Lyrics:
everybody pass me by
Standin' at the crossroad, baby, risin' sun goin' down
Standin' at the crossroad, baby, eee, eee, risin' sun goin' down
I believe
Ayo they jus say to much to me
In one ear and the other leave
Feelings i cant bob and weave
I Know she hoen or she tease
But fuck it ima get this
the message will
Make you feel better
They're reading the letters
There's Bob and there's Larry
They work well together
They get kinda meta
They're kind
touched by silver rain
I love the pale white moon that sits against a jet-black sky
And the red and yellow sunsets they can always make me sigh
But
Intro
Rap by R.Kelly
(feat. R. Kelly, Fabolous)
[R. Kelly]
Y'all know what this is
so bob your heads, yeah
ladies it's your boyfriend
make me blue
When you put on those dark brown shoes
You know that night I saw you with that guy
Just can't deny it he looked so shy
Can't imagine you
and he's good news,
But sumping kind of tells me that he's nursing the blues
In High, High So-,
High So-ci-,
High So-ci-ety.
He's got the blues
and he's good news,
But sumping kind of tells me that he's nursing the blues
In High, High So-,
High So-ci-,
High So-ci-ety.
He's got the blues
and he's good news,
But sumping kind of tells me that he's nursing the blues
In High, High So-,
High So-ci-,
High So-ci-ety.
He's got the blues
away from a man on a mission.
Wow bob, wow wake up and smell the coffee
Enjoy the scenery and the sounds of machinery.
Me and the man with the hair
GOT THIS NEW SONG IT'S DOPE MAN) COMPACT DISC TO THE PRIME IS OPTIMIST FANS AND FRIENDS I'M UNIVERSALLY COSMIC CONCRETE JUNGLES ABOUND YOU STAND BY
me
No more bein' poured drink specials at winners
Or being ignored by the think straight sinners
I used to smoke pinners while my moms made dinner
Now
they know what we on
Ain't goin' back and forth with these niggas, dog, they vehicle is they only home
I keep all blues like a Jazz player, call me
know what we on
Ain't goin' back and forth with these niggas, dog, they vehicle is they only home
I keep all blues like a Jazz player, call me Karl
And the blues fell mama's child, tore me all upside down
Blues fell mama's child, and it tore me all upside down
Travel on, poor Bob, just can't turn you 'round
me babe
Everybody pass me by
Standin' at the crossroad babe
Risin' sun goin' down
Standin' at the crossroad babe
Eee eee eee, risin' sun goin'
me
To show the Free Bob right
The righteous Asiatic thinker
While Satan rob light
Civilised like the Molly
Burgundy, wildy rocking
Seen the fifth
inherit my style?
Now, out the clear blue sky, I can't deny
Not a day goes by, don't get high, don't ask why
Tonight's the night for me to rip
and blue
Tell me bout the things ear biter taught you
How to bust a nut or two? (Yeah that's butta boo)
You be decomposin, but you frozen because my title's
for diamonds
Roses are red, the sky is blue
I got my barrel at 'cha neck so what the fuck you gonna do
It's just two wheels and me, the wind in my
dey do me jazz jazz
With your blue eyes you deh use kayanmata
Baby you be ja woman
Set awon jaruma
I fit die on top your matter no dey wizzy me
Baby no
and he's good news,
But sumping kind of tells me that he's nursing the blues
In High, High So-,
High So-ci-,
High So-ci-ety.
He's got the blues
viewers ughamienmwen vbode tuyenomwen igban nn
Epa help me one tie ke vbe siga opka ni ya gbe nigban
Ugha si yekemwen ughatalelemwen uyamwenyakhioligban nn
the light
But who really cares we just throw it in the air
Celebrating wealth pouring moet in her hair
Excuse me her weave the blue is a weave
Trunk full
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