Lyrics:
Girl I see wanna blow my high
You tryna be main but you my side
And when i get it always hit it from the side
Girl i take it you wanna be right by me
em bitties
45’s for the vultures
DO DO DO DO DO DO DO DO DO
So what watch you
DO DO DO DO DO DO DO DO DO
The same way I
DO DO DO DO DO DO DO DO DO
DO
the space in the back
Where chumps walk by, and they face get slapped
I'm not known to talk a lot
Sit on five whips, son, so I don't walk a lot
Got ten
me
Now Charles is fled to Turkey, left his men afar
And they'll be marched through Moscow now as prisoners of the Czar
And had I but known last
anybody's path
Gave everything I had
Took what I could grab (check it)
It was just a bunch of open rags
[Chorus (Bobby Valentino):]
This is the story in
callin' my name
I used to sing spirituals and I thought that
This was the thing I wanted to do
But somehow or another, when I went in the Army
I
of the
hallway
I noticed a niggga Bobby
the kitchen floor but leaking from a n**** body
I can't believe he's just here with three new holes in the forehead
Bobby Dazzler
He's a Bobby Dazzler, Bobby Dazzler
Everybody knows me in this town
But they don't hang around, I guess it's their bad luck you got me now
I was born on the northside of a
Midwestern town
There was nine of us living in a
Three bedroom house
Didn't have much money, but we made do
Oh! Tell ya I got so disgusted now
Yeah
Said I'll go back home and sleep some more
Now that seem like the right thing to do
But by
Intoxicated and I'm faded by you honey, why
We finally made it, got to lovin' money, seeds and shine
They wanna hate it, try to break it but it's
Intoxicated and I'm faded by you honey, why
We finally made it, got to lovin' money, seeds and shine
They wanna hate it, try to break it but it's
pretty
Yeah we bad we like Bobby and Whitney
But we really like Kylie and Travis
Babygirl I ain't with the dramatics
I don't do no talking
I just get
your gear ain't shit your jewels ain't shit
your kicks ain't shit nigga your whips ain't shit
Bobby you ain't shit nigga I'm the shit
Rap comes talk to me as if I'm one of the greats, yeah
I've been fueling my patience
What do I do but not create
I've been true to my statements
Only
Charles
Me and KNus on the merry-go-round
I'm gettin' real fat like LostNUnbound
I'll spin fire, I'ma ultrasound
Everyone around me are all clowns,
but I
better back right off me
No, I don't hit softy, walk on stage applaud me
Been feeling oddly I throw my hat like Bobby
Money on my body, music is my hobby
playin' around
I just wanna hold you closely
Then undress you slowly
With you i'm always winning you're my trophy
But I can only seem to get you when i
My Sleeve
With This Magic Show
Keep Movin To This Music
Yeah She's Fine But Your Better
By The Way You Do It To It
So Look At Her Look At Her(Oh)
name
I used to sing spirituals and I thought that this
Was the thing that I wanted to do
But somehow or other When I went in the army I picked up
I know, bobby, I see
The times are awful, true
But they're times that we inherit
What else can we do?
The choices pal, are few
Roll over, die,
what you tryna do?
Doggy Dogg with the shit, but I'm not a fool
When I step up in the party, hoes know the rule
And if the bitch can't swim, sit by
about pussy they ain't fuccking wanna recollect ...(they disconnect)
Bobby gave no fucks
That you chose to be dull
that is your own fault
I*ll do
school, puffin' on that loud
Doin' shit just to do it, 'cause we wasn't allowed
I thought I understood the world, but I was still a child, yeah
Now when
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