Lyrics:
a strong way
But I've been driven by attraction
Your body is bangin'
Baby I love it when you flaunt it
Time to give it to daddy
Now tell me how you want it
on the floor where your ashes wash
They keep looking at me for the answers God
Can you tell them if they speak to your their pressures will stop
Maybe not in
skating 'round a rink
I can't even speak
What's coming over me
Tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight
I love it like the ocean on a summer day
I love it when
Blow job . . .
Gimme dat, give me de chromium cob.
Sy Borg:
Bend over.
Joe:
Gay Bob
Blow job
Gimme dat, gimme dat
Blow job
Gimme dat, give
nothing to me at all.
Chorus:
Yes' 'n' only if my own true love was waiting; if I could hear her heart softly pounding.
Only if she were lying by me, I'd
You never know it to look at me
A Dracula moon
See love come down any way you want to
Doesn't ask for your permission
Open up your arms and we will
cellophane
Bob, you persevere through the tornado
That destroyed your place
Bob, you're everything to me
So don't ever go away
You will be loved by the cult
spend it
These glasses on me they're Fendi
Pockets sick full of blue faces
I've got good karma I'm so gracious
If I want it
Im Gonna get it
Speak that
the girlies in the back seat
the 5-0 cant catch me
and if you want me you can find me
i'm puffin on the bob marley (bob marley)
i got my homie riding shotty
he got them dark forces in him
But he also got a righteous cause for sinning
Them a murder me, so I gotta murder, them
First emergency, doctors
Nuh ramp
Nuh ramp pon mi
Let me love you
Make me brand new
Love me booboo
Love me
Love you
Let me love you
Make me brand new
Love me booboo
Love me
be missing my love ones I do this for y'all
Put the drink in the pop and then watch it go off
I like mixing my weed, I get higher than Bob
It's an eye
people in a sea of distress
Keep your more to receive your less
Unimpressed by material excess
Love is free, love me, say, "Hell yes"
Low brow but I
people in a sea of distress
Keep your more to receive your less
Unimpressed by material excess
Love is free, love me, say, "Hell yes"
Low brow but I
the blade down to breath out
Filing a blade down to (just) breath out
Repeat easy, speak easel, bob in the sauce and out to luncheonette
We're all grilled
curled up by the fire
It sure is true tonight
Let's make a little candle
And then a little later on
We'll make a little love to that old Bing Crosby song,
do you want me to touch
Speak to me
Speak speak to me
You want it slow fast or rough
Written by.
Marlon Franklyn Davis
Here's a happy tune you'll love to croon
They call it Sam's song
It's catchy as can be, the melody
They call it Sam's song
Nothing on your mind
to tell me what I should do
When I could it by myself
I read energy well
And I done fucked up in the past showing love to you niggas that don't wish me well
taken by surprise when I quickly closed my eyes.
So she rang the bell, and quick as hell
Bob the Nob came out on his job
To see what the trouble was.
at the waves
She keep on calling cuz i aint been home in somes days
Im on the road to them riches if yeen wit me then stay out the way
I done been left by some
to pay me before I die
So bob your sweet head
Brother Ziggy going to play
I'm just about the best you can hear
Gonna rock it in your head
Shazam
to pay me before I die
So bob your sweet head
Brother Ziggy going to play
I'm just about the best you can hear
Gonna rock it in your head
Shazam
a Wonderful Life'
'Cause curled up by the fire, it sure rings true tonight
Let's make a little candle?
Then a little later on, we'll make a little Love
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