Lyrics:
God made it if you want some love)
See, B.O.B. can't kiss those thighs (you better know)
B.O.B. can't share your morning rise (I even touch myself
sleepy?
How the hell I'm gonna tell the youth don't be me?
Yea, ha ha
(I love it) Does your daddy think you perfect, does he know for certain?
Does he know
on the track
So say what you like, you just givin' me gas
So by now, I got enough to drive to Venus and back
So I'ma
[Chorus - B.o.B]
Make a lot of money
(Make
dic-tionary full of words
He must know how to use 'em
It also says I play the violin and that ain't true but
You give me six strings and a pick
And I will
of luck"
He said, "Well if you can't pot the black, and you know it's not the cue
It may be time to ask yourself, what would Bob do?"
What would Bob do?
And if you don't believe me, ask your dad (put that down)
And if you don't believe him, ask your mom (you can ask)
She'll tell you how she does 'em all
And if you don't believe me, ask your dad (put that down)
And if you don't believe him, ask your mom (you can ask)
She'll tell you how she does 'em all
the chronic by the tree
"I love it when you call me big poppa"
Throw your hands in the air, if you'se a true player
"I love it when you call me big pop-pa"
the chronic by the tree
"I love it when you call me big poppa"
Throw your hands in the air, if you'se a true player
"I love it when you call me big pop-pa"
can't catch a L, Don ’s how they name me
Man them bitches mad , they wanna blame me
I hate this
Wasn't enough so I gave her back that love she gave me
I got the chronic by the tree, 'cause
(I love it when you call me Big Poppa)
Throw your hands in the air, if you's a true player
(I love it when
me a clap. A yes is fine (laughing) ok? (voice from audience â??I love that songâ??) Thank you. Praise God. I tell you, I know everybody's in the same
and wisdom, it's a mystery
I drop science for the ones who know it's me
You say I'm dope, cool, it makes sense
I ain't conceited, I'm just convinced
evict you from your residence
Hov wrote about me on "Dead Presidents
" never irrelevant
Not a soul on earth would love
Me if I weren't me
No matter what
ass if you
Think this nigga sick as Cass
This nigga trash
And you wanna know what else
Rhyme with trash Dizaster? Ya cab-dispatcher
A swagless rapper
If you mad bout bih, I'm sorry, can't help it
Quit cuffin that bih, Nxgha that's selfish
Sip big drank shxt thick like Welch's
Smoke big gas, Wood
by the tree cuz
Chorus:
[I love it when you call me Big Poppa]
Throw your hands in the air, if you's a true playa
[I love it when you call me big
by the tree cuz
Chorus:
[I love it when you call me Big Poppa]
Throw your hands in the air, if you's a true playa
[I love it when you call me big
ARTHUR: Well, I AM king...
DENNIS: Oh king, eh, very nice. An' how'd you get that, eh? By
exploitin' the workers -- by 'angin' on to outdated
: Hey, listen, know who you could be if I gave you this little hat and this bag to go over your shoulder?]
[Anything Muppet #1: I could be a laundry
the knob
So do a good job, why don't ya let me know HOW YA LIVIN HOBBES?
Whassup wit ya girl? Ya know I like the way your earrings jang
And your booty
you're mine
Oh mine (Mine, oh mine)
Treasure, that is what you are
Honey you're my golden star
I know you can make my wish come true
If you let me
Peep how the words i be spitting accented by verbs pay attention
WELCH
Im Underrated slept on as if i'm NyQuil to be quite real
Don't give a damn how
MC Lyte]
Come along way but we're still not there yet
[Bob Marley]
I'n'I will see you through
Jah knows the mighty cry, the truth it cannot hide
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