Lyrics:
tole 'em 'bout earlier!
Harry-as-a-boy:
I insist on falling in love, right now, this very moment, and I don't care what you do with him...
Thing-fish:
Irene, and pay for your bed
Wake up Irene or folks will think you're dead
Lot's of guitar pickers by the dozen
Sang 'Goodnight Irene' all night
And head bob while you ride
You know the vibes
Light it up
And puff that smoke up to the sky
I been feeling out of time
But I been took hold of mine
Smooth
a lot more shit
Than you could ever fathom
A big-head nigga
Couldn't even imagine
The shit I do
Most doers never done
I'ma fuck this beat
Ya bitch,
to five
I got my kids up fucking private school swell man
Do you know how much weed I got to sell to send one of them to school
Like like you know posh
the floor
Or then forty four slugs gonna hit you, ho
I don't care what it takes, I pull out a gear
Fuck the snakes, and Kurtis Blow with The Breaks off
I care
And i, I care for you
I think so anyway
I care
And every day goes by
You make me feel okay
Love like this, do not stumble
And I was
and attack it
You talking that shit, but can't back it
I tap a dime and then dip
You getting cuffed by a ratchet
You're way too afraid to admit
You'd rather
daughter
You do a little dance and then you drink a little water
What I got, you gotta get it put it in you
What I got, you gotta get it put it in you
daughter
You do a little dance and then you drink a little water
What I got, you gotta get it put it in you
What I got, you gotta get it put it in you
on the beat like Tebow
The Godfather rap like my name Bob de Niro
How many hits you got?
Zero
But I got a lot so kneel down for your hero
7180
My blood in this
(trill) , you niggas is some hoes (hoes)
Wake up in the mornin, I turn on the TV
What do I see? Some pussy
Ass niggas starin at me
They got some big ass
We drove all night, we rolled the windows down
You held me tight, till the dawn
No TVs, no phones, no glowing screens
Just stars and trees, and you
Hop, do the Jitterbug
To the Bob Roberts Society Band
Playing every Sunday at the
Orange Grove Stand
They don't play grunge and
They don't play loud
bust out your pencil
You can do it on your own
Stop thinking that these labels is the
Ones that put you on let's change the topic
Who's your favorite
the song that help you pull thru
This gone make ya bob ya head & groove & this gone lift ya spirits up that's true & this gone make ya wanna 2 step & move
great tho
From sampling hooks
To late-night looks
To concert time, just loop, repeat tho
I wish it was longer than just a week tho
You do feel younger by
He spent 15 years
Getting loaded for 15 years
Till his liver exploded
Now what's Bob gonna do
Now that he cant drink?
The Doctor said:
at will
Did seven on the slide, 8 worldwide
I'll be on my third Bentley by the time I'm at 9
I hear 'em crying, "You gon' sell out?" Ya damn right!
I
Nigga front then we get at duke
Dick hard like statues go to hole like Shaq do
Cut you like a cantaloupe
Like Iverson the truth and the answer
I'm
peace chains and medallion
I'mma be with Neff do it by myself
I don't give a fuck i got your girl
I'll grab her breast almost grab her ass
I ain't got too
out
I get the whip that I want, then I black it out
Don't hype, don't care what you like
Tell me why you don't like, man do it more
You weren't
care what you say
We never played by the same rules anyway
I won't be there anymore
Get out of my way
Let me by
I got better things to do with
baby, I'll take care of you
I promise to cherish you, cause this ain't comparable
I really take care of you, girl this incomparable
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