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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
big be's on the wheels spread love 
The Brooklyn way "be" how's it feel?
I'm on my robin thicke shit if shit eva gets thicke I'm back to robin niggas
one shot to love you all night long

Yessir, Robin Thicke

So you sayin' you ain't from 'round here
I can tell by your accent, dear
You got
A tree that looks at God all day
And lifts her leaf-filled arms to pray.

A tree that may in summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair.
Upon whose
that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;
A tree that may in Summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;

Upon whose bosom snow has
that looks at God all day
And lifts her leafy arms to pray
A tree that may in summer wear
Yeah, a nest of robins in her hair

Upon whose bosom snow has
that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;
A tree that may in Summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;

Upon whose bosom snow has
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
the grand prize
I'm entranced by your looks, come and give the Shady franchise a push
You can get it in a can like some Anheuser Busch
Jeans too small,
that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;
A tree that may in Summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;

Upon whose bosom snow has
A tree that looks at God all day
And lifts her leaf-filled arms to pray.

A tree that may in summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair.
Upon whose
two-door shit
Look in my rear view, listen you're too close Thicke

You got it wrong, I don't touch the heaters
Though my Ice Cream sneakers got the drug
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
Like a twisted robin hood
And I'm not afraid of you
I'm only delayed by you

And it's a queen sized tomb

And the words drip from your lips 
Like
Like a twisted robin hood
And I'm not afraid of you
I'm only delayed by you

And its a queen sized tomb
And the words drip from your lips like
a snowman out of himself

I've been popping out of closets in robin hood suits
I've been spotted in pictures with Navy recruits
Look at your costume you
you'd get a laugh
If you saw a tall giraffe
Swinging by his tail from a tree;
I think an octopus
Would look quite ridiculous
Knitting sweaters
By Robin Williamson

Running from home full of hope
Green as dope and living on our dreams
How long ago it seems since we believed in magic
Finding
up that stream
Look at the robin feeding her young'uns
And the old black bear reaching into a hive
He got his honey but I pity his hide

Sunny
to please ourselves
We need new dreams tonight
Like the stars nedd the sky
We need love and sympathy
I need you and you need me

Look upon the homeless
The moon appears and disappears, you look at me
My clothes I quickly, I quickly shed

The curtains dance a minuet
Autumn plays the music, baby
Come on, hold
Now that there's you
I can get up in the morning
Look down the lonesome road
Know that I have the strength to carry on
Now that there's you
eyes,
Tell me what you see,
Too late! By fate!
You belong to me!

Your wit slipped a bit,
Words have gone too far
Now it?s true that I?ll turn you,
Now that there's you
I can get up in the morning
Look down the lonesome road
Know that I have the strength to carry on
Now that there's you
Love