niggaz callin all nightI’m talkin ’bout herShe strike like a lightning boltShe highly electric, a thousand volts yeahShe’ll shock you up out your clothesOne strike then there she goI’m talkin ’bout herOh yeah!I’m talkin ’bout herOh yeah! I’m talkin ’bout..[Mickey Factz]Jack in, jack inGivin me a feeling like a Blackwood, BlackwoodMomma’s so appealing and I got this, optionthat we can get it poppinAnd right after I plug herI can take her to an outlet for shopping, shoppingBut I don’t know if I trust herSo I gotta go, peace out, he’s outlike all up in my head tweaked outKeep out, I don’t know what to think, she’s outon the town gettin friskyRaising the hairs on my arm when she with meShorty got charmLucky just to be with her, breathe with herBut T-R-E’s with her, and he did herDeliver her to me, currently, it worries mewhat her and he did verticallyIf I see her with him I pass outNo bolts, no volts or pulse I black outOw!She strike like a lightning boltShe highly electric, a thousand volts yeahShe’ll shock you up out your clothesOne strike then there she goI’m talkin ’bout herOh yeah!(I’m talkin ’bout her bro) (You mean her?)I’m talkin ’bout her(Yeah her bro)Oh yeah! I’m talkin ’bout..(Hehehehe)[B.o.B]I’m talkin ’bout she’s so psychadelicShe’s so cool you can tell she gellin (hehe!)And Led Zeppelin sell itIf she were a statue, she’d be a relicStrikin like venom, in all white denimSugar in the brain cells on my neuronsI’m on her like the Hamburgler on bunsRunnin like the marathon you runSomeone gave her a medallionKickin like kung-fu from ShaolinWhich means how she looks is arousingAnd so I’m thinkin how lucky her blouse is, yeahBuilt like brick housesAppraised at about eight hundred thousand, hehAnd so the whole place shoutinSo for her I gotta scream this ballad, likeShe strike like a lightning boltShe highly electric, a thousand volts yeahShe’ll shock you up out your clothesOne strike then there she goI’m talkin ’bout herOh yeah!I’m talkin ’bout herOh yeah! I’m talkin ’bout..