Lyrics:
you
(B.O.B. don't get freaky with you)
B.O.B. don't turn it around and make the bed bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, like I do
You need that real
Somebody hit the lights, so we can rock it day and night
People gettin' down, that's right, from AM to PM (AM to PM)
Everybody lookin' like stars
Somebody hit the lights, so we can rock it day and night
People gettin' down, that's right, from AM to PM (AM to PM)
Everybody lookin' like stars
's gotta be illegal, Bob!)
I can bring them chrome things for that drastic shit
Metal detectors, no problem, got that plastic shit
Witnessess, "I ain't
's gotta be illegal, Bob!)
I can bring them chrome things for that drastic s***
Metal detectors, no problem, got that plastic s***
Witnessess, "I ain't
(Woo-ha)
Stoney Bob want a snack
(Woo-ha)
Stoney Bob got the pack
(Woo-ha)
What's the craps on the motherfuckin' fucked that line up?
Nice
You make
stall
Stutter, softer than melted butter
There's no other word, go ask your mother
Hard solid as your city
Born in Brooklyn, can tell by the way that
Hello, well good evening ladies and gentlemen
What we like to do right here, well first let me let you know who I am
Well I go by the name
hay
You bitches wanna throw me
Up in Pelican's Bay
Call me an animal up in the system
But who's the animal that built this prison?
Who's the animal that
go by the name of Andre 3000, right
And we hail from a place called like Stankonia, GA, right
You know right now everyone wants to be from space
go by the name of Andre 3000, right
And we hail from a place called like Stankonia, GA, right
You know right now everyone wants to be from space
Double the money, maximum the wager
Put that money maker on ice
Bounce that-that on my oh yeah, my oh yeah (B-Bounce it)
Bounce that-that on my oh yeah,
what a twist
Adventure's unrelenting
Cost Bob his left wrist
Now wasn't that a nice little tune,
Welcome back to Picklety Live
We're at four PM in
needles through the hay
Every verse that I lay, causes minds to elevate
Conscious is born anew I see it on ya face
Now shake ya ass bob ya head wave ya
move forward by the aid of symbols
and we change those symbols as we move forward.
Who said that? Is there an echo in here? A catalectic tetrameter
in the PM
Like the football league
That shit's going straight into divisions
We're some real drug dealers
You won't need a prescription
All of my
attacked Pearl Harbor) a date which will live in infamy."
"This is Bob 'Command performance' Hope telling each Nazi that's in Russia today that, "Crimea
the town, yeah, yeah
And lil' baby got some ass, the way that it bounces, yeah, yeah
Paintin' on the boy like I'm Bob Ross
Big Boss, yeah, call me Rick Ross
Cruising round in that hoopty, got the diesel up on deck
My car cost a fraction of your, your bitch still breaking her neck
Club closed niggas what's
The shit that I ride in is never Boring
I be sleep on you niggas
You know i be snoring
Soldout many shows
I really be touring
Chase the bag
I really
Hanti Labalaba (Ye ye ye ya ya)
And it's your boy Creed
And it's your boy Creeeeed (Ye ye ye ya ya)
Bounce it all for me
Girl it's cool you see
Shaking
meet ya
Your a freak in the sheets
But a boss in the week
Mamacita nine pm, don't me to offend
But shake your derrière and I'll bend that
Knee you see,
thang
She distracting me oh god
Cant let her get me killed by some niggas that dont know my damn name
Pussy niggas that wanna stay the same
Follow me ima
that you feel it, shine
The rap is by fleezyfleez, beat is by HMX
Beats hard makes your head bob until you break your neck
Lyrics like an ancient text,
Discuss these bounce that by bob pm 1138 Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In