Lyrics:
shine
Don't let the literati break you down
Walking into Billy Bob's in pinstripe pants, holding court with the party crew
They call me city boy
still
Twist and bang your spine (Just)
Bob your head like me, aplde
Up inside the club or in your Bentley
Get messy, loud and sick
Y'all mind pass normal
here
I can make it anywhere, yeah they love me everywhere
I used to cop in Harlem, all of my Dominicano's
Right there up on Broadway, pull me back
Belle Starr, Belle Starr, tell me where you have gone
Since old Oklahoma's sand hills you did roam?
Is it heaven's wide streets that you're tying
Jim Reed by the dark of the moon
And your son Ed was blowed down in a drunken saloon
Then there was Bob Younger, you loved him so well
He rode with
And then the kerosene
Is brought down from the castles
By insurance men who go
Make sure nobody is escaping
To Desolation Row
Bob praise be to Nero's
Frank zappa (lead guitar, vocals)
Ike willis (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Ray white (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Bob harris (boy soprano, trumpet)
Steve vai
Ayy, Bob, what up? Yeah, haha!
Meek Milly ha! Grand Hustle in the building!
Ayy hey!
It's B-O, B-O lil' C on the beat
Haha yeah
Yeah, ayy, ah ah ah
Yup, yup, yessir yup, yup, yessir
Ayo, let me enlighten y'all
Let me spark this shit
We amongst the yellow juice sippers
And the kush crumblers
the evil that man do, we dismantle any adversary
Them niggas all thumbs and can't handle my flurry
Hear me, you jam on, you want to scare me
Don't even
got a family to feed
Shit ain't easy
I see these niggas watching all my moves
Like bob tv
Remember when that woman broke my heart
Shouts out keke
But I
[Marc 7]
It's all splendid
Yeah, like Kevin Lockerbie
Rockin' some beige Wallabees
Blinded by the mockery
[Soup]
Time is never stoppin' me
Drop
go everyday thinkin' what it'd be like if y'all never left
It's just unreal for me to believe that you're gone
As I see it, there ain't gon' be a way
by sayin'
I don't like this beat
But I weather the storm, I'ma lightening streak
Uh, Weezy F. Baby, I do it big, weigh me
Them crazy freaky bitches
Dashing through the snow
In a one-horse open sleigh
O'er the fields we go
Laughing all the way (ha ha ha)
Bells on bob-tails ring
Making spirits
know the business
Pop his ass, we drop his ass, that be that green flag activity
All these niggas talkin' 'bout killin' me, so bet, let's get it
life for it
Some belief in me is all that I need
I know it, so be it, it be so, so it be
I never ask for it, that’s just me being me
State of the free
Stray bullet!
Ive played my part
Dey by myside make you no
Leave me, mafimikpa
Mafimikpa, cos you dey wound me, dangerous
No need protection
for missing assignments
I did it dolo
I did it by myself
Don't Cheddar Bob yourself tryna shoot below the belt
I'm top dawg like them boys on money
Here I sit at a table all alone,
watchin' you the way I have, so many times before,
an' tonight, just like me, you're lonely too
an' the sadness that
you got an army
Dirty money in the laundry, don't ask why, I got my reasons
I puff that Bob Marley, might hit you with the Tommy
You can catch me in
should quit.
[Chorus: x2]
Ya I get high.
You might see me stroll by
in the Bob Marley tie die with the red eye.
I'm sick now.
I think I'm
might smoke a nigga, I might give his mother daisies
Rest in peace Bob 'cause that's how Bob raised me
He was fuckin' with that dope, Medellin, we was
eyes for disguise, talkin like them white guys
Shallow demeanor, karma was the main schemer
What could be greener, when all I thought about was Beemers
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