Lyrics:
who giggle walking by
People love Bob Dylan, Johnny Cash and The Stones
But no one seems to give a damn when I play one of my own
I guess that's
try to hurt you baby
No, no, I just wanna work you baby yup yup
See I ain't try to hurt you baby
No, no, I just wanna work you baby
If you scared you
(TREAT) TO YOU
THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD
IF YOU WON'T TELL, THAT I CAN'T HELP IT
BUT I TRY TO TELL TO YOU
THAT I JUST CAN'T LEAVE HER BEHIND
© BOB DYLAN /
we both going somewhere?
Step right up young lady -- Your two hundred birthdays make you old if not
Senile
And we see the symptoms there in your
nigga! Yeah
[Verse 2: B.o.B]
I'm that nigga that you heard about by word of mouth
They probably say I change the music in the dirty south
Now that
oba gb3 mioo
I hear them say
Give it to me, give it to me, my body
If you dey like, you for go see my mommy
Give it to me, give it to me, my body
If
the porch on that kool aid and them tater chips
Don't fool with lames 'cause they be on that hata ish
If you gotta problem wit me go ahead say that shish
I'm
gotta go after daddy get his
See ya later alligator, crying crocodile tears
Don't worry I'll be back if that pussy like crack
She got a nice rack
be
The world's most elaborate joke
Have you heard the old joke about the musician
Trying to be the next Bob Dylan
All of his hopes for his future
two, and ask for Bob."
Well, I called Bob up on the telephone, he says, "Hello, this is Bob speakin'." I says "This here the Bob got the pickup truck
mind
Dylan
I hear Dylan when I look at you
I can see it in invisible ink like a tattoo
The ying to my yang
The toughness to my unending softness
the vision through
Like I really just wanna see my vision through to be honest with you
Cause if that doesnt happen then like what was I even put here for
So
The reddish-brown one
Bob, ain't that a bitch?
Oh
Gotcha
Got ya
Hey Bob, if you're out there, let me see you dance
You said you was funky
C'mon
C
laughing
'Cause he keeps trying to reach her
They ask me son why you stuntin'
I say because I love it
It so fun I'm trying to get it in abundance
My girl
heaven
You know
Hello again
And here I go again
So over and over
I'm gonna see your face
Here I go and say
But over and over
I'm gonna see your
of leaving that queue
But anyone can see my new celebrity is you
Her husband, andre Previn absolutely heaven
Even Herman Levin (13)
Wants to hire him, too
This that type a shit, that you just bob your head too
Bob ya head too, you just you just bob ya head too
This that type a shit that you just bob ya
Steamboat Willie Bonnie Prince of
All this shit
You're like the king of a certain genre
But even you must want to
Quit like if you hear
A record by Bob Dylan
5, no less than 4 on a slow day, call Vegas and bet
By the way, if you a winner, I'm the one you should be with Hit J
Tell them niggas to bet against
Ms. Tattoo Girl
You are forever
Stuck with me
Hello Ms. Tattoo Girl
You forever
Stuck with me
[Verse 1 - Detail]
See everyday I asked a new question
Words and Music by Bob Hartman
Everybody has to say their goodbyes
While they wipe away the tears from their eyes
Everybody bids a fonder farewell
day, call Vegas and bet
By the way, if you a winner, I'm the one you should be with Hit J
Tell them niggas to bet against
Grand Hustle homie, I'm a make
Like a sick note, but it don't get bigger
I'm the realest, I'm a killer with the lyrics
Just look back at SBTV, and you'll see
Takin' the scene
said, I'll see you in hell But the Kennedys knew all too well
There's a New York version of everyone, whatever that means
You get your fortune told by
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