Lyrics:
a pack lay my head back lettin' my head bob. RIP to the greatest of all, without his work I would have never evolved into a rap god.
Damn that weed smells
ain’t by mistake
Feed the fam they all getting plates
If we got problems, ima have my niggas send you home
That’ll put em in they place
Gold grills while
the Bobs Beethoven too
Benzodiazepines
Big up Bjork and Biggy Smalls
Big up poets in the hall
Meditation led me down a different path
Not faced with
he makes the party Boing, Boing
Bob Digi makes the party Boing, Boing
[Mr. Tibbs]
I'm a country man at heart but a city man by nature
'cause even
and dogs and helicopter buzzin' all around
They had the brothers on the pickup hood and me down on the ground
Bob flew all to pieces but Randy he held tight
the brothers on the
Pickup hood and me down on the ground
Bob flew all to pieces but randy he
Held tight when a black man in a
Suit and tie stepped out
on the
Pickup hood and me down on the ground
Bob flew all to pieces but randy he
Held tight when a black man in a
Suit and tie stepped out into the light
He
It's a, it's a vibe
Ultimata!
All my homies we all on the studio tour bus right now (ay ay ay ay)
This is Stoney Bob live in a room from
off
With the sauce Bob Ross used to draw glocks
Now I draw art like Basquiat off tops
Y’all lost....
Muhammad Ali tell me who the greatest
I'm a Make
niggas looking like Sisqo
Vvs shine like a disco
Carlisle got a lot of rich folk popping
Like Crisco they hate me like Chris though
Still in the hood
like this...
The part of Bruce the Duck is played by an oboe...
Louie the Cat is a clarinet. All right, he's not really a
clarinet. He's just --- you
reverse the crash
reverse the blast and reverse the car
Reverse the day and there you are, Bobalob
Lord forgive him, we all have sinned
But Bob's a good
Bob Tem?
Tem did not go to Cool leg to think hard)
I'm Bob i'm Bob i'm Bob i'm Bob
(They didn't pay me enough to
Come up with more lyrics hi i'm Bob
phones and all set ‘em to flight mode,
And let the horns fly through the hook and take us right home
CHORUS
I wanna party like Bon Scott on Charlie, Bob
Superstition
名神
It's the wicked within me
Caw and caw and bob
It's the wicked within me caw and bob
It's the wicked within me
I'm sitting slither like
Within me
the girlies in the back seat
the 5-0 cant catch me
and if you want me you can find me
i'm puffin on the bob marley (bob marley)
i got my homie riding shotty
got me framded!"
They called me the Reverend when I entered the Church unstained;
My employers have changed but the name has remained.
It all began
Man i hate it when I'm in the club
Or out on the streets and
All these cats run up on me
Talkin bout what they doin, and
Who they set the liquor
Already on me
Shoutout to Fregley
Man, you so deadly
But that’s not who this about,
Songs about a real special guy
Who goes by the name Bob Duncan
(Hyah)
the sea
Working for some man who may not know at all who I might be
If you ever see me coming and if you know who I am
Don't you breathe it to nobody
Girl, this rubbled mess was caused by my neglect.
Of course, I'll pay and by the way, my dear,
Here comes Bob!
I ain't subtle in my ways of making
you wanna rewind me
All the labels wanna sign me
For the right reasons we aim to please
Huntin' dollars and it's buck season 'Cause
Various women, I'm
it all
I got a bedroom, every mirror in town
They're going to claim me if I fall
So bob your sweet head
Brother Ziggy going to play
I'm just
it all
I got a bedroom, every mirror in town
They're going to claim me if I fall
So bob your sweet head
Brother Ziggy going to play
I'm just
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