Lyrics:
and Bob Marley is said to smoke a pound a week
It's outlawed in Jamaica, and a convicted smoker can expect an 18-month jail sentence
Do you have to smoke
the master
So don't you wait till the day after
Until then you can catch me in the sixes
Just pumping Bob Marley rebel music now
But I woke up in
you got an army
Dirty money in the laundry, don't ask why, I got my reasons
I puff that Bob Marley, might hit you with the Tommy
You can catch me in
What's the bombaglats my trap-spot, dreadlocks and rastas, rude boys and rude girls,
Jamaican mobsters, I shot the sheriff, smoking bob marley, all
to hear a good selection, you know
Wow! From dusk till dawn as I would tell you
I work so hard all night
From Monday through Friday and over weekend.
cnd
getting bait when i cut Through the hood
New colon on made by bob Marley my fams from the west Indis
But i smoke like a yardie
Bubblegum cig and a bit
tell you something wey you no go want to do haha
We both know I no go tell you something wey you no understand yeah
We both know I no go tell you
Bob Tem?
Tem did not go to Cool leg to think hard)
I'm Bob i'm Bob i'm Bob i'm Bob
(They didn't pay me enough to
Come up with more lyrics hi i'm Bob
no game,
I ain't no Atari
Baby, she ride on my dick like a Harley
She gon' Bob on my dick like I'm Marley
I been running from my problems, I been
social distant, hoes like, "When you not trippin'?"
I duck the party, who said they saw me?
Crown on Bob Marley, wrist on Yo Gotti
They gon' judge your
a nice day
Take a drag and a sip, on the runway
Let me tell you how I am and how I'm not high
A couple dollars we can spend on a cab ride
Like putting
tongue
Tell them just how I feel
What else you feel
Feel like when my shit blow up
Y'all gon' blow me up
Y'all gon' blow me, huh
Talking about I never hit
right girl
I just want you to always be easy, and keep on shakin that thing
and I want you swingin it swingin it swingin
Tell me how now
Like
just tell them place me
She look like Barbie, I ain't no Ken though, I smoke good marley with all my kinfolk
I got a bag but bro I done been broke,
tried to entomb me
In their visions of where man's gone
Well, I'll tell you what, he's out on Highway One
I roamed the Eastern city
Hungry and all gritty
a dog boy in the POUND
It's on gang i'll put you in the ground
Bob Marley i been had hits since a child
My choppa wailing gotta keep it down
In yo hood
something good
But I shoulda had another mechanic under my hood
If you see me walking by you, boy, don't you even speak
Pretend you on the sofa and I'm
One Love lyric by Bob Marley
How my Wife is a down to earth checkpoint for me
The look in her eyes when she first seen our
Grandchild Marley and also
enough, I'm good enough, I'm good enough uh
Eyes closed mind running
They're holes in my stomach
Terrible I'm done with
My soul feels quite sunken
Left by
and stand up for what you believe
That's what Bob Marley was teaching me
Everybody stand up, put your, put your hands up
I'm not the police I won't put you
rewind
Never late on my assignments
I’m always laughing at they comments
Prolly somewhere playing sonic
Maybe sipping on a tonic
Hennessy make me feel good
of the
hunters...
And, of course, as always, the part of Bob the Janitor is played by the
accordion.
Well, that's it for the introductions. And now, the story.
shit
And I don't give a fuck (what!) You can save your shit
Y'all niggas like extra skin on my dick
Listen to Bob Marley, you funny niggas like
Listen to Bob Marley, you funny niggas like Steve Harvey
Frontin' live with a weak army
I play the nice guy too, I'll smoke with you
But
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