Lyrics:
kiddo? You're line was busy
Bobby
Fella
Bobby
Sweetie
How have you been?
Stop by on your way home
Seems like weeks since we Bobby
Bring the troops in
I'll fuck around and let 'em loose then
We'll give 'em blues then
Oh fuck it, call me Bobby "Blue" Bland
Aye you a fool man
bobby's body next to mine, now
feeling all my love is my bobby in my soul
feeling my bobby mcgee
feeling good was easy, lord, when bobby sang the blues
him he wants to be free
He's got no one trying to help him or to save me
Raised by family but not his mom
Bobby at a young age was banished to Guam
facts
But why is that?
Black lives do matter, yes, I am i am Black
Antoine, Bobby, Pamela Turner
Dominique and Tatiana, Christopher
Then another
Knowin' her you'll end up hurtin'
Run Bobby run
Please do it
All I am saying is for your own good
Bobby I love you
The way that she never could
Run
overhead like an astronaut
Big picture
Sort of makes you think
Why it's always the closest ones that push you to the brink
Yeah
I'm not defined by the paper
the Leos
Distracted by the actors (Ha ha ha)
Distracted by the bright light
So life is movin' backwards (Woo, ayy)
You snapped dawg me and Bobby playin'
But got a safe you could make your haven all the cash you could grab you take it
All I ask is you just don't fake it to love me not these blue faces
no don't change
I know things that touch me baby
Won't touch you the same way too
But I think you need to Google you some Bobby Blue Bland
Somebody
fly away out of view Don't give up, it's too soon, drive by to drive-thru
Bobby, why you got the blues? You made it out the mud, got the bread for
when they asked us where we came from
Chicago commit to never getting that confused
Grandma Mary played her records loud listening to blues
Bobby Blue
turquoise the color that I bleed
More like blue the color is not seen
More like a Kora ora than a banjo
Or like the Mona Lisa with a Afro
Picasso of black
We get higher and higher
Crazy blue like St. Elmo's fire
Love's so sharp and flat (C Sick)
That it's hard to know just where you're at
We get
the past
Jump in the whip 0 to 60, yeah we out fast
See that red and blue flash, damn the cops is on my ass
Hear them sirens, flashing lights in my rear
a good day
Surrounded by people that love me
Don't want nothing from me but my happiness
Off the internet, that's when I'm at my happiest
Scrolling so
I use that
Machete to Butch Cassidy by the way
His two faggot ass sons' names
Is Shane and Cassidy bang! That's blasphemy
That's the main catastrophe
just that we love our flesh in danger and
revolt, and step back and kiss in heavy thump and gunfire,
since even the confusion we share is collectible,
the youths of today
Bobby Digital do and then them say
Love with me today
Love with me today
Baby this is what they say
I'm gonna lead the youths in my
I went pop and made millions, now all I do is chop samples
Egon's finest, peanuts after like I was Linus
Followed by that College Park next, that's
freeze
Blue like the plate, cause I'm special, you see
I dine on the lobster that color is blue
Followed by oysters, the same color too
I'm Bobby Boucher,
ya melon, down to the rind
You be f***ed up, yo..
From the way I talk, no tellin what you might hear
BOODOODOODOO
The words of wisdom is like
ya melon, down to the rind
You be fucked up, yo..
From the way I talk, no tellin what you might hear
BOODOODOODOO
The words of wisdom is like
the back,
from a Winston cigarette that was thumped into the window
Bobby Long was like Zorba the Greek,
Side-tracked by the scent of a woman,
Could've
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