Lyrics:
S.L.I.M.E. slimiest snakes robin the bank yeah
Big drip dior, fendi, roccon amiri, alexander mcqueen yeah
All these hoes be green
We fuck by
you even if he dropped a bomb in this
You still gon' be found in a ditch
My name should be Robin Banks the way I be robbin' banks
I'm a fiend for
robin hoods my name, got these ps from ill gotten gains
Dirty dirty dirty bonanza
Taken from us when we were slaves, took it back food on our plates
Dirty
[Pharrell]
Ho!
[Robin Thicke]
She's the kind of girl you wanna marry
The kind of girl you'd walk the whole world for
Put her on your back
twerking
I walked in Def Jam, wasn't no black folks working
Soul is Robin Thicke, Adele's that too
Justin Timberlake is what Usher's supposed to do
But
at everyone -- you meet the stares.
You're unaware that your doings aren't done.
And you laugh most ruthlessly as you tell us what not to be.
But how are we
up the man's with a Uzi
Y'all better watch it cause mans not a joke
Pull out the mans get smoked
Its better if you leave my name out your mouth or you
My name is Joseph Perez
Um, I go by SentRock
I do visual art
I said, "Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah"
Now I'm
Everyone's a winner, we're making our fame
Bona fide hustler making my name
All I wanna do is
And
And take your money
All I wanna do is
And
And take
Pussy lil' boy, you is lame (yeah)
Put some more dirt on my name (yeah)
You gonna leak at your brain (yeah)
All of my shooters got aim
I just bought
(What's your real name?)
No more questions!
you put the gat to my gut, stuck me up in the truck
And said, "Don't nothin move but the goods"
Caught an arrow in your back fuckin wit Robin Hood
This
the name Jesus (come on and lift your hands and say it with me)
It is the sweetest name (thank you, Jesus)
I know (listen to this right here)
Some
Or will you follow your flight?
Darkness looks like haven
When fiends hide in plain sight
Let the dawn light scatter 'round
And spread the robin's tune
May
go get your work
And keep your beeper chirpin' is a must
Is you on that dust or cornstarch
Familiar with that smack man
The music is like that
go get your work
And keep your beeper chirpin' is a must
Is you on that dust or cornstarch
Familiar with that smack man
The music is like that
up my team but what do ya mean, we already traded them traitors
Spend a lifetime surrounded by fakers, in the night time you high 'cause it's safer
that you can Fool me
You throw down your shit and let it rip so that way you can duel me
Fuck drive bys, I walk up and I pop, don't need a shooter
These
face it, would it be better to taste it, what would I place if I race it
What if I give it my all
What will you say if I fall
I'm like Robin Hood
I'm awake, who's that that calls my name?
You must go to the Silver Wood, though you never come back again
You must go to the Silver Wood to speak with
"Get on the bus", go get your work
And keep your beeper chirpin' is a must
Is you on that dust or cornstarch?
Familiar with that smack man?
The music
Time to grow up!
The loners in life
Love themselves too much
Christopher Robin
What can't you see?
Life is too short
To think about peace
I've always
Yo, it's motherfuckin' Nash
It's Nash, yo
You know what I'm talkin' about
Man, just stop playin' with these niggas, man
Stop playin'
Ayy
Tell me who
the C-P-T
N-W-A and Eazy-E
One more, before we end this session
[Female: What's your real name?]
No more questions!
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