Lyrics:
Bob
Like the devil knows hell
I know Bob well
Well enough to tell you
'bout his 67 smells
Well enough to tell you
He's a hell-a-swell fellow
Well
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
Bob Dylan Is Richt - Bob Dylan Hat Recht (Apropos Bob Dylan Éclat in VIenna on 16th April 2019)
Bob Dylan is right
when demanding respect
for
a massive super tax
If they sell it in the shops you'll have to buy it by the gram
No more fucking ounces this ain't fucking Amsterdam
People shuffling round
here and pop off real quick
Yo, I gotta get that guap by any means
You know what I'm sayin', son?
Growin' up in Brooklyn, shit
I thought that
don't know what you came to see
Nigga just out here feeding my kids
Throw up the duece and let me slide on by
Cause everybody wants to be a tough guy
Hook:2x
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 said this gone be
huh
Time for lil momma to go up and bring the love
Lil momma bring the love
Clap your hands like this
Bob your head like this
Bob your head like this
don’t have to pay for shit I’m a rap star
Hook
Bob your head to the beat till your neck breaks
My lines are fortified like Kevlar chest platess
Cutting
I'm serving dope
I feel like my name J Miller
Hit em with the hammer
No Bob The Builder
Shoulda told em that
They fucking with a killer
Keep that
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
Holy gooses
That was crazy
Larry & Bob, they clearly ain't lazy
Coz they went in the forest
And they went to the tower
And they haggled with QT
to listen
There's no light at the end, I'm not optimistic
I said Mr Bob the builder won't you fix my soul
Please Bob won't you fix my soul
I said Mr Bob
Yeah i do it for the sport
For the sport haha
Uh jammin', jammin’
Jammin' like Bob Marley's cousin
Pop yo bitches stomach while
You fucking cuddling
it
By jumping from this tree
Bob the tree sloth
Chasing your dream
Disoriented tree sloth
Follow your dream
Bob the tree sloth
Chasing your dream
of the most famous jazz pianists in the world"
I said, "I think I may have heard of him
Or maybe I'm getting him confused
With the chain food restaurant Bob
I tried to break away from you
From the spics and blacks and the gum you chew
Where the posters are torn by the muggin' gangs
By the faggy park
I tried to break away from you
From the spics and blacks and the gum you chew
Where the posters are torn by the muggin' gangs
By the faggy park
MAS PREFERE BOB MARLEY
NÃO TEM STRESS, É TIPO A MARY J.
E A OPINIÃO DELA TEM MAIS PESO QUE UM RAP DO NWA
A MELHOR FESTA BLACK, ROLANDO ANDERSON PAAK
Midwest
Indiana, Gary
Mike Jack, Bob esponja, Patrick
Nick, Disney, Cody e Zack
Art atack, woody, woodpecker, tom e jerry.
Como Orlando, Magic
Paula e
you see what I mean
I had a dream,
Martin Luther King
I was Michael Jordan when he got them rings
I was Vince Carter on the fast break
Bob Marley,
Dampfschiff,
jeder hat ein soziales Projekt, aber was macht Sam so,
er läuft durch die Stadt, spendiert großzügig second hand smoke,
bin OutKast wie Andre 3000
green stuff
Provided to you by sack man
Pacman how in the fuck do you think we gon' do that, man?
Ridin' round Old National on eighteens without no
green stuff
Provided to you by sack man
Pacman how in the fuck do you think we gon' do that, man?
Ridin' round Old National on eighteens without no
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