Lyrics:
Bobby Ray ha-ha
Show your belly button if you ain't a clone
Show your belly button if you ain't a clone
Show your belly button if you ain't a clone
If
you gon' step on me
Bitch, a issue if you thinkin' you gon' rep off me
And your finest nigga stankin', he ran up on me
Boy, I ain't playin' on bars,
they would not define me
You are the future
And then, will most loving US-AH! poses
It doesn't matter if you lcve him
Or capital "H-IM" just put your
niggas money just
To go and give it to your mama?
If I love you, I will never let
You struggle, I'll give you my last
Know I got ya
And it's Baby Jesus,
And then go home with my
Home girls and have fun
It seems like you're very versatile if
It's one thing that I would
Love for little girls to embrace from
sound right, yeah?"
If you keep saying it, I think it'll sound right, yeah?
So I pulled out my phone and checked my voicemail
There's a message from her
earrings
The go-getter, the skins-hitter
And if your girl says she met me.. I probably did her
Word up, the sex super stud
I jump your bones like ten
and sleep on her titties
And she give us the word, we come through with AK's
It's a stick up, she scream like a victim
Now you, feeling so silly
I smoke
Let me tell you a story.
It's called tough love.
Once upon a time there was a girl called Sonita.
Dreaded goin' home after school 'cause her dad
know where I'll be
'Cause if I ever am in doubt I'll just send it back to Harvey
(Hugh you're supposed to go up-line there)
I'll just send it back
love my bitch or am I in love with her body (Body)
Baby you a goddess and I'm not being dishonest
I can't even be modest, 'cause I'm in love with
I'm bored.
We steppin on ya crew til the mothafuckas crushed,
And makin sweet love to every women dat ya lust.
I love to pay her bills, can't wait
of the truth, yeah
But you still know the truth, yeah
Off-White on the G-Fazo's
Her love's dead, think it needs a halo
I'm in my head, damn it, I think too much
miss bobby.
You cannot tell me that you don't love bobby. No more.
Baby come home to where you belong. Home is where you belong.
If I could go back in
feeling heavy it feel like it weigh a ton
Fuck a manchette I need me a tommy gun
I cannot love her unless I know she the one
If I come off crazy just know
no better feeling than
Somebody loving you
The same way you love them
In the words of Bobby Womack
Everybody needs somebody to love
But bigger than
motherfuckers crush
And making sweet love to every women that you lust
I love to pay her bills can't wait to pay her rent Curtis Jackson baby mama
I ain't
by myself
Do me right, ease the pain
I know you feel some type of way, some type of way
Love games got me going crazy
Still on a high, girl, your vibe
get her, gotta get with her
I can't stay out this club
I'm in love with a stripper
She really think I'm playing, I'm playing
She take me for a joke
had him frozen
He ain't want to believe her 'til she said, "Boy, you got a birthmark above your scrotum
A scar up on your eye, came from when you was
Bus driver, this here gal refused to give me her seat!
Everybody, huh, yeah
Yeah, uh, uh, uh, now
Uh, yeah, yo
What up my people equal? This be
my favorite person
But there’s one thing that
Disappoints me when Steve
Passed he didn’t give the
Ideas up that’s kinda
Selfish you know that Elon’s
You can't dance to the music
If you can't even hear the sound
You can't read the message
Till you can't even hear the sound
Yeah
I know I been away
We steppin' on ya crew until you mothafukkas crush
And make da sweet love to every women dat you lust
I love to pay her bills can't wait to pay her
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