Lyrics:
Is this what he's been waiting for
Will he turn and answer her call
Tom Tom turn around, I'll never let you down
I'll never leave your life
Tom
But first, I'd like you to meet my friend Bob (huh?)
Say hi, Bob (hi, Bob) Bob's thirty and still lives with his mom
And he don't got a job, 'cause
But first, I'd like you to meet my friend Bob (huh?)
Say hi, Bob (hi, Bob) Bob's thirty and still lives with his mom
And he don't got a job, 'cause
White boys please! Can barely believe
I walk by as they hold they skeets
By the seams of they jeans
CREAM get the money
And run it to the hills y'all
on the really
We snappin' like Uma Thurman in Kill Bill, I'm talkin' achilles
Try to play me like I ain't me, but I provided all the deets'
Who you know worth
aye, who is Bob, aye
She said I'm a sweet soya sauce
I feel like ross
Getting beaten by the boss, yuh
Like a Mario Bros
Movie gang is the Boss
I'm so
to you to hold your own as David or thanos
I stay fly and hold my grounds and it’s all wonders
How I’m coping with change since I’m off balance
Been
brothers left in the inferno
I wanna know why the government tryna kill me
I wanna know why my life is so damn cheap, see
You take control of the things you
briefs
White boys please! Can barely believe
I walk by as they hold they skeets by the seams of they jeans
C.R.E.A.M. get the money, and run it
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
Sunset Sunday starts feeling scary
Bob Saget hosted a sweet sanctuary
Who do you love and who do you tolerate?
Tom made it fun watching grown men's
other.
Yes, Tom?
TOM:
Er, can I go second?
DEBBIE:
OK. Cindy, you wanna go?
CINDY:
I guess. I like that Tom dresses well and showed commitment
up all night
Bob-Bobby Stevens
He's on my mind, he's always right
Bob-Bobby Stevens
I was blinded by your light
Bob-Bobby Stevens
Let me take you home
[Bob Marley (MC Lyte)]
We jammin' (Bob Marley, Bob Marley)
I wanna jam it with you
We jammin' (Bob Marley, Bob Marley)
I hope you like jammin'
reached his hand
To try and touch a machine not made by man
But the gravity it made he could not withstand
And man I wish I'd seen it
Bob Lazar
Bob Lazar
'm going to kill you
Slowly I turn, step by step, through the back window I crept
Silent as a mouse on the set while everybody in the house slept
I
head too
Bob ya head too, you just you just bob ya head too
You claimed my dream was nothing
Now I'm doing something bout it
And I'm banging on these
asked
"How are you processing this?"
I said I was in the studio getting ready to sing
Then the drummer walked in and said
"Hey, did you see this?"
I
you not the homie
Most of these niggas be sleeping on me
Now it’s rock a by baby, with macs and 380s
Ain’t want us to eat, but my niggas hungry
I ain’t
Robster, big bad Bobby, no one loves me like you can
Oh Bob, Oh Bob, Oh BOB!'
She calls all her boyfriends Bob so she don't call one the other
She calls all
got time to kill
I'm intricate to be up in it
So I defend every minute, cons hoping for dimes to deal
Perimeters occupied by a few chosen
To take
and bob
It's the イーカンジ baby
It's the wicked within me
And you know we had a moment
Away from the public eye
じゃあ永遠にさよなら
There you go
I'll hunt
No one else
guitar bum whose name I never knew
Old School Nashville, Harlan Howard, Bob McDill
Tom T Hall go drink your fill and blow us all away
There was this
of me
Bad times got a monopoly
Give up, I did the opposite
Pitch perfect, did it properly
Owner killed by his property
This life'll stress you like
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