B1
B1, B.I, B.1 or B-1 may refer to:
Biology and chemistry
Media
Roads
Vehicles
ʻŌʻū
The ʻōʻū (pronounced [ˈʔoːʔuː]) (Psittirostra psittacea), is a species of Hawaiian honeycreeper, that is endemic to the Hawaiian islands. It has a dark green back and olive green underparts; males have a yellow head while females have a green head. Its unusual beak seems to be adapted to feeding on the fruits of Freycinetia arborea. It has a strong flight which it uses to fly considerably distances in search of this Hawaiian endemic vine, but will eat other fruits, buds, flowers and insects.
Although formerly widespread and present throughout the island group, numbers have declined dramatically during the twentieth century. It may have been affected by habitat loss and introduced predators, but the main factor in its decline is probably avian malaria and fowlpox, transmitted by the mosquito. The bird is listed by the International Union for Conservation of Nature as being critically endangered, but there are no recent records, and it may be extinct.
Description
The ʻōʻū is a large, plump forest bird measuring 17 centimetres (6.7 in) in length. Males have a bright yellow head, dark green back, and an olive-green belly. Females are duller with an olive-green head. TheʻŌʻū has a pink, finch-like bill and pink legs.
OU
OU or Ou or ou may stand for:
Universities
United States
Asia, Canada, Europe, New Zealand
Other uses
O.U. (Gone, Gone)
"O.U. (Gone, Gone)" is a single released by British pop band Pulp in 1992. The song was later included on the compilation album Intro – The Gift Recordings in 1993.
Track listing
All songs written and composed by Jarvis Cocker, Russell Senior, Steve Mackey, Nick Banks and Candida Doyle.
References
Podcasts:
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by Dave East
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by A-1
A-1
by: Dave EastA 1 nigga and it go
Life is a bitch and then you gotta die
Killing these niggas ...ain't gotta try
The truth is set you free so I ain't gotta lie
We from the bottom, kick the bottom, that's the bottom line
I wasn't the kid that teachers like
Holly with the church ain't live the preachers life
I have my eyes on the preacher wife
Devil got my conscience how the fuck I'm 'pose to sleep at night?
I remember nights I wan't eating right
Smoking so much 'I wasn't breathing right
These was just bookers never will read as right
Late night we're hookers bunching my hit in time
Spending riffs in the trap thinking I need a life
You wanna ride pick a side but on this side this shit is life
Talking and still just pop me a half of a pill
My nigga I'm own it on the dark
Forgive me for all the sins hope that I wake up in the morning
I'mma hustle 'til my day come
Hustle in quite try to my case come
Standing on the couch and popping bottles 'til the case drop
Tell me what you need I got that work and bitch is A1
Put that on A1, codeine A1
Cush smoke A1, wiping code A1
Stressing out A1, back it up A1
Bringing back A1, my hood's working got good work
My life falling you time line they jamming on your playlist
My bicthes soke at they own money
All your bitches it's basic
Nineteen I have to pay rent I was outside you stayed in
Half on my niggas it's catch in and the other half will stay friends
With this new work named A1 drop that when they taste this
One fine but we ain't kicks, let me hold this out of great eight six
Smoking out all this bank account
That A1 make 'em take it out
Fucked up you eat it out I got hit, you was make it up disgusting
You want a verse with your budget
I cover first with a busting
I ain't hard to find I'm in public
Had all the diamonds and I'm clicking
Up in the studio dogging, I was dog double of my mission
No growd it I smoke nuggets
No pirax in that kitchen, she's back, Jesus and I digging scales
Apologize to my mama, both of her sons been in jail
We couldn't avoid that bullshit
On that chain we took that right back on these cold streets
Walk in if I won't push back, still high and piegual, we book that
I'mma hustle 'til my day come
Hustle in quite try to my case come
Standing on the couch and popping bottles 'til the case drop
Tell me what you need I got that work and bitch is A1
Put that on A1, codeine A1
Cush smoke A1, wiping code A1
Stressing out A1, back it up A1
Bringing back A1, my hood's working got good work
We're all mad, we're all hear
This ain't chance to blow,
What you'll call at they call back but my phone it's broke
Change my number, got gunners, don't run after smoke
When that keep come, my day one got A1 for sure
Say they all mad, they all heart this ain't chance to blow
This ain't chance to blow,
What you'll call at they call back but my phone it's broke
Change my number, got gunners, don't run after smoke
When that keep come, my day one got A1 for sure
I'mma hustle 'til my day come
Hustle in quite try to my case come
Standing on the couch and popping bottles 'til the case drop
Tell me what you need I got that work and bitch is A1
Put that on A1, codeine A1
Cush smoke A1, wiping code A1
Stressing out A1, back it up A1
Bringing back A1, my hood's working got good working
My hood's working got good working
My hood's working got good working
My hood's working got good working
A1 nigga, A1 nigga, peace