Lyrics:
with my head held high
Fucking with me trust me buddy you are not that guy
Hook
Bob your head to the beat till your neck breaks
My lines are fortified
a static addict
No fear, you gotta know I had it
And if you know better, supposed to do better
So I know like Al Green
"let's stay together" knock, knock?
you start to yawn
(Both)
That's home cookin', home cookin'
Quiet life is quite the life for me
(Musical Break)
(Both)
Rock of Ages
Yo, can I hear this record by Rob Base and DJ E-Z Rock?
Hey, man, you sure you wanna hear this, man?
You sure about that, man?
Alright
Right
nigga I been trapping since a lil guy
Told them niggas pray to me I’m a young god
Money on my mind ain’t got no time for a young thot
Bad bitches by my
daddy miss you
But I gotta rock this tour and get this mortgage
Smile for us mama, damn you show supportive
So make sure I'm cleared, no distortion
I
[INTRO CHORUS]
HE'S A NICE GUY
how ya doin
HE'S A NICE GUY
Good to see you
HE'S A NICE GUY
How ya momma and them
[VERSE 1]
Mr. Niceguy
make all the guys dey die for you
Na em make all the guys dey kpai for you
Na binoculars na em i go use
Dey look over the things wey u dey do
And as i
the clock)
Let it rock (Let it)
Diamonds on my watch, yeah yeah
Diamonds they dancing like Charli (D’Amelio)
Everyone jamming like Marley (Bob)
An hour late
how you're designed great
And maybe remove the mind free
Like it's overhead creams at the train yard
That Tom Cruise used in the War of the World's
I crucify
The Ks that I will demise
This beat ain't no lullaby
As you bob your head limping by
It's you that I'm talking bout
I'm sky high
Like words
Buffett, Lyle Lovett and Bobby Gentry
Jerry Jeff, Bob Dylan, Donnie Fritts,
The Dead, The Doors, Patsy Cline, John Prine and more
I got Jackson Browne,
Metallica Bob Rock you fool
What is rock?
Oh ACDC, Cleveland, Ohio, Well basically it's harder and heaver
and slightly more blues based than pop.
What is
So bob ya head now, if you stuck in the slums
A put ya head down, when ya running from guns
They want ya dead now, buried under the sun
You put your
enough to tell you
That we know each other better
Than we know our selves
Like freaks of a feather
We rock together
I know Bob well
But I think he
That's my friend and my friend's named Bob
Like the devil knows hell I know Bob well
Well enough to tell you 'bout his '67 smells
Well enough to tell
Love him
Can't get enough of him
Everyone winks
Nobody's nosy
Side by side
He's just crazy about me
By side
He's a very tender guy
You
viel Spaß!"
Takeshi, Yamaha, Sushi-Bar, Hongkong
Kung Fu, Honda, Mit'subishi, Tom Tom
Hyundai, Kawasaki, Shanghai, Nippon
Shaolin, Samurai, Karaoke,
them gorillas in Chiraq
You be arguin' on the internet billy bob
I be gettin money all of my dinners hot
Stay true to wherever you came from
Only do it
Girls, you know you'd better watch out
Some guys, some guys are only about
That thing (my men and my women)
That thing (don't forget about
of the guy
With the rock and roll banjo band
The way he plays that thing
It makes my poor heart ring
I'm gonna marry that guy someday
If you want
of the guy
With the rock and roll banjo band
The way he plays that thing
It makes my poor heart ring
I'm gonna marry that guy someday
If you want
Gorilla my niggas don't play with my folks
That's all you should know
I took a fish out the water
And gave it some life
Got me feeling like Jesus
bob an weave
Will deceive a street corner
And the forty thieves
They bring em in
You do em in
He bring em in
You do us in
Smell em knockin'
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