Lyrics:
neck get my nips erect (Ow!)
Chains on, blunt sparkin'
Hood sex, so we in bonnets
His&hers, don't tell Mrs. Parker (Haha)
Alizé with some Welch's
Written by bob welch.
Two different glasses are filled with champagne
What is the meaning of this ?
Cause all of that atmosphere painfully made
Has
to be greater man I'm working to ascend
Put me in a box but man I cannot be contained
I know I flex a lot but every single thing I gained
I gained it by
my name, yeah
For the purple rain, for the purple rain, for the purple rain
One more drink and that shit get bang bang bang
Hit it from the back, yeah
I'LL ScIL 'EM UP cND DOWN,
I'LL ScIL 'EM UP TO BOB CcY, I'LL ScIL 'EM UP cND DOWN,
ScIL BOcT, ScIL BOcT, ScIL BOcT, ScIL,
WRITTEN BY KIRKLcND BODIE,
got time to kill
I'm intricate to be up in it
So I defend every minute, cons hoping for dimes to deal
Perimeters occupied by a few chosen
To take
the Rover and come over
Tell your friends jump in the GS-3, I got the *** by the tree
I love it when you call me big poppa
Throw your hands in the air, if
I, I didn't cry
Those sunny days never pass you by
California and the good, good life, I loved it so
But like you too I get the blues
And now I say
I got some demands
Counting these bands
They lookin so grand
Don’t get too attached
I’m just out here for the fam
It rains here a lot
The wait takes
of the dreamer
And the neither can work
Without their receiver
So either either biophilia by affiliate
Bounced sound through windows
Keeping them apart
And get it
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 fucking albums out or I announce it, play it
Please, I'll be counting my lucky fuckin stars I'm about to say it
Dip and bob ya head
Dip and bob ya head
So that's it, I got out of bed and took a bath
And got ready to go to the studio
And I got Kevin's reply by email
I called him up and asked if he
Constipated
They wonder why it's so killa, cause a monster made it
My shit is hard! I'm the greatest
Look around, that's why everybody's congregated
My
We made Oklahoma a little after 3
Randy, his brother Bob and my old GMC
We had some moonshine whiskey and some of Bob's homegrown
We were so messed
taken by surprise when I quickly closed my eyes.
So she rang the bell, and quick as hell
Bob the Nob came out on his job
To see what the trouble was.
blues
Down a secondary road that
Severely shows it's age
The forties comes to life
On a makeshift stage
It's the Bob Roberts Society Band
Playing every
jodaci
smoking loud pack
Just purchased it over seas
Bright light shining down on me Gotta notice we
Welch world 103
murder for capital
("Lucifer, Lucifer, son of the morning! I'm gonna, chase you out of, earth")
Kanyeezy you did it again, you a genius nigga!
this on lock arrested
So you gotta a man or you kinda taken?
Or are you the type to tell me it's complicated
If not, then what you standing there
mommy (I'm hustling, hustling)
(Have that cash on the deck)
You see me walking by, don't deny me
I just pulled up in this cart (cart)
Got your
Leather Jackets
And pushing goose is what got me by
Was in the hood
Like dirty corners and liquor stores
I hustled women
Wilt chamberlain
Dangerous
We made Oklahoma a little after 3
Randy, his brother Bob and my old GMC
We had some moonshine whisky
And some of Bob's homegrown
We were so
We made Oklahoma a little after 3
Randy, his brother Bob and my old G-M-C
We had some moonshine whiskey
And some of Bob's homegrown
We were so
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