Lyrics:
drop, people listen to it
To it, to it, to it
Vas-y suce mon flow, vas-y suce mon bob, vas-y suce mon équipe
Vas-y suce mon flow, vas-y suce mon bob
Australia burned
So did Paradise and Malibu
Seems even the California coast was toast
I was friends with a frog, whose name was Bob.
I was fond of Bob
Chicago or on the Bob and Tom show,
YEAH TOAST!!!!!!!!
(weird noises)
toast
chevalier effeil tower
Oh oui maria bagette bon soir
FRENCH TOAST!!!!!
FRENCH TOAST!!!!!
In Chicago or on the Bob and Tom Show
YEAH TOAST!!!!!
Yeahuau,
MTV with Kurt Lod'
With the Q-four-feezy, be hurtin folks
Keep the bird toast, black handle, horoscope hood scandle
You the type of niggas puffin in
MTV with Kurt Lod'
With the Q-four-feezy, be hurtin folks
Keep the bird toast, black handle, horoscope hood scandle
You the type of n****s puffin in
the first line when I pray
I know life is never fair so i play by my rules
Got my head up in the sky now I move like I'm flawless
Tom's got too much pride
Sunset Sunday starts feeling scary
Bob Saget hosted a sweet sanctuary
Who do you love and who do you tolerate?
Tom made it fun watching grown men's
I wanna party like Bon Scott on Charlie, Bob Marley non-stop,
Chris Farley pissed, party on like the bombs dropped,
So if you're drunk on Friday
Uh
Uh huh
Uh huh
Uh
Uh huh
Uh huh
Aye
Aye
Yo mama kicked me out her house
Just cuz i'm tighter than her blouse
I'm Tom, she Jerry
Flyer than Fairy
guitar bum whose name I never knew
Old School Nashville, Harlan Howard, Bob McDill
Tom T Hall go drink your fill and blow us all away
There was this
Yeah i do it for the sport
For the sport haha
Uh jammin', jammin’
Jammin' like Bob Marley's cousin
Pop yo bitches stomach while
You fucking cuddling
Days Of 49
~~~~~~~~~~
Im old tom moore from the bummers shore in that good old golden days
They call me a bummer and a ginsot too, but what cares
the morning, I'll make you up
Some tea and toast"
Well, they met through a friend who introduced them
And the first thing Tom said was, "Would you like
从头开始就没善他表面兔子却是狼豺
电话那头传来质疑声说lie lie
everyone can talk about this
e-pal bob and Mike
i try day by day never say die
listen this real shit called tom type
wake up young
straight flights no turbulence
Grab you by your throat no turtle necks
Pause, juggle it
Ion fuck with toms ain't muggling
Better Chase a bag don't fumble it
I'm old Tom Moore from the bummer's shore in that good old golden days
They call me a bummer and a gin shot too, but what cares I for praise ?
I
Alright, before we get it started
Before we did 'Smoke two joints', that was Jack from the Toys
And that song 'Rivers Of Babylon'
Was written by
Alright, before we get it started
Before we did 'smoke two joints', that was Jack from the Toys
And that song 'Rivers Of Babylon'
Was written by
Of fashion and flair
Have Bob and Danny Zarem (22) fly down
The older set'll need a pet
So who do you get well Danny has a granny
(23) who's the talk
Marley, Tom Hardy, nigga yes
I’m probably God Body, Bob Marley, Tom Hardy in the flesh
Ay, do It for the 7, do It for the 3
Do It for the 9, do It for
a ride, now here's Tom with the weather
Hendrix was so high he was splitting mountains
Overdosed toast from the youthful fountains
Like U.F.O's over
Breakdance, break every bone in your body!
Bury you alive, and dance on your grave like Rock Steady!
A lotta rappers bein' pussy like Tom Petty!
I told you 'The
deckin', rubber neckin' in my tomb
Check it out yo, I smile like Groucho Marx
I make a joke, hokey pokey, and slide by like egg yolk
Play me like a punk like
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