Lyrics:
died a year ago
I was still tryin' to find my way back whole
Went to work for the INS on the line
With the California Border Patrol
Bobby Ramirez
years is the limit, but eight will do
By then there'll be Bobby-
-And Teddy, too
Or Peter or Stephen-
-Or even you
Ooh!
And then there's
man?
Of course!
Can we gather a cadaver from the local morgue?
Charles, this is a secret mission
We can't go raising any suspicion
Luckily I know
man?
Of course!
Can we gather a cadaver from the local morgue?
Charles, this is a secret mission
We can't go raising any suspicion
Luckily I know
the beginning, oh!
I be with a bitch that
Look like Kim Kardashian
Shitting on these niggas not by purpose
But by accident big cribs, I be 'laxing in
(Ho) , you
Well, I ain't never been nowhere near Angola
Louisiana down in St charles Parish where
The sun won't go alone
Well, but injustice is not
Confined
but
Even though you really look so fine
And we've been having good times
I'm gonna wait, till my Bobby gets home
Wait till my baby gets home
hit the booth
I gotta be ready for every line I gotta make sure I can't lose
I mimic a star by the way that I shine I cannot confine just for you
the room
Then my shoddie then ee paddies onhuu me naaa na osu (charle)
I won't lie I still do love you
But no one has hurt me this bad
Don’t you dare call
Terry’s turning up the hi-fi
Turning over Playboy’s sticky pages
Charles prefers the Country Life
But no-one’s burst his bubble
For simply ages
Two
a tiny little scratch on his toe
Didn't even hurt
Charles Nelson Reilly figured out cold fusion
But he never ever told a soul
I've seen the man unhinge
competition can't see me 'cause I don't own a mirror
But, Marshall, you are terrific, so smart and gifted
I'm so narcissistic, when I fart I sniff it
Do
She turns and said "Are you alright?"
I said I must be fine 'cause my hearts still beating
Come and kiss me by the riverside
Yeah Bobby said its
She turns and said "Are you alright?"
I said I must be fine 'cause my hearts still beating
Come and kiss me by the riverside
Yeah Bobby said its
Revolution might be televised
But make sure if they do see
Them people see my good side
Black nigga with intellect
Sixth grade I was Special Ed
Tenth
I'm the shit, been a pimp since I first saw a tit
The crazy white people are the ones getting famous
Somebody please don't let Charles Manson name us
I
look but I swear she saw me
She ain't look but I swear she called me
She ain't look but I swear she called me
While riding with my dawg lil Bobby
Lil
(Stop playin' wit 'em, Riot)
Grrah
Shittin' on bitches my hobby
I be goin' dumb and I'm feelin' euphoric (grrah)
We go like Whitney and Bobby
on somebody
Somebody gon' do that shit man shake it Ricky Bobby
I might just go and do that dance dance by myself
I might just go and get that Benz all by
for my boys but bitch you own a fuckin musket
Build a wall around my crib cause no one else is to be trusted
Bobby carries glocks and he don't talk
wanna be the, the, the king
They wanna be the, the, the king
They wanna be the, the, the king (king)
[Verse 1: Jay-Z (Chris Martin)]
Inspired by
My man full, he just ate
I don't duck nobody but tape
Yeah, that was a setup
For a punchline on duct tape
Wo-Wo-Wo-Worried 'bout if my butt fake
plant her feet
When she's bellow another's rise
But when I look upon myself
It's just a shot of shimmers and waves!
Well, Bobby, he's afraid of being
the club
We throwed them hunnids not no ones
Throwing them hunnids we fuck them
Whole by the firm
Step in the club
Pocket full of hundred, no ones
Choppa
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