Lyrics:
grab it and strum
Eat your cabbage and corn, by the time you're done
You will finally realize that they meant you no harm
They was trying to save your
you
(B.O.B. don't get freaky with you)
B.O.B. don't turn it around and make the bed bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, like I do
You need that real
Bombs over Baghdad
Uno, dos, tres, it's on
Did you ever think a pimp rock a microphone?
Like that there Boi and will still stay street
Big things
Bombs over Baghdad
Uno, dos, tres, it's on
Did you ever think a pimp rock a microphone?
Like that there Boi and will still stay street
Big things
Bombs over Baghdad
Uno, dos, tres, it's on
Did you ever think a pimp rock a microphone?
Like that there Boi and will still stay street
Big things
to hit something
Bombs over Baghdad
Uno, dos, tres, it's on
Did you ever think a pimp rock a microphone?
Like that there Boi and will still stay
don't impress me Dobalina
The style of dress is not the key Dobalina
It's all in the mind and the heart, so you should start
By remembering ya gotta
don't impress me Dobalina
The style of dress is not the key Dobalina
It's all in the mind and the heart, so you should start
By remembering ya gotta
on the track
So say what you like, you just givin' me gas
So by now, I got enough to drive to Venus and back
So I'ma
[Chorus - B.o.B]
Make a lot of money
(Make
of luck"
He said, "Well if you can't pot the black, and you know it's not the cue
It may be time to ask yourself, what would Bob do?"
What would Bob do?
of every rapper that get involved
They got it wrong been raw when I was on the porch
Your heroes stay dead if you don't pick up the torch uh
You going viral
Bob Marley
You know I'd write down every word that he'd say
He said one good thing about music when it hits you you feel no pain
He'd say don't take it
And what it might do to you
So see if the squirrels want any, it's bad for you
See children, drugs are bad (come on)
And if you don't believe me, ask
And what it might do to you
So see if the squirrels want any, it's bad for you
See children, drugs are bad (come on)
And if you don't believe me, ask
fuckin’ with it
Pockets fat these racks can’t fit in
Hmm
Don’t be too pissed by what I m spittin’
Cuz I kept
[HOOK ]
Bob and Weavin’ Bob and Weavin’
who's up in that
Just like grape she ate up all my kids call it Welch's
Hit her from the back pull your hair leave you helpless
Always on my neck I lowkey
per-son
Ah that you need to bob get involved
And weave with ease and please the steez with G's
Now, just to be at ease
'Cause this is it, legit, a hit,
Tell 'em "go'on"
(Chorus)
Show 'em what they won, a short stay at the hotel, Bob
Show 'em what they won, Alize, Mo', Crissy or ale, Bob
Show 'em
to someone
it's sorry this and forgive me that and I'm not worthy. What
are you doing now!?
ARTHUR: I'm averting my eyes, oh Lord.
GOD: Well, don't. It's
Tell 'em "go'on"(Chorus) Show 'em what they won, a short stay at the hotel, Bob
Show 'em what they won, Alize, Mo', Crissy or ale, Bob
Show 'em what
wrong with Santa Claus?]
[Bob: There's nothing wrong with Santa Claus, but...]
[Anything Muppet #1: Don't you like Christmas?]
[Bob: Oh, I love
Written by bob welch.
Gonna stay out of new york
There's something there that drives me crazy
Gonna stay out of new york
There's something there
pockets go
They still get they fill
Fingers scrape the bottom
It don't matter how deep yo' soul is
They sho' is blinded by the light! (Crazy)
Bob your head
at him like "It's yo' fault!"
"Look at what you made me do! Yo, pass the hot sauce"
Looking at the back of Sophia Eris's head
Eating a sammich (but we
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