Lyrics:
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Hold on, let me cut the cap, I ain't gon' buy a bitch a purse
I told you I don't want the bitch, you know I hit the pockets first
Bitch, I'm livin'
WcRRIOR DEY BcCK DERE ON MY SOUTH,
KEEP Yc EYES ON ME, BEST GET OUTTc MY WcY,
NO WcY U GON' WIN DIS RcCE, NO NOT TODcY,
BEEN cT DIS ScILIN' TING, TRYNc WIN
around me
(guilt-guilty by association)
I heard you were snitches so
Don't come around me
(guilt-guilty by association)
I heard you talkin lick
Don't talk
Yeah
Bruh
They, they coming for us
Bruh
They coming for us, yeah
Yeah this PM is sus
Yeah this PM is sus
Bojo
Yeah you can fuck right off
Lil' punk
fuck what you watch, doin' damage on shit, when fuck what you watch, I need a bitch
That gon' really throw that ass on me, I need a bitch that gon' pop
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
when you see me, betta not say shit
I'll choke yo ass out like dre did that bitch
You betta tell these pussies they ain't fuckin wit no rookie
I'm
no ass or take shit
And I'm a grown man, find you somebody to play wit
If you don't like me when you see me, betta not say shit
I'll choke yo ass out
like Bob, not Marley
I'm on so I gotta have my cake like a party
You be on some shit, in love with her body
She gon' fuck the whole crew
You gon' say I'm
Already on me
Shoutout to Fregley
Man, you so deadly
But that’s not who this about,
Songs about a real special guy
Who goes by the name Bob Duncan
(Hyah)
in my ear when they come by
They look at me like I'm an alien, a gypsy
I'm gettin started ima never let a hoe slide
This what I wanted so I do it on my
Okay lil baby you can miss me with that crazy talk
I jot down words and talk like I’m doodle bob
I don’t wanna talk I sip on sum that’s like goowy
cannot converse
Killing these niggas, I bring out the hearse
I'm bout to charge 50K for a verse
Ho, just stop talking, you making it worse
Me and Bob pull
baby, I love it when you flaunt it
Time to give it to daddy, nigga, now tell me how you want it
(Tell me how you want it)
How do you want it?
How
baby, I love it when you flaunt it
Time to give it to daddy, nigga, now tell me how you want it
(Tell me how you want it)
How do you want it?
How
when I'm rolling in Irvine with you
Eight PM bae I'm taking all the time for you
Late at night but I'm riding by the side with you
Kiss you twice now I'm
Boosting up our tolerance
With Over Dose On Confidence
Music has me hype
So there's no need for the compliments
See you've been acknowledging
That
You used to blow me at your moms house
When it was your moms weekend
You used to blow me at your moms house
When it was yours moms weekend
[6:50 PM
out, then shoot a nigga out?
Dead bodies in my dreams, Bob Marley on my couch
Pass me the blunt, he was smokin' when he died
You really think Elvis
And when I was awoken
By the parents who proclaimed the legend
It was the life force to find you again
that emptied the ink of my pen
And sent me back
People call me Strokes
Aka you know the Iceman
When it comes to sex, you know
My motto yes I can, can never will I front
Pass it up or let it walk by
Let the god have his say
'Cause there's a place that you can go
No one else is allowed
Sitting up on your cloud
So high when you look down
Just
"Brown Sugar" by D'Angelo
In Los Angele's, like an Evangelist
I can introduce you to your maker
Bring you closer to nature
Ashes after they cremate you
CMB gon' never stop
DHP gon' never die
CP3 won't get that ring
But Bob will always be that guy (woooo)
I'm hoping when you pass me on this interstate
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