Lyrics:
Refugee camp
Turn me up give me some more
Tom Jones your ready baby
Yeah that's it
Let go
[Chorus:]
One, two toms coming for you
Three, four
lavish, MySpace you call me Tom
Brady with the passes, 6 rings, no polygamy
But you know I'm getting asses
Only thing I care about, is the assets
I make
it's on the doorstep,
you know, until it involves their money, their territory.
Questioner: there's a special type of petition that
is vetoed by special
the world's gone and passed you by
Don't you know it, don't you know it
You can cry, cry all night but it won't make it right
Don't you know it, don't you
is ground control to major Tom, you've really made the grade
And the papers want to know whose shirts you wear
Now it's time to leave the capsule if
you treat me like they tall?
I gotta know, you make a wish, I check it off the list
Don't gotta ask for kiss, went and tell to your lips
Said that I
okay
Now it's back to the lab, yes back to the bank
Six
So don't think that I ain't sick
That I'm in places you can't get
When you're inside
those kids who tried to rob Goetz
You don't know what I'm sayin? Yo check it
Give me any microphone and god dammit I'll wreck it!
I'm coldblooded I'm
they say how can you be so great
I told em im not great yo
Im the baddest
you should know my name at this point
you copying sounds
I'm repping rhymes
and demons and ghosts
But shh, hold up Bob, Don't go there
You know that they watching, they all see and stare but
They can't stop me, I'm already there
like snow and I melt away
I have no balance i am like snow
And I melt away
As you are listening i want you to know
That you are nothing
But a screen
the type of nigga drop some hits and dip, like I'm Bob, like I'm B.O.B., I might need a wish right now, if I shoot my shot, you know it's gon' switch right
booty by booty by booty by booty by hay!
Wasn't it you who left me alone
Wasn't it you who called me on the phone
Wasn't it you who wrecked my home
is Ground Control to Major Tom
You've really made the grade
And the papers want to know
Whose shirts you wear
Now it's time to leave
The capsule
bitches to
"come to my hotel" to livin' in one
Man I ain't never backed down from shit
I got heart you know
The 40? Not an opening act
When it start to show
on me
This that leave Her lonely
Get it by my lonely
Heard the top feel lonely
All i know i want it
All i know i want it
This that 3rd degree
This
to blow the dust off
Now what's what?
The flow's too skippy, no hopscotch
You know I hot-step
Through hell and burn my own socks off
Make it bang
they don't know it's all a lie
Extraordinarily ordinary
An over average boring Mary
The lack of thrill is truly scary
But that's nothing to Tom, Dick,
in you
What I've got you've got to get it put it in you
Reeling with the feeling don't stop continue
Realize I don't want to be a miser
Confide with
that album
The Score by The Fugees
Or Bob Marley's greatest hits
The Legend album
Or the Blueprint
Or Abbey Road
Or something that
When you hear it
With so much innocence we have to implement
She was slightly out of place
But if you grant us a grain of your grace
I'll assure you it's only stress
Imma sexy educator
Let me entertain ya
Take you to España
Call you my señorita
(Imma tell you this)
You know what I want
You know what the deal is !!
thousand I ain't been the same
Know I'm yelling bob, it's on my chain and my pinky rang (BOB BOB)
If you took my shoes it still don't fit the same (Still
All my niggas playing god boy I'll remove you from this earth
Nah I can't get a job ya I'm on fraud & moving work
Think that I'm Bob Marley by
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