Lyrics:
robin
Shot him and his bitch while they was high got they heart jumpin
He couldnt bubble that but me im like sponge bob im gone bubble that
My bitch ass
ain't a rapper but if I was
This ain't some shit that I could rap after
Caught up in the rapture
You call yourself a factor you're lame
Paving a way Bob
out, enjoy myself to a song
I've been played by the BBC
And now billy big... feels like 10 foot 3
But I'm only 6 foot 1
With a stupid ginger beard
ain't
Cause all I got on me is a big fat bank
And I hope I don't get robbed by you know who
Make me donate some G's to the boys in blue
And if I
the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You see, I'm six foot one, and I'm
I said a hip hop, the hippie, the hippie
To the hip hip hop and you don't stop the rockin'
To the bang-bang, boogie, say up jump the boogie
cried
Go home, little boys, get off the court
It's a big man's game, you're much too short
Too short, my foot, that's just your way
Of saying you're
many men just wanna pretend
Times ticking but I ain't talking big ben
New man in christ transformed by the word
Now i'm moving like i'm the new 10
I told
This feels good right here.. Just happy to be here. I mean, I gota take a moment to thank those that made a difference..whether small or big. Damn,
tremble
But the dreadlocks say, fear not
Stamp foot and flatten a raindrop
For in Bob and his children's temple
It is strictly reality we are dealing
all seas in the hood like 12 Yee's
My whole camp Vhoorhies more cheese chase
Big bass from cartel like chapo in the place
Gwan be a tough guy your
up with Guru, of course
[Big Shug]
Young ladies, fly ladies, young ladies in the house
[Patra]
Bad, bad by law, you no say you're da numba one
(Who made this shit?)
(TayTayMadeTheBeat)
I said right foot creep, ooh, I'm walking with that heater
Look around, stay low, make sure they don't
everybody's gonna strip, and jump in the pool,
And doowhatwelike, yeah, and doowhatwelike.
Homegirls, for once, forget you got class,
See a guy you like:
everybody's gonna strip, and jump in the pool,
And doowhatwelike, yeah, and doowhatwelike.
Homegirls, for once, forget you got class,
See a guy you like:
jump shot
White out one block dancing, hip-hop
Gun store, liquor store
Liquor store, gun store foot Locker, usual
New shoes, new boo shoot you
Funeral
up with Guru, of course
[Big Shug]
Young ladies, fly ladies, young ladies in the house
[Patra]
Bad, bad by law, you no say you're da numba one
memories all the good times stay in the past
Small kids with a big laugh
Never thought that yours wouldnt last
On the freeway going like ninety
We was just
down the alleyway
Lookin' for a new friend
The man in the coonskin cap
In the big pen
Wants eleven dollar bills
But you only got ten
Maggie comes
[Biggie]
Check the pain I inflict, like a convict, the Fulton digger
Jump in the Acura Vigor, after I stick ya
Rip ya like a razor, straight up Henny
foot in the black and white two dimensional ghosts of Lithuania
And the other foot in sunny California where the people are all friendly
As they
Hold tight all the mandem inside the place
This is where it is happening yeah
Skepta, Devilman
This is the big clash right about now
This is how
Bob Marley said
Support the positive and transform the negative
Work through the struggle and reap all the benefits
United we stand divided we fall
Texas to Detroit (yo, ma)
Goddamn, mama, what's the point? (The fuck?)
So I would go in my room and pack my little bags (ugh)
Jump in the truck with my
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