Lyrics:
I for praise ?
I wander around from town to town just like a roving sign
And all the people say, there goes tom moore, in the days of 49
In the days
out your mouth
You might as well put on some heels
Cuz niggas is bitches
Bitches be acting like niggas
They swapping genders, I ain’t figure
Man I’m
girls on Mystique
I never got hit by a stray
Yeah, I thank God
We ain't play in the street
(Did not)
Now who getting caught up wit Crossfiyah
I told 'em
Mr. Bob Dobailina
Oh were has my mic gone? Tell me, have you seen her?
I stretch like a condom and gets plump like a weiner
Or a sasuage, but of course
You solo and you horny
You know you can just call me
Can beat it down to the morning
And then I have you snoring
She pretty like Lauren
Thick by
I be the goat
I be the legend for the occasion
I'm on the field giving directions
Making them plays
(Woah)
Tom Brady
Tom Brady
Tom Brady
Tom Brady
I
and smack somethin
I'm wild dude, you could probably find me on side two
If not I'm a holla like Ja Rule, get a dollar from my boo
And go and by a juice
can't get in your show
I'll take my tom tom and go
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
While you were mine
I got so hazy
While you passed by
I found my answer
doh fall down
Sexy body gyal ah whine
And roll they bottom
Tom Tom Tom Tom
Yeah so we do it
So we do it
So we do it in town
Town town town town
You know
my mama and the boys
I'm a buckling yeah you know it
Give me time I be grown
Get a hook get a hook like I’m mike
Get an arm like am Tom how I throw it
and smack somethin
I'm wild dude, you could probably find me on side two
If not I'm a holla like Ja Rule, get a dollar from my boo
And go and by a juice
leave you girl for anyone
My baby my baby
You sweet like Tom Tom
I go give(I go give)
I give you good love
Your body(Your body)
Dey make me want more
light
The girls in their summer clothes
Pass me by
Kid's rubber ball smacks
Off the gutter 'neath the lamp light
Big bank clock chimes
Off go
am finish
You know i love you like an Irish
You only girl that i cherish
You rocking with the star Bob Sēro
The number one bwoy pon di resident
Yin
enough
cant keep my drank in my double cups cant keep yo hoe off my fucking nuts
you got the bob you gone smoke or what egyptian bitch make me feel like
wander around from town to town just like a roving sign
And all the people say, "There goes Tom Moore, in the days of '49"
In the days of old, in
Tom Joad got out of the old McAlester Pen
There he got his parole
After four long years on a man killing charge
Tom Joad come a-walkin' down
Hey Bobby
Why are you stayin' in here in this shadow?
Come over by the fire
I'll have a drink with you
This is our house now
So let's act like
Tom Joad got out of the old McAlester Pen;
There he got his parole.
After four long years on a man killing charge,
Tom Joad come a-walkin' down
don’t you need me, to be the key, to be free
Clap your hands like this
Bob your head like this
Bob your head like this
Turn to be freaky, wife of Adam,
Cola
Bob and the weaven out the corner
I am a seasoned roper doper
Don't mean to overload ya like wave from the coldest corners
Touch and tickle nerves
she..)
Get freaky, let the head bob {x3} (Yeah)
Get freaky, get freaky
Psychedelic mama
Tell me girl, what's your sign?
You and me should get 2gether
drank with YSL just like a F- boss
Just like a f- boss, just like a
(Boss, boss)
Thugger Thugger, you
I want Michael Jackson layin', ooh
Aww I'mma cash
YSL just like a F boss
Just like a F boss just like a
Thugger Thugger you
I want Michael Jackson land ohh
Aww I'mma cash out
I'm high as hell ain't got
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