Lyrics:
who don't know I go by Slaydro
Ready, set, go
I take one to the dome like Pablo Esco
Germinate the seed then just let it grow
Then harvest like
want to jump, jump
Get'cha make ya pump, Paul
Still gon' miss ya bump, bump
Off a nigga fakin'
Goin' to a richin'
Bitches turn to shaken
Mafioso rule by
Chedder Bob will take control
The grip was loose as was foretold
So notice that they let it go
Afraid the truth will soon come out or other words they'll
Already on me
Shoutout to Fregley
Man, you so deadly
But that’s not who this about,
Songs about a real special guy
Who goes by the name Bob Duncan
(Hyah)
of the
hunters...
And, of course, as always, the part of Bob the Janitor is played by the
accordion.
Well, that's it for the introductions. And now, the story.
Boing>
(Yeah representin' live all my UK hip hop heads in the North Side, el tarno)
Down it's gonna bang in ya face, lets go
[Skinnyman (RZA)]
enjoy the concert, I've got it from here"
And I said, "Don't worry about this, Debbie will shake it off, now let's get the fuck out of here"
We got in
straight to the top, got a whole lot to lose
Keep on asking me shit, tryna find the truth (let's go)
I said baby, I'm better off lying to you
I said baby,
hear the loud voices, that's my homies calling
Open up the windows, let the angels fall in
As I bob and weave between stars
Learn and dream between
feel, nigga
Ya feel like ya look, nigga
Ya feel good nigga
What's happenin', nigga?
Let's get it
Ayy, let's go
Red paint, inside's peanut butter
Let me go, you ain't my master, shit, I done paid my dues, for real
Please take these shackles off of my feet and let me go
Somebody let me go
Hook
Move (echo)
Go
Groove
Flow
Verse 2
I kept plenty of indica and the best sativa
Used to be my stress reliever
lately I’m high off life got
and the glory,
for ever and ever. Amen.
[Verse 1]
Jesus loves me, he told me so. That's why when it gets ugly
He hugs me, cause he knows me, yo.
Ya gotta let go
again
Un-hunh, here we go again
When is they getting off our dicks, them niggas is clowns
How many dogs you let go up, still getting down
Like 'face
want to jump, jump
Get'cha make ya pump, Paul
Still gon' miss ya bump, bump
Off a nigga fakin'
Goin' to a richin'
Bitches turn to shaken
Mafioso rule by
and listening to tunes
It's a Rave Dave
So what do I have to do then
Just have a laugh and stand around
Bob your head round, up and down
Stomp your feet upon
It's Drill Bill, It's B.O.B. Let's go
Sling them pills, sling that crack, go nigga get some stack Stomp some haters in the dirt, take them bitches
if he try
To take a flight again
It's simple and plain
(plane) I let it fly when the flight come in
The white come in
You slow? Go to Google search
wit' j
But don't forget the gining
And then I go show my rings
And my fake gold chain
(edit)grab the nine like I'm off soul train
But I wait
Let them
For a dolla' bill people will do anything
They'd rob and steal for a dolla' bill, any will
Let's go sit back and let the beat ride a lil' bit
Let
feel it in ya throat
Fuck all the bull shit, let’s party and smoke
Can you feel it baby, let me take a toke
I’m on one now I’m about to let it go
It’s
So called beef wit you know who
Fuck it he just let him kill all of our troops
Look at the bullshit we been through
Had the niggas sitting on top
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
open and barf in it
I'll cum in your moms box and
Let my cock spar with it
Put something hard in it, go hard in it
Then pull out then stick my whole arm
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