B.O.B. Raheem DeVaughn

[Intro]
Yo face, turn me up
Turn me up a little bit more, yeah
He probably would tell you you're beautiful
If he could talk to you
I mean, if there was no expiration date on the batteries
Look, I've never been a hater
It's never been in my nature and all
But listen, let me hook you up 'cause

[Verse 1]
B.O.B., B.O.B. don't say he miss you
And he don't have lips to kiss you
And he don't have hands to dip your waist
And tell you how good you taste, yeah
See B.O.B., B.O.B. can't serve you breakfast in bed, oh no
(He can't)
Bathe your body
(He can't)
Rub your feet
(He can't)
He can't compete with my love
(So tonight)
I'm comin' over

[Chorus]
You need that real type of love
(Oh, oh, oh, yeah)
That can't be duplicated
(I wanna serve you up)
Your body needs to be loved
(Loved down)
The way that God made it
(See, B.O.B.)
See, B.O.B. can't kiss those thighs
(Oh, no)
B.O.B. can't share your morning rise
B.O.B. can't stay this hard
See I can go harder than him
(I'll go longer than him)
Longer than your Battery Operated Boyfriend