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to nine
Friday night
I'm way too tipsy
I'm ready to ride
'Cause we locked eyes
If you come get me
Come get me

[Pre-Chorus: Evan Ross]
Gimme your attention

no you and me
There is just a blob
We could call it God
We could call it Bob

Hi Bob
Thanks for being
So complete
Thanks for putting me at ease
Thanks

the feds
It wasn't me i'd never hurt nobody
I wanted just to touch up on her body
I swear evan is not capable of this
Oh shit last night
I think I was sKitz

It's
The Boy
Deep Breaths
I'm sitting by myself at Bob Evans
And I never really believed in Heaven, so I
Wonder where it is exactly I'm headed
Cuz

got no friends, man
Ain't got no future planned
Just Barney, my fiddle and the forest and I Bob T

"Fiddle, eh?"
"Yup. Here, let me show you what i

This that type a shit, that you just bob your head too
Bob ya head too, you just you just bob ya head too
This that type a shit that you just bob ya

got 51 flavors for yall you hear that lighter striking 
Grab the loud split it down roll it up we choking Bruh Blowing that Bob Blowing that Bob Bob

me
Do all my business in sprinters, you can't ever catch me
All my members walk around like they think they know me
Said it was love this whole time,

grandpappy 

flashbacks of money in my mattress flip it over now you see how i'm packing 
 
had a love for mathematics wanna play then buy madden 

proud

been the same
And my production selection is still flame
But they love you on the
Come up 'cause you ain't
Tainted by fame And you
Still they little

back door
Handcuffs, what about my encore
They sat me down to say you’re certified thick by US government
When I drop it low, they like "oh shit"
Doing

Boing, Boing

RZA

The World According to RZA

2003

know Tibbs, you don't know me

Unless you walk my streets and talk to my peeps



[Chorus: RZA]


Bob Digi makes the party Boing, Boing
Skinnyman make

bad
But I'm not mad, cause I don't know how to play guitar
I can't really sing either, Billy Bob didn't teach me how to sing
He didn't teach me a lot

around me
(guilt-guilty by association)
I heard you were snitches so
Don't come around me
(guilt-guilty by association)
I heard you talkin lick
Don't talk

YSIV

Logic

YSIV

2018

on the really
We snappin' like Uma Thurman in Kill Bill, I'm talkin' achilles
Try to play me like I ain't me, but I provided all the deets'
Who you know worth

they grilling me uh
I show the love they still hate on me uh
I’m on my grind, tryna give back by getting mines
Nah they ain’t feeling me
Uh
Red coupe,

U Hate It

Liz Phair

Funstyle

2010

"Remember that time they wouldn't let me back into the country?"
You really hate it, so much
"That guy at the, at the airport? The security guy?"
"Yeah."

wanna touch your body
And show you sweet love 
and hold you really tight

Move Ya Body Body
Shake Ya Body Body
Ladies Shaggy
Move Ya Body Body
Bob

Who is Evan Upton? What a great question to ask. To me, Evan Upton is one of the most genuine people I have ever met
He, it's obvious, everything

takin' shit
Now you can say I'm on some hatin' shit
But them facts, I'm not just sayin' shit
Biggie really sold crack and fucked mad hoes
Did Faith Evans

Brothers

Randy Newman

Dark Matter

2017

Jack
Not in a bad way, but a good way

Do you know any Cuban music Bob?
Does "I love Lucy" count?
Of course it does
But the one whom I love is

place where I could vacation 
Somethin next to the heavens 
Better start callin me the reverend 
Some of y'all think u know Evan 
But I don't even really

I'm not really off no drugs
Said you love me
But I don't think I'm capable of love
Or maybe that because I'm just not capable of trust
In that SAAB

a crown on it 
and thats the mutha fuckin thanks I get, shit 
and i never really realized how much i love 
making music and makin you move in the club