Lyrics:
Cadillac banging that Bobby that Womack
Big B's on pictures, you know that's that Bodak
I'm with my whoadie, lil bitch oughta know that
I had a sign for
Stop by on your way home...
After seven if I can
Bobby, dear, I don't mean to pry... Bobby, we've been thinking of you!
Sorry, Paul, I made a date
MORTICIAN: Not at all. See you on Thursday.
CUSTOMER: Right.
[clop clop]
MORTICIAN: Who's that then?
CUSTOMER: I don't know.
MORTICIAN: Must be a king.
you go
I didn't know nothing, I was stupid, I was foolish
I was lying to myself
I could not fathom that I would ever be without your love
Never
Brown
You know we only got one life to live
So you know it's my prerogative
Yes it is what it is
What, I'ma do my Bobby Brown
What, what, I'ma do my Bobby
you go
I didn't know nothing, I was stupid, I was foolish
I was lying to myself
I could not fathom that I would ever be without your love
Never
tolerate no ho shit, don't give a damn where you from, nigga, go back
I can still remember buyin' that cutlass
Bumpin' Al Green, Bobby Womack
And when it
you go
I didn't know nothing, I was stupid, I was foolish
I was lying to myself
I could not fathom that I would ever be without your love
Never
I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch the game belong to me
I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ
I just dumped out a whole bunch of fry deals
I'm just kinda fried, I don't know why
I just popped up, eating breakfast, asking ""why?""
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I just dumped out a whole bunch of fry deals
I'm just kinda fried, I don't know why
I just popped up, eating breakfast, asking ""why?""
[Interlude
myself
'Cause I didn't know you, 'cause I didn't know me
But I thought I knew everything
I never felt
The feeling that I'm feeling
Now that I don't
can't sleep at night
When you are on my mind
Bobby Womack's on the radio
Singin' to me "If you think you're lonely now
Wait until tonight"
Boy, I
[RZA]
Yea, What's happening women? What's happening women?
Yea I got it now, yea yea yea, Yo Bobby Digital, point 'em out
Point 'em out watch me sort
the weather
You niggas lame, I played the game, now I'm rocking Ferragamo leather
You niggas don't know me, so please don't act like you're my bro
I don't got
I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch the game belong to me
I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ
havin' conversations
'Pinions on the state of my relationships
They don't even know the situation, shit
I gotta do what I do, yeah (gotta do what I
doing permanent damage - you think of that?
Don't know what to think of the fact that you only drink with me
That is, not unflattering, I guess
No
I
understood finally
If you want to come and get it you know where to find me
'Cause I don't got no time for anyone who be tryin' me
Know if they don't
on Bobby's Guitar
I'm not a man of god, I am the god
No lamb of god so damn your god
I say abort them all, planned or not
Who am I kidding, you dummies couldnt
you know my two love songs, Bobby Womack tracks
Got her fat ass layin flat on her back
Yo, as she lay, she wore a silk gray neglige
Alehze
Bin Laden weed
Y'all don't know nothing bout this down South
So I was like, what, what the fuck is Bin Laden weed?
Man he said that shit is like
Bin Laden weed
Y'all don't know nothing bout this down South
So I was like, what, what the fuck is Bin Laden weed?
Man he said that shit is like
to the West, I'm the ethos and I'm the G.O.A.T
Who the best? I don't gotta say a fuckin' thing, though, 'cause MC's know
But you don't wanna hear me spit
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