Blow (Remix) Kesha (Ft. B.o.B)

[Intro: Ke$ha]
Blow (oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
Blow (oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)

[Verse 1: B.o.B]
Just wild in, shades on my face
Eyes on my kicks, lights on my face
Speakers gon' blow, speakers got bass
Bottles on ice, haters gon' hate
Bobby don't care, Bobby's so straight
Bobby from the hood, so Bobby don't play
Bobby burn good
What they prolly gon' say
Sicker than the stuff like ravioli
So bon appetite, Just got a zipper
Blow like a missile, White clef kush
I've been goin' til November
Where the grand gripper?
Word to my dealer
You better remember
I'm from the city where the shorty's and players live
Nice stars out at the ATM
And prolly won't end til 8am
Yeah, I'm an ATLien
An extraterrestrial, obsessed with the vegetable
Up in the air with no parachute
I ain't contested the best in the area
Even the vision impaired, one can tell
That you can see where I'm coming from
And leave all when I'm done
Hater miss me with a bunch of joke
Cause this place's about to blow
I can push stroke here
And ninety feet like a bungee jump
Let's go!