Lyrics:
of that old Coupe De Ville
Those shoes were just too big to fill that year
A song on Bobby Bare would take you anywhere
If I'm still here it wasn't for
a luncheon
Bobby crush with the punch-in
Whole crew been awake, we eating these snakes, they seein' us munchin'
Look I ain't fuckin' with you like I'm
Boy I'm not your shawty, 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
Don't
I just put in work, she call me Mister (hey Mister)
Get it by the gram, call it Insta
I'm so lazy, tell my hoe to get the picture
Look, I'm
Tony Montana
Maison Margiela boot right up in Manor
Wiz Khalifa da reefer, smoke by the pound
Drunk on Juicy J like I'm on the brown
Touching that
running through your hood
I'm feeling like I should, I wish a motherfucker would
Bobby be my name
I'm 'bout to run a train
On this girl with all my
Yeah
I feel Bobby Boucher in a Tesla
Heard she got the water boy, ou I'm a fetch some
Baby I don't kiss and tell, that shit for jezebels
Ain't no shame
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
Bass go so low that the
Freaks in the backseat
Get a thrill off the alpine
When it vibrate they asscheeks
I'm Bobby Ray, baby, an All-American athlete
I
away
Heaven knows that I'm gonna make it one day
Yeah, yeah
Bobby don't do it to 'em
You're beautiful and you don't gotta prove it to 'em
Come on,
[ Both ]
In the misty moonlight by the flickering firelight
[ Skeeter ]
Any place is all right long as I'm with you
[ Both ]
In a faraway land
light too
Dejavu
Start my days by noon but some days I knew
Time is precious
Don't touch my precious I'm begging you
If I run out too soon, hope they
You can go head give me the crown
Thought I was lost but I am found
Rockin that milly like I'm Bobby brown
Back in my zone I won't never slow down
I'm a hot nigga, don't tell my 'countant on me
Free Rowdy Rowdy, free Bobby Bobby, them the Shmurda homies
Good lord!
Thirtys in the city movin'
I'm married to the millions, going steady
King play, wit bags of the paper, like confedi
Dripping all this waterboy, Bobby Bosha
Draco, get
We Play What We Want Featuring d'Nessa The Insane Vocal Society, No D'finition Brother Polite, Dontae Winslow & Lucky Peterson
Written by: Bobby Ray
Call me Bobby cause I got the tools
They see how I’m living
They know why I spit it, I think that you get it
But stay out my business
The new v is tinted
Like the darkness of silent Hill
Atomic Dog Bobby's World
And Bobby is like Bobby Seale
Ultraviolet laser beam
Carved my name in the dolman
Where
they really hot (Them niggas bobby)
Niggas they shooters who you shot (Nobody)
Stay humble if you at the top you might lose ya spot (You might lose ya
haha)
(By the end of the night, you goin' be mine)
(Luda! And Valentin' the dream)
[Bobby Valentino (Ludacris)]
Don't leave your girl round me
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
Quiet, shhh
Bitch don't make a sound
Yeah
I just put in work she call me Mister
(Hey Mister!)
Get it by the gram, call it Insta
I'm so lazy tell my
I'm out of breath
I'm taking shelter in your heart
We've had this feeling from the start
We'll have this feeling will we
[Pre-Chorus]
Bobby's got a way
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