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Yeah, Robin Thicke
You know how it goes

Come on come on
Now you feeling like a pimp,
You got everything you want, no wonder
Come on come on
'Cause
on my cock
Heard you like to... blow money... hahaha)

[Shawn Wigs]
It was amazing, I seen Robin Thicke and Robin Leech
Robin Williams, Robin Givens
hahaha)

[Shawn Wigs]
It was amazing, I seen Robin Thicke and Robin Leech
Robin Williams, Robin Givens and Meryl Streep
A real award show, there's Kanye
on the wheels
Spread love the Brooklyn way; B, how's it feel?
I'm on my Robin Thicke shit; shit ever gets thick, back to robbin' niggas quick, trick, click
and losing and trying 
I will be by Your side 
Cause You and I are friends for life
When you're starting to choke take some pills with your coke
It's inspirational
When your life is a mess light one more cigarette
It's so logical
When you're starting to choke take some pills with your coke
It's inspirational
When your life is a mess light one more cigarette
It's so logical
By Robin Williamson

His mother told me everything
She had every reason to lie
Down there in the laundromant
Like his life was tumbling dry
Born
on the wheels
Spread love the Brooklyn way; B, how's it feel?
I'm on my Robin Thicke shit; shit ever gets thick, back to robbin' niggas quick, trick, click
I see mushrooms, atomic mushrooms.
I see rockets, missiles in the sky.
Day by day, more and more,
Where will this lead to

And what is this good
I see mushrooms, atomic mushrooms.
I see rockets, missiles in the sky.
Day by day, more and more,
Where will this lead to
And what is this good
I know it's right 
No matter where we go 
Be it through the highs or lows 
I will be by Your side 
'Cause You and I are friends for life 

I
to here
There's a small voice crying on the other side of the river from here

It's too late to phone her now
What went wrong, your grades were good
It
brunches, interviews by the pool
Considered a fool cause I dropped out of high school
Stereotypes of a black male misunderstood
And it's still all good
Uh,
brunches, interviews by the pool
Considered a fool cause I dropped out of high school
Stereotypes of a black male misunderstood
And it's still all good
Uh,
Century Robin Hood 
I guess the politics are robbin' hoods 
Fuck the Government 'cause you know that I would 
'Cause the FBI is up to no good 
Power
Century Robin Hood 
I guess the politics are robbin' hoods 
Fuck the Government 'cause you know that I would 
'Cause the FBI is up to no good 
Power
give you good and plenty

I made the change from a common thief
To up close and personal with Robin Leach
And I'm far from cheap, I smoke skunk with
give you good and plenty

I made the change from a common thief
To up close and personal with Robin Leach
And I'm far from cheap, I smoke skunk with
give you good and plenty

I made the change from a common thief
To up close and personal with Robin Leach
And I'm far from cheap, I smoke skunk with
give you good and plenty

I made the change from a common thief
To up close and personal with Robin Leach
And I'm far from cheap, I smoke skunk with
The weather man said there was a pretty good chance 
Of a big one coming that night 
Everybody in town was locking it down 
Closing shutters
The weather man said there was a pretty good chance 
Of a big one coming that night 
Everybody in town was locking it down 
Closing shutters
By the skeleton of nature
We gauge it's time to go
The past score of my life
We dodge the storm
We trace our path down ninety five
And merge
With their jockstraps pinching, they slouch to attention
Whilst queueing for sarnies at the office canteen
Saying "how's your granny?" and good old