Lyrics:
my eyes
Swingin' them hips when you pass
I'm visualizing my name tattooed on that ass baby
Jump on this Harley
Lets go smoke some of that Bob
why oh why oh why
It's always the good ones that have to die
Oh why oh why oh why
Bob Marley die, ?Jacob Miller? die
(repeat)
Another day another
On the night of my last rap
Africa's gon' be run by blacks
And no where 'round will there be crack
Jamaica's gon' get Bob Marley's back
And all my tigas gon'
Wonder even gon' regain his sight
cfrica's gon' be run by blacks
Jamaica's gon' get Bob Marley's back
Ride like a maniac
cll in the Cadillac
livin' life
Wonder even gon' regain his sight
cfrica's gon' be run by blacks
Jamaica's gon' get Bob Marley's back
Ride like a maniac
cll in the Cadillac
livin' life
got it made,
If Jesus payin LeBron, I’m paying Dwayne Wade,
3 dice cee-lo
3 card marley,
Labor day parade, rest in peace Bob Marley,
Statue
punk cyaan finish weh Bob Marley started
Gong to the Zilla, I'm the Don Die-Hearted
Anywhere me go, dem roll out red carpet
Some man a buy car and nah
I'ma live through 'em
Word to Bob Marley he put memories in melodies
It's relevant in the present though he made it in the 70's
That right there was
infahmah wan' come find mi
Smokin' on Bob Marley
Mi hit di stage and di gyal jump 'pon mi
A bodmon song
A bodmon song mi ah sing, yeah
One bodmon song
sheriff
Cause me Bob Marley, catch the drift? (yeah)
A same so we deal wid it
Me nuh inna bubbles, just di clips
Pull up wid di blue tips
When me buck yuh
When Calle cheated on you
I had your back n shit
First off ya boy
He look like Bob Marley
I can tell you insecure
Cuz you be showing off your body
the impossible
I know that God's got me, this a block party
and I'm bringing the peace like I'm Bob Marley
But I'm doing so without ganj on me, don't need to pop
to roll up, cowboy tradition
Or burn a Peace Pipe, and Cythe like the Injins
Or burn a big spliff, Bob Marley style
Buffalo Soldier, Rosta Farey style
Time: 2:52 beach bum music bmi/beachead music, inc. ascap
Producer: brian wilson/russ titelman
Engineered by jim linker and rob klohs at dolphin
Farad Muhammad
Medgar Evars and Bob Marley, I'm God-Body
The scripture says Allah's inside me, show love
I was hugged by the arms of Gandhi, gave me my
Rider
I żeby pachniał nawet twój jebany pot Clain'em
Ten kolo chciałby rymami ciąć kartkę jak Ghostwriter
Do tego jarać tyle ile Bob Marley
Mieszkać tam
yeah
Be my shawty be my sugar pie
Oh wey oh wey
Malaysia dubai cairo we go fly
Oh wey oh wey
And every body busy getting high
No woman no cry
Bob Marley
problem
She call me Trinidaddy when I touch on she body
When she get the cocky she scream out oh lawdy
2023 Rita and Bob Marley
All on eyes on us when we
want no ice Cream, and we
Gonna catch us a body, we smokin' on Bob just like Marley, I stuff the racks In your
Shell cab, I put the racks in my trully's
failed attempts of more tries
I'm Bob Marley, Woman No Cry
So what you wanna do
I know I want it too
And truth be told
Don't wanna lose
Still, I'll be
drinking
I'm thinking spliff uplifting conscious vibin while I'm driving
Bob Marley, stay fire blazing burn weed with chuuuch & das hym
No jokin thats why I
then 6 Shot baby
hot like a smokin tree baby you think I'm crazy
keep the windows foggy in the black Harley
puffin on Bob Marley the sticky ick-no seeds
part the sea, what's your fragrance, tasting like Baileys
Put me in a spell like seance
Shelter when it's rainy, Bob Marley, what's your preference?
of tha Bob Marley on 55 (Jacktown)
Go hit my nigga Slow on Les Street
My block, G Street no bitch street
Coke, weed, x pills couldn't miss me
On my
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