Lyrics:
Sunset Sunday starts feeling scary
Bob Saget hosted a sweet sanctuary
Who do you love and who do you tolerate?
Tom made it fun watching grown men's
some fools
Not sure how to end it, so all I will say is
Hope you fuckers all have a very nice day
(Hope you fuckers all have a very nice day)
(Hope you
till the day I die
Oh, I hope, I hope
I hope that you're not sad
I hope that you're happy although
I ain't by your side
I hope everything was real
I
Hang your head, Tom Dooley,
Hang your head and cry;
You killed poor Laurie Foster,
And you know you're bound to die.
You left her by the roadside
B.O.B
What's up, what's, down.
Ladies and gentleman we are entering into the fifth dimension
And I mention we gone.
Right on right on
B.O.B
I hope I die in my sleep, 'cause I'm tired of living
I hope these hoes get tired of taking, 'cause I'm tired of giving
I guess I'll never be free,
Life comes in Waves
[Verse 1: Tom Niland]
Wave one, starting to feel
Like I am an alien, outer fear
Got my mind corrupted, black tear
Losing my sanity,
like the RZA, like Nas, like Jay
'Cause I mastered the flow from back in the day
Respected by my peers from Drizzy to Cole to Kenny
Thank you for
to the metal
I'm rugged and rough for Cocoa Puffs, and yes, I love my Fruity Pebbles
So howdy, my partner, I starts to get meaner
So ask Bob for hope, nope,
you need help to die Thats something I’ll can give a hand in
See I’m standing on my ego
So I’m taller than you people
If I loose I’ll take the dopest
baby Bob and Manny are my heroes so sing with me today
I'll tell you Bob the builder rode excavators and handy Manny used spanners to break us
Every
to the metal
I'm rugged and rough for Cocoa Puffs, and yes, I love my Fruity Pebbles
So howdy, my partner, I starts to get meaner
So ask Bob for hope, nope,
to the metal
I'm rugged and rough for Cocoa Puffs, and yes, I love my Fruity Pebbles
So howdy, my partner, I starts to get meaner
So ask Bob for hope, nope,
on a nigga
Bitch I'll ride for niggas
I'll die for my nigga
What's behind the moon blood?
Red bandanna nigga
Uh
Uh
Uh
I pull up like what's poppin'
Uh
Uh
Uh
kids, they ain't the ones
Right or wrong, black or white
Cross the line you're gonna pay
In the dawn before the light
Live and die by the shades of gray
You should try it, it's fun.
I need A Few Good Men to roll with my posse
Gonna dance til the Edge of Tomorrow like Bob Fosse
Like Jerry Macguire, I
tomorrow (shit)
Scooby
Scooby
(Scobie)
Chasing each other like Tom and Jerry
Playing Cat and Mouse
Like Tom and Jerry
*2
We gonna die in this shit
Hope
"Brown Sugar" by D'Angelo
In Los Angele's, like an Evangelist
I can introduce you to your maker
Bring you closer to nature
Ashes after they cremate you
Hang your head, Tom Dooley,
Hang your head and cry;
You killed poor Laurie Foster,
And you know you're bound to die.
You left her by the roadside
to emphasize
I hope this helps to clarify
I hope you die
I hope your cellmate thinks he's God
But C.N.N. refer to him as "Bowling Ball Bag Bob
to die
Being led to the slaughter like a sacrificial lamb
He said, "Wait a minute, boys, you know who I am?"
"Of course we do, we know who you are"
guitar bum whose name I never knew
Old School Nashville, Harlan Howard, Bob McDill
Tom T Hall go drink your fill and blow us all away
There was this
on man Michael Vick didn’t even have this many dopey bitches
I hope you get this
There’s no forgiveness
For the pope he gives his
Cardinals permission
"Hello, children
Hello
Are you ready?
Then we'll begin"
Ey
Hier sind die Beginner, woo
Yeah
Das is' für die alten Zeiten
Für den alten
Discuss these i hope you die by bob tom Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In