Lyrics:
teachers wanna fail her
Cause she gave me by the trailer
Woman nuh cry, but she's a wailer
Bob's real daddy was a sailor
Like MC Hammer, had to nail her
I dey hustle cuz even my skele go run
Even dem paddi go bob
Won ma japa tan if me I no make am if me I no make am
Shugbon temi ba wa aa ireti
of Heaven, girl
I was blown away by
Your sexiness
All I have to do is
Catch up to you
Slow down
I just wanna get to know you
But don't turn around
of Heaven, girl
I was blown away by
Your sexiness
All I have to do is
Catch up to you
Slow down
I just wanna get to know you
But don't turn around
Yo, Tim, Yo, Bob
We had to do it, man
Yeah, we got to praise God
While we got the chance
I'm gonna praise God while I got the chance
Watch me while
like to go to Morrow so can I go today and get to Morrow by tonight if there is no delay?"
"Well, well," said he to me, "and I've got no more to say.
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
Words and music by bob seger
I was born at the break of dawning
In the last days of the last great war
My father was not in the fighting
And my
the Lucki Eck$
Feel like I'm poppin' myself
And still count that Cheddar Bob
Like I be poppin' myself
Cause baby I know you know me
And I'm knowin' you do
We
the wolf, knocking on his door
"Little pig, little pig, let me in"
"Not by the hair of my chinny, chin, chin"
"Little pig, little pig, let me in"
"Not
the wolf, knocking on his door
"Little pig, little pig, let me in"
"Not by the hair of my chinny, chin, chin"
"Little pig, little pig, let me in"
"Not
how 'bout dat
How 'bout dat, look at me like "Bob
Why you stuntin' like that?"
Ahh, tell 'em blame it on the black Cadilac
I hop out that, haters, hop
rising
We all smile
We all sing
Then the girl in the cafe taps me on the shoulder
I realize five years went by and I'm older
Memories smolder,
the Olympics, I'd get all three medals
Lit on fire, makin' me perspire
Always in the appropriate attire
Tick to the tock, rock around the clock
You can beam me up
goin' out sad (not at all)
Got my feet propped up by the poolside
While I'm plottin' onna studio and new ride
Idea came thru witta freeway slap
Freeway
Twenty-four hours in the same place
Told 'em I need me a vaca'
I never get 'round to the vaca'
Bank statements making me lazy, every day payday
I
[DMC]
I'm just an MC, that's all that I be
I speak freely, clearly, you see
The people in the world, they all know me
So why sometimes I feel so
Hey
Ah, ah
It's Bob
Yo
Escape with the rhythm
I take what I'm given
And break my way through the hatred
And make my sacred religion
I feel awakened
appears to be a random drive-by shooting
"Meanwhile, Eminem is rumored to be"
"On and off again relationship with"
"This just in, a tour bus involving
and hidin'
Diddy-wah-diddy all by myself
The sun is shining, there's a silver lining
Get my glad rags off of the shelf
Hey-bob-a-ri-ba, goin' back to my gal.
and Patrick, me and Deezy both up
Talking all that shit and we gon pop him like the Dirty Bubble
Getting bread, Mr. Krabs, had to go and beat the struggle
I
pink and ebony
I'm cut from a different type of cloth, different pedigree
I'm all in the stu, hits on hits. Might just bob and weave
Yes I'm in this room
And the blues fell, mama's child
Tore me all upside-down
Blues fell, mam's child
And it tore me all upside down
Travel on, poor Bob
Just can't turn you 'round
And believe me you don't want part of that
You don't want none of this Mayhem Click
And we're out
Look at all these rumors, started by jealous people
Look
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