Lyrics:
About to run the A
When we drop stanlanta
Bobby Creek
You know his motherfuckin' name nigga
Bobby Creek
He ain't no motherfuckin' game nigga
I'm
Bobby will body anybody Like Gotti did Gambino, from Maryland to Reno
We know Tarantino a killer
But the Young Sinatra got you by the neck
Ladies and Gentlemen, Bobby Darin!
Thank you.
Cats and Rabbits
would reside in fancy little houses
and be dressed in shoes and hats and trouses
in
wife?"
And Bobby Darin sang 'Mack The Knife'
Well they took Eddie Cochran, what could we do?
Once he was gone we knew that rock and roll was through
We had
shit, bet I live for it
For this moment
Had to vent so I hit up the big homie
Niggas don't even buy albums
But niggas still do anything for a deal,
motivation
I remember lil Bobby, lil B
Man I wish I could be a dog in a rich family
Oh how nice would that shit be, my life a catastrophe
Now my shit
the metro, now that shit is retro
Like the Infrareds on my feet, baby, let's go
Sinatra what they know me by, Logic what they call me
Gotta catch a flight
keep it a hundred, shoutout Bobby the bro
This is album mode in the midst of war like the Alamo
It's cowboys vs aliens but that's for show
I ain't
Lemme shout out bobby cuz, 6ix in there like
"Oh my goodness"
Nah, I just did that for the adlib, keep that (squad!)
Yeah, oh my goodness, oh my
the club
We throwed them hunnids not no ones
Throwing them hunnids we fuck them
Whole by the firm
Step in the club
Pocket full of hundred, no ones
Choppa
Know they told me Won don’t drop an album drop them back to back
Half of these ain’t even all that good its just the last two tracks
Can’t you make
hip-hop motherfuckas, you know what I'm sayin?
(Yeah yeah) shout out to Bobby, my engineer
It's a nice night in L.A
We're recordin' this mixtape and shit
of cottonmouths try'na start a problem now
Talkin' shit when I am not around and I'ma knock you out
This that Bobby Boy logical jam
Sad that he left the game but
Just point out the bounce
Yes, just point out the bounce nigga
Yo, listen
Rumor has it "The Blueprint" classic
Couldn't even be stopped by Bin
(Bobby Soxer)
Do the D-A-N-C-E, one, two, three, four
Fight
Stick to the B-E-A T, get ready to ignite
You were such a P-Y T
Catching all the lights
a missing uncle and another need a kidney flip
Face says I been stressed
I got a aunt getting her ass kicked by MS
Nigga, why am I here? For the look, for
the music in they ears, they would have lost it
The seventh album by a musician they both revered
First time this planet heard it, let's call it a world
Lemme shout out Bobby
'cause 6ix in there like "Oh my goodness"
Nah, I just did that for the adlib keep that
(Squad)
Yeah, oh my goodness, oh my
mind
I said I doubt you
I doubt you even know how I let you
Much love to Def Jam, even though they undershipped me
Did me like Bobby did Whitney
Just point out the bounce
Yes, just point out the bounce nigga
Yo, listen
Rumor has it "The Blueprint" classic
Couldn't even be stopped by Bin
Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by
begging drop the album stop giving singles
'Cause I steal the show like Friends did to Living Single
But I'm underhype still I'm gunning right
For
down, your music's influenced by Whitney Bobby pills
While I am on fire, been gettin that Ricky Bobby feel
My cognitive ability decline's not beginning
I got by
Creflo pray Mike Vick payed bobby brown stray Whitney lost weight
Kimbo Slice on the pad when I write
That Mayweather money looking funny in
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