Lyrics:
Steadfast, you know I'm staying loose
Swinging for the fences, like I'm Bob Abreu
I come in dead last, I'm not gonna chase you
Don't want to make 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
that thing again
Trackhawk it go too fast
Four by four the Hellcat
My girl she is too bad
Too bad y'all don't got that
Got celebs that listen to my music
then I'll gun ya down
I'll stop pulling off heists when I'm dead
Never was bothered much by a price of my head
Because I love the chase
Whether I escape
lungs are damaged
Chain with the dangle
I do bad all by myself
1 of me. And 2 of you that's a threesome, spread them legs.
Chain gang first down free
only see my chapters
Flipping by like I’m not after
The summary written over all again
Feeling like I’m Bob the Carrigan
Cause I began on chapter 1
Come and listen to my story bout a man named Scrooge,
A greedy miser an extremely loathsome Dude.
Then on a Christmas eve he's haunted by some Ghost,
the river
By an old cherry tree
We lite one up and we talked about life
And our American dream
She likes to sing along to old time rock and roll
Bob Seger
Right now I'm lit I say, bitch, I'm high as shit
Don't blow my high, I swear you gon' make me pissed
Can do bad all by myself, but I prefer to send
Embrace :
Bring it by
In the sunlight
Let it shine
In the moonlight
Without the sun
There's no daylight
Candle lights in the nighttime
Let them
let you land on your back
Painting Jin's life, Bob Ross
Your life won't end in a loss
No you can't come over here, you know you gone say what you saw
Welcome to yet another song by the guy
With the relaxed flow and unnamable style
An immovable object yet i move myself miles
With my sick beat
Moving forward, dearly beloved
Make I and I recall
Bob's Son set in Babylon
Atop the very high mountain
Carving prophecy into rock
Blood from
your less
Unimpressed by material excess
Love is free love me say hell yes
I'm a low brow but I rock a little know how
No time for the piggies
the Christmas Rock
It's a happy time
And if the children are good they'll get toys to play with
Like rocks
It's Christmas in Ignace
Bob's got a rock
But he's
your less
Unimpressed by material excess
Love is free love me say hell yes
I'm a low brow but I rock a little know how
No time for the piggies
ourselves
We can't babble no more than we can bob our head offbeat
Nimrod by the time we forty cause we can't get off meat
While we ask no reason for
right up and cupped his hands across my eyes
I guessed, "Is it Uncle Frank or Cousin Louie?
Is it Bob or Joe or Walter?
Could it be Bill or Jim
ourselves
We can't babble no more than we can bob our head offbeat
Nimrod by the time we forty cause we can't get off meat
While we ask no reason for
A sotto voice sang for the soprano singer
Whose tyrannical arais won't cease to linger
Bob's out there none of us play cool
Classmates in
TT, ayy
I'm TT, ayy
I'm gettin' tree tree, gettin' head by Keke
Ayy, Nini with me, and she sittin' pretty
And she sing like Whitney, ayy,
Dashing through the snow
On a one-horse open sleigh,
Over the fields we go,
Laughing all the way;
Bells on bob-tail ring,
making spirits bright,
a position to move
And you can't move cause your move is blocked by the knight
At twelve o'clock, that's when the madness begins
So I start to focus in, my
respect
But the OPD, found it hard to accept
I got jacked by the Task and jacked by the Vice
Face down on the ground keep my hands in sight
Put
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