Lyrics:
is ground control to major Tom, you've really made the grade
And the papers want to know whose shirts you wear
Now it's time to leave the capsule if
they say how can you be so great
I told em im not great yo
Im the baddest
you should know my name at this point
you copying sounds
I'm repping rhymes
the type of nigga drop some hits and dip, like I'm Bob, like I'm B.O.B., I might need a wish right now, if I shoot my shot, you know it's gon' switch right
on me
This that leave Her lonely
Get it by my lonely
Heard the top feel lonely
All i know i want it
All i know i want it
This that 3rd degree
This
to blow the dust off
Now what's what?
The flow's too skippy, no hopscotch
You know I hot-step
Through hell and burn my own socks off
Make it bang
in you
What I've got you've got to get it put it in you
Reeling with the feeling don't stop continue
Realize I don't want to be a miser
Confide with
is Ground Control to Major Tom
You've really made the grade
And the papers want to know
Whose shirts you wear
Now it's time to leave
The capsule
they don't know it's all a lie
Extraordinarily ordinary
An over average boring Mary
The lack of thrill is truly scary
But that's nothing to Tom, Dick,
that album
The Score by The Fugees
Or Bob Marley's greatest hits
The Legend album
Or the Blueprint
Or Abbey Road
Or something that
When you hear it
Giving it over, giving it over
Yeah, I'm giving myself to a true love at last
Giving myself to a true love at last
You don't know where the wind's
heard me, and yes I'm sure
I know you think I'm going there, but let's be fair
It's not a conspiracy anymore
It's really happening for sure
The Matrix
thousand I ain't been the same
Know I'm yelling bob, it's on my chain and my pinky rang (BOB BOB)
If you took my shoes it still don't fit the same (Still
body
Write what you want
Say what you want 'bout me
If you're wonderin'
Know that I'm not sorry
Do what you want
What you want with my body
What you
With so much innocence we have to implement
She was slightly out of place
But if you grant us a grain of your grace
I'll assure you it's only stress
Cheddar Bob
You hear em chatter on
Dragging people to Babylon
Back em against the wall like where you hear that from (I read a blog)
Had it with y'all
little bitch ass for frontin
You poor little crackhead ass ain't hurtin nuttin
Nigga you want the fame, now you're famous overnight
Famous for getting
Imma sexy educator
Let me entertain ya
Take you to España
Call you my señorita
(Imma tell you this)
You know what I want
You know what the deal is !!
All my niggas playing god boy I'll remove you from this earth
Nah I can't get a job ya I'm on fraud & moving work
Think that I'm Bob Marley by
I Just Want You Girls To Win Cause You’re So Use To Losing, Ya’ll Don’t Know When You’ve Won
That’s The Sh!t That I’m Trying To Talk About
You Know
I Just Want You Girls To Win Cause You’re So Use To Losing, Ya’ll Don’t Know When You’ve Won
That’s The Sh!t That I’m Trying To Talk About
You Know
Taking the commons anyway
Cannot do anything about it
Not even a warrior 'cause you can't start war
You're not a fucking military
Such a lala bob
you
Mean? She shouts it out all of the time"
Y'all don't want me to rep
Y'all y'all don't hear when
I rep y'all cause y'all
Be dick-riding everybody
to money I just had a wedding)
Fucking on Keisha I nut on her belly
Airbnb we don't do know Telly
You want dem p's you know we can mail it
Type in yo visa
back"
I say, I see no problem, bro, because I got it like that
So if you really want to know who's doin' who
You can tell your hos right that I'll be
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