Lyrics:
"Oh I know I'm drunk now
Ladies and gentleman, I for-
I forgot my favorite man sitting over there
His name is"
Mista Dobalina, Mr. Bob Dobalina
"Oh I know I'm drunk now
Ladies and gentleman, I for-
I forgot my favorite man sitting over there
His name is"
Mista Dobalina, Mr. Bob Dobalina
would Bob do?
I was knocking on the pearly gates, made of precious stone
Looked kind of other worldly, inside there was a throne
I was let in by
will make you bob a while
Grab a cutie, Duke her Bootee, bust a ?? box
That's my duty, girl please do me, don't try to cock block
Give nuff respect, I
Written by bob welch.
Don't think your dreams are sane
They're taking over your life
I stuck to you but I found out
That you was the crazy kind
Now
who's up in that
Just like grape she ate up all my kids call it Welch's
Hit her from the back pull your hair leave you helpless
Always on my neck I lowkey
aye, who is Bob, aye
She said I'm a sweet soya sauce
I feel like ross
Getting beaten by the boss, yuh
Like a Mario Bros
Movie gang is the Boss
I'm so
And
Expressing
Our creation
Our creation
Of love
So when I have dinner
With my family
And then feel itchy
And scratch that itch
By engaging in phone sex
Or by
-Bobby Stevens
He's gonna keep you up all night
Bob-Bobby Stevens
He's on my mind, he's always right
Bob-Bobby Stevens
He is the demon by my side
He's the guy
some help
I wore y'all out like a belt
Played the cards I was dealt
Laugh at my pain that was felt
Heart on ice hope it don't melt
Heart on ice hope it
dude, please let him in
And if you feel in my heart that I long for revenge
Please blame it on the son of the mornin', thanks again
he makes the party Boing, Boing
Bob Digi makes the party Boing, Boing
[Mr. Tibbs]
I'm a country man at heart but a city man by nature
'cause even
off this bridge with my hip fucking tied to a boulder
I'm getting older
I'm getting older
Call up my orangutangian brother We go run a train again
with a scribble, now I'm flowing a river
She say my heart cold I'm naming my son December
Whitney died night before the Grammys, damn, what a memory
Written by bob welch.
Go on, you know you're only one
Set me free
You take me up and turn around
But let me in
Take this shadow from my eyes
bad
I don't want you out no more
Not even to the fucking store
I left my note by the door
You tore my heart, yea before
Sending you texts, just for you
my heart on the line
(Ooh) but swimming in your world
Is something spiritual (Ooh)
I'm born again evеry time you spend the night
(Ooh)
Causе your sex
told her then
Don't wanna hear you cry again
Dear heart, dear heart
Tell me, tell me what's the reason
Dear heart, dear heart
Tell me, tell me what's
nigga)
We used to dub cassettes but now we poppin' Percocets
I don't be in no pain, I just like how it feels
I close my eyes and follow beetles in
got no friends, man
Ain't got no future planned
Just Barney, my fiddle and the forest and I Bob T
"Fiddle, eh?"
"Yup. Here, let me show you what i
Bronx Style Bob is in the house, what you wanna do? (Party!)
Hen-Gee is in the house, what you wanna do, homeboy? (Party!)
My man Shaquel is in
and I rose again
I left these holes in my hand just so you know who I am
An alien, extraterrestrial, ET's a mini me, you understand?
Look what I did,
hear Cass spit again
My women friend? Bad Boy It's
All About The Benjamins
You bend your men over then stick it in
Bitch you feminine
You think cause you
on that stage
Fans been screaming out my name
Chedder Bob Chedder Bob
Yeah we need that change
And I won't stop till the whole world knows my whole
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