Lyrics:
no expiration date on the batteries
Look, I've never been a hater
It's never been in my nature
But, listen, let me hook you up 'cause
B.O.B
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’
from here?
No, ah.. which one is it?
(burp) excuse me. It's the one by the airport... you know... cause we gotta get up early an'.. fly outta here in
love the sex, again I said
Here it comes from Run (yo Jay) 'Yo D!' HOE BOB YA HEAD
"Ruff, ruff an' rugged we comin'"
Ah just a bob ya head
Bob ya
a checkered double-knit suit drove up in a large El Dorado Cadillac, leased from BOB SPREEN...
("Where the freeways meet in Downey!")
...And he laid
The Adventures of Ichabod and Mr toad
Popularized by Bing Crosby
(17) Gina Lollobrigida: Famous Italian
Actress born 1927, still living (93 in 2021)
One
always hangs up the phone
No one likes hearing the truth, unless they figure it out all on their own
Like Crosby's last words, that night in Monterey,
the frog.
Bob saw a pot of water, sitting on a stove.
The water was cool - so - in Bob dove.
The stove heated up, the water got warm.
Bob stayed,
Never gonna fall in love again
Baby
Baby
Never gonna fall in love
You said you'd never ever try to break my heart
You told a lie, you tore
hear the loud voices, that's my homies calling
Open up the windows, let the angels fall in
As I bob and weave between stars
Learn and dream between
CROSBY STREET
Crossing Crosby street to L'Orange Blue
Is our favorite spot in the afternoon
cs the people pass us by we sit and drink wine
shirts, socks and sandels
Keep the God in me, the Hova Ja knew Allah in me
Ball wit' me, don't tell 'em who saw when 'bout to squall wit' me
Fall wit'
How 'bout david crosby? I mean...
He's so in, you know, i...
No, I never...
He's...he just knows...
I mean, he almost cut his hair but he didn't
No,
shirts, socks and sandels
Keep the God in me, the Hova Ja knew Allah in me
Ball wit' me, don't tell 'em who saw when 'bout to squall wit' me
Fall wit'
burn gusto pick ya urn
ninja give the Fooly back its not yurn
ninja give the Fooly back its not yurn
Cuntry Hippie light the bob in let it burn
Hey Bobby
Why are you stayin' in here in this shadow?
Come over by the fire
I'll have a drink with you
This is our house now
So let's act like
people in a sea of distress
Keep your more to receive your less
Unimpressed by material excess
Love is free love me say hell yes
I'm a low brow but I rock
When we grooving and there comes a situation
She sticks by my side
cnd if I fall in shit my clothes she soaks them
Stains ain't in my life
Let me
In a winter wonderland
The snow begins to fall
As Christmas spirit fills the air
I'm hoping Santa hears my call
The magic of love is in the air
we sliding to the roxy
Model bitches love their oxy
They like SK why u cocky
Come in with the pump I make him pump his breaks not talking Bobby
Bronx Style Bob is in the house, what you wanna do? (Party!)
Hen-Gee is in the house, what you wanna do, homeboy? (Party!)
My man Shaquel is in
rhymes in Ghana tryna play Amadeus and Brahms cut to now it's time for
Rap Opera
This is renaissance music (Let me tell 'em what it is)
Cyberspace music
Now let's hear it again, Bob
I ain't never had sex, man
Ain't seen no hairy fan
I've never been in love and no-one has ever loved me
Ain't got no
think of all that He pull you thru life has done a work on you in the midst of all yo attitudes and ain't no denying the joy that comes with serving love
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