B.O.B. - Paperboy lyrics

[Intro - B.o.B] You don't say so? Vote for Pedro, wait I mean, vote for Kato, he's on the ba**, though Yeah, you know we chop it up like Idaho potatoes So on this beat we chop it, chop it, chop it... [Hook] Two-wheeler on the road with that paper, boy 18 speeds with the paper, boy Going door-to-door with the paperboy Burning trees, no seeds, just the paper, boy Two-wheeler on the road with that paper, boy 18 speeds with the paper, boy Going door-to-door with the paperboy We be them paperboys, we be them paperboys [Verse 1 - Charles Hamilton] Top of the verse like the first bar Drunk as a Disney child star - hurts hard Feeling Buffy on my Huffy when it skirts off I can mash potato, turning you jerks off So cool, raisin in the sun till it's prune juice Playing with guns, till I say to someone to shoot loose Perfect circle like the group I used to groove to Top of a capital A, because I work hard Making the band, getting laid in a van But I never shake in my Vans Just taking chances Smirk, Charles, you're going berserk, Charles CH is perfect with the curt bars Just in case you missed her (perfect), like Wilson Rap is on my radar, so is Hilson School n***as, like Regis, make what you feel bend Ask Chris Rock; went over your head? Call an astronaut I'm the special that you have to watch Smackdown for Playstation, pa** the Rock Sonic the Hedgehog, fast or not Attitude of Kathy Griffin, fat but hot Accountant wanna see all the cash I got b**h, you ain't a CPA, so you can have a not N-O-T, no-k, okay? Yo Kato Basically, I'm bottoming out, su castros [Hook] [Verse 2 - B.o.B] I got sk**s, nun-chuck sk**s Rowing sk**s, bowing sk**s I'm pretty much just flowing still So I guess I got boating sk**s What, are y'all sewing quilts? All on this like toes on stilts So I tilt like bowling wheels Knock y'all down like bowling pills Bowling pins, oh no Here I go, floating again Up to the sky like smoke in the wind Up to the ozone again Here's the grand opening Here we go, show begins What am I frozen again? What am I, what am I frozen again I don't even know this flow Who knows where it is? I don't even roll with a pen I don't even know when it's cold I be in the cold when it's 32 below with a grin I don't even know when I limp I don't even know when I'm here I be in the zone when I float 'Cause I float like a boat full of coke With a moat, when it gets to the coast And it gets to the show and they chop it, chop it... [Hook]