Lyrics:
and smack somethin
I'm wild dude, you could probably find me on side two
If not I'm a holla like Ja Rule, get a dollar from my boo
And go and by a juice
Belvedere it's Tiger Bone to get it crackin'
Aiyyo dread right or wrong
I'm a sinner, winner of the underground swimmers
Eat dinner, in front of Bob Marley
spare time
She don't fuck on the first night, then she don't meet my dead line
Niggas smoking that Bob Marley, that Bob Marley like yeah molly
I'm
main
I deserve that drip right there, yeah
Bust down on my Rolex and my chain
Sometimes you gotta treat yourself (Treat yourself, treat yourself)
You
Zaytoven bang, bang, bang bang
All this weed I smoke I think I'm Bob Marley
(Dope)
I got a ounce in the motherfuckin' party (Oh)
Baby, please don't
Young Mula, baby (let me see)
Haha
You thought it was over?
Let me see
I wasn't born last night
I know these hoes ain't right
But you was
invites to far left and alt-rights
I'm from the Bob Marley party, everything'll be alright
You say, "All life matters"
But you pay it no mind when Black
you've ever believed in
By peeping your deepest secrets like psychic readers,
What's the matter with ya'll, I splatter ya'll
Against the mutha fuckin
MORTICIAN: Not at all. See you on Thursday.
CUSTOMER: Right.
[clop clop]
MORTICIAN: Who's that then?
CUSTOMER: I don't know.
MORTICIAN: Must be a king.
I'll give you the light (Give me the light)
Turn it up I love bob Marley (One love)
Eye and eye are blood shot red (Yah yah)
Inhale the LA Confidential,
demonstrate
Four by four, eight by eight
Twenty by twenty bars, I demonstrate
I'm on that Richard Pryor, Bruce Lee, Muhammad Ali
Bob Marley, Jimi Hendrix,
do)
Celia Cruz, Celia Cruz (I'm excited Bob, just like the Rough Riders)
Celia Cruz, Celia Cruz (you excited?)
Jack was right about you, Bob
Celia
"Hey Mudfoot, you know what we're here for, lay some treats on us!"
Yo, dis is one of the, dis dis
Yo dis is that, that's that joint
Yo that's
papayas
Before I polly
Red lightin' the Bob Marley
So I can cypher God bodies from the John Gotti's
Everybody a voss, sayin that time's money
Women
to my face, right?
What you thought, there wasn't gonna be no retaliation?
Ha, ha, ha
You gotta be kiddin'!
You call my name four times on a record?
right?
What you thought, there wasn't gonna be no retaliation?
Ha, ha, ha
You gotta be kiddin'!
You call my name four times on a record?
bob and weave, no gloves/
Smoking Bob Marley, one love/
Mama said I was hard headed,
How the fuck a toddler militant/
I aint ever been with the fuck
[Chorus]
Bob Marley, why'd you have to go?
A-go-go-go
Why wouldn't you let them amputate your little toe-whoa-whoa?
The world still needs to learn
We are yardie, yardie, and we go thru di jam Bob Marley
Been with you a mess anytime we apart
And we go thru di beat Bob Marley
Blackberry phone
Fine girl
You rocking with the star Bøb Sēro
The number one bwoy pon di resident
Yin leu ba thut choga nyane president
And i treat you right girl am
the retail price
You're the next contestant
On the price is right
A new car
That's tight
It could be yours if the price is right
Speak up and act polite
Bob
and smack somethin
I'm wild dude, you could probably find me on side two
If not I'm a holla like Ja Rule, get a dollar from my boo
And go and by a juice
still flame
But they love you on the come-up 'cause you ain't tainted by fame
And you still they little secret
That's the type of bullshit that they
headphones
Yeah, distort the mic, Marley, I want you to distort the mic
We gon' do it like we used to do it
Aiyyo Premier, there the turntables
Do your
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