Lyrics:
But I'm down to let it fly
Throwing money at the sky
Go and let the hate pass by, uh
We can do this all night, just
Let it fly, let it fly, let it fly,
at a time
I'm feeling like Bob Vila nailing up your behind
To my wall like Daniel-son does
I'm waxing on I'm waxing off I'm waxing just because
I
sorry ain't no time to wait up
If they feel some type of way I promise we can make up ok
I'm on my way up
Gotta get my cake up
Even got let go by my
any way that he can
Like makin me think that I'm the man
By puttin a glock in my hand or a beer can
Then I be hearin these voices sayin sip it
But I
bring you
Please believe me, believe me please do!
Music by Bob Merrill,
With lyrics by Bee Walker, 1949
no game,
I ain't no Atari
Baby, she ride on my dick like a Harley
She gon' Bob on my dick like I'm Marley
I been running from my problems, I been
I'm fighting through it
Bob and weave my way around the verses then I write hook
Lines on college ruled was like the ropes
I put my might into it
Knock
Bob Dylan's Dream
Robert Dylan, Bob Dylan Music OBO Special Rider Music
While riding on a train going west
I fell asleep for to take my rest
I
ice
By the cloth and the price
My children will know I did this without thinking it twice
Gonna save up enough money to send them to college
Never
by inches, he sprinted
Some of his boys on the corner was who your bullets entered
Two of em pull through but one didn't, son's finished
You took
to me
I'm draped down in Givenchy
I just put blue guts in the 'Rari
Rich niggas on the intersection, I'm sorry
Bust down watch and shades by Bvlgari
celebrated inside of swimming pools sippin' Kool Aid
I shot a video with my nigga Tech and B.o.B
I went from feeling lonely to how does everyone know me?
a last look at the sky.
'Cause baby when I pass you by, my dust's gonna blind your eye, oh, Lord, my dust's gonna blind your eye."
Run, Molly, run. Look
you love out of spite I'm digging it
She heard I was the plug, all a sudden I'm brilliant
Running through the town, I'm surrounded by them villains
Only
This go out to C delores Tucker
(God damn rap music I hate that) bob dole
(It's just so violent and
It destroys everybody)
And everybody else who
sometimes
I get high some-times
I get high sometimes
Gotta relieve the stress off my mind
(Off my mind)
Sometimes, I get so high
Let the whole day go by
I
What's Clef got to do with this, got to do with this?
What's Clef?
I'm not a Bob Marley impostor
What's Clef got to do with this, got to do
What's your question?
What's Clef got to do with this, got to do with this?
What's Clef?
I'm not a Bob Marley impostor
What's Clef got to do with
the questions I ask, only the answers I wish to receive
I grab the cherry on top and then I leave
No one will wonder what is underneath
I guess I have the bob
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
feeling right
Every day and night I'm on flight
I'ma put it in the air yeah
I'ma put it in the air yeah
I stay blunted like Bob outsiders get rob
Pick up
Watching bob's burgers
Dutch boy blu burger
Yeah we i s o you could
Say them guys is a merger
Keep ya connect wifi
They controlling the servers
Hit
Don't love me when I'm dead, if you don't really fuck with me
If we ain't rocking right now we never did
You missin all this luxury
If you not BOB
Back then, I scrambled hard wit the trap gods
Now I twist, fronto and Bob’s in my backyard
Figured out, the life I lived was a whole facade
Shit
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