Lyrics:
yourself
So you don't know what that mean, a'ight?
Who suped you up to do the record in the first place?
It lacked taste, you get "The Gas Face"
Why they always hatin’
I don’t know what they see in me,
But they don’t want no problems,
Actin scared as you can see,
N****s actin like some vaccines,
be claiming that she fine
So then why you using filters
Homeboy say he stacking bricks
Man you must be Bob the Builder
Oh my God yea on God
Y'all be
up, blowin' gas, weed noisy
She on that molly, won't stop talkin' that annoy me
I'm like, "Why don't you suck a nigga's dick or somethin'?"
Or take it
keep multiplying my career
I've never been one for crying tears
That'd be absurd
I don't know how to cry, I'm Amber Heard
I'm always kinda high, you
(Rob Crosby/Charlie Craig/Steve Wilkinson)
Me, sitting here by myself
Wondering what I can do
Now that I don't have to you
And me, trying
still flame
But they love you on the come-up 'cause you ain't tainted by fame
And you still they little secret
That's the type of bullshit that they
Okay
No Ceilings, motherfucker
Good morning
Dick in your mouth while you're yawning
I'm goin' in
Gudda, why they started me?
Marley, why they
daughter
You do a little dance and then you drink a little water
What I got, you gotta get it put it in you
What I got, you gotta get it put it in you
daughter
You do a little dance and then you drink a little water
What I got, you gotta get it put it in you
What I got, you gotta get it put it in you
And the surrounding blue sea that makes Australia grand
Hey! Do you know why Australians call their country the big wide land
It's because it's so BIG
So WIDE
And so
got slow went and got me a pound, that Towkio grown
TMZsocio, why they so nosy though?
These niggas lyin' I call 'em Pinocchio, ayy
You know this
Darhi
Soy como Bob, como Bob, Bob Esponja (Bob, como Bob, -Ponja)
En pasa po', pasa po', pasa poga (Po', po')
Conocí a do' pu', me las llevo en papu (Uh,
do good
Now they wonder why I'm steady
Screaming fuck that hood
Niggas talk crazy because I ain't there
They ain't crazy
They know me for beefing until
at you
Yeah, I know you hate a nigga, but I'm still smilin' too
(Will that be all, sir?) That'll do
Get money attitude
You weren't 'posed to catch no
He'll be kickin in heads at the punk rock show
Bob's the kinda guy who knows just what
Bob's the kinda guy who knows just what to do
When the doctor
eyes
The engine is the music and my nine's by my side
'Cause you know Y-A-U-C-H
I'm taking all MC's out in the place
Taking life as it comes, no fool
than this shit
Like what you gonna do about that
Like oh yeah, that's right yawl aint do shit
They tryna lock me up, and they rubbing me up and they
of ya'll motherfuckers out there, y'all know it!
I'm bout to show you right here, check it out
I been reppin' heavy to all you tardy cats
While you
I know I got religion
I belong to the laws and crew
You see we fought when we get happy
That's the way we Christian do
Oh
(Have you been tried-)
and goals that I know i'm achieving
I gotta do it before I think about leaving
If something get in my way then i'm bob and weaving
And I know I cannot let up
marching and dying all in one day
They played songs together, they sit up past the dawn
I wonder why this dream goes on
You know Bob was there last week
work
She know your a worker yeah you a rat you be informing
Pushing that loud just like a Harley
High as bob Marley 504 boi
I'm from New Orleans
taken by surprise when I quickly closed my eyes.
So she rang the bell, and quick as hell
Bob the Nob came out on his job
To see what the trouble was.
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