Lyrics:
really ‘gotta ask
Let me count it up, ‘ion even see the math, I anticipate the moment it's a thing of the past
For me to get by, I really wish that I could
the kitty coming close, No tuna
I just wanna chill with a rizla
Smoking on an instagram pic, No filter
I be going brick by brick
Listening to B.O.B, No
goin' down
Every time we come around
Y'all throw that money up, catch it comin' down
Every time we come around
Baby let me blow a hundred on you
Every
and lending a shoulder
Side by side
Two's impossible, two is gloomy
Give another number to me
Side
By side
By side
By side, by side, by side, by side, by
off
Nigga was ready to slit all of his wrist off
Had me bent so I'm chin checking lips of
Slow down bitch
You got a pimp out here puzzled like a jigsaw
cool when ya with me
(Aye)
(Aye)
I been fuckin' with you for a lil minute
I must admit, you the realest
Keep the tool when ya wit me
Like Bob
face with a Mach razor
Then walk away from her cause
I'm a heart breaker
This ain't an arcade or a game at all
Crossing me on an off day is like
Tossing
San Antone
Don't ask me why I'm going to Texas
Why in all the world am I here
Cause I do love to hear those Texas fiddles
And dance and sing
Dashing through the snow
In a one-horse open sleigh
Through the fields we go
Laughing all the way
Bells on bob-tail ring
Making spirits bright
anointed an off key accordion looking for that tune to shoot me to the moon
Taunted by the witches broom and the black cat in the black hat
nothing like Dr.
By Bob Farrell & Eddie DeGarmo
Side by side by side by side
Walking together is the way it should be
Side by side by side by side
When you're
to the mob John Gotti, rap dudes bitin' me cause
I got it locked like the late Bob Marley
Pardon me y'all, the great Bob Marley
Solemnly we mourn, all
to the mob John Gotti, rap dudes bitin' me cause
I got it locked like the late Bob Marley
Pardon me y'all, the great Bob Marley
Solemnly we mourn, all
whattup?
Ayo black men, you're dyin' by a dozen cousin
So all I do is walk away yo' Prince as if nothin' happened
You call me a punk, I gotta step cause
Dashing through the snow
In a one-horse open sleigh
Through the fields we go
Laughing all the way.
Bells on bob-tail ring
Making spirits bright
Dashing through the snow
In a one-horse open sleigh
O'er the fields we go
Laughing all the way (ha ha ha)
Bells on bob-tails ring
Making spirits
Dashing through the snow
In a one-horse open sleigh
Through the fields we go
Laughing all the way.
Bells on bob-tail ring
Making spirits
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
I'm getting by with my wicked ways
I'm loading up and I'm taking names
I wanna dig my way to hell
I wanna dig my way to hell
I'm getting by
Dashing through the snow
In a one-horse open sleigh
O'er the fields we go
Laughing all the way (ha ha ha)
Bells on bob-tails ring
Making spirits
the droptoptike
On the four wing island
By the port just vibing
Outsider
Never alone
Cause the sauce is vibrant
Breaking all moulds that you hold in silence
My
M.C.A.
C.B.S.,Capitol,cause they move too slow
Now Sire/Warner Bros. clocks all the dough
As the record revolves money's gettin' made
A.S.C.A.P. pays me
cling to a ramblin' rose?
Tiptoe through the window
By the window, that is where I'll be
Come tiptoe through the tulips with me
Oh, tiptoe from the garden
Paintin' on the boy like I'm Bob Ross
Big Boss, yeah, call me Rick Ross
Locked up just like a dreadlock
Hunnid points, yeah, that's a headshot
Down
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