Lyrics:
Y'all work at Build-A-Bear soft as
Underhand pitching with skills
Shit, and ain't no use in
Crying over spilt milk you're dead and gone
The pall-bearers
that shit around me
(guilt-guilty by association)
Cause I ain't gettin indicted
With fools around me
(guilt-guilty by association)
It's cool you flip
Chedder Bob will take control
The grip was loose as was foretold
So notice that they let it go
Afraid the truth will soon come out or other words they'll
ain't gonna be no more mics
And people ask me B.o.B what kind of language is that
Cause I may blast into the future, I may never come back
And I'm
(You don't use uh, you don't use narcotics)
(Do you Bob?)
All that smokin' can't be safe
All real niggas can relate
Too much commas in the safe
I go to sleep
I see this big ol' butt
See I ain't never gave no chick fo' stars
But she treat me so good that
She be drivin my car
And everyday it get
And is it even worth questioning
Life ain't a game of chess bud
No way
No way
Chucking up a deuce while they talking shit
Blah blah blah you too talkative
cnd is it even worth questioning
Life ain't a game of chess bud
No way
No way
Chucking up a deuce while they talking shit
Blah blah blah you too
school
They pay to put you in the classes
It's your chance to reach the masses
CHORUS
This ain't no trip to a foreign land
This ain't no trip
tellin' us it ain't gon' rain
So now we sittin' in a drop-top, soakin wet
In a silk suit, tryin' not to sweat
Hits somersaults without the net
But
should of seen the comin', the language is universal
One time perfect attack with no rehearsal
Shook the Earth for what it's worth
You're in danger
and y'all do extra
I've been on cruise control for 12 years
Ain't no need to gas the nigga in the Tesla
It's funny
I'll put a Heckler to you heckler
Squeeze,
what
Reapers from the motherfuckin' Streets of Salem you
Cryin' like a fucking slut
It's a drive by, boy
Better be in bed by 9, boy
Ain't no game, no
(ooh, you know you got going on)
Uncle Mike is in the house (this ain't a R&B song)
Bob Power is in the house (you got it going on)
Tim Latham is in
(written by Bob Dylan)
It ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe
Even If you don't know by now
An it ain't no use to sit and wonder why
Babe it
Ain’t No Use
Ain’t no use in trying
Aint no use in trying
Aint no use in trying
There aint no use
Verse
One moment, you’ve blown it
I was up for
ain’t notice it (No)
Thank God my partner 'nem frozen (Flash)
Double cup, sipping this Act’ though
I got some red and some Wock mix
I been leaning so bad
That bitch choking like she got a rope
Don’t fw the dawgs cuz we ain’t no joke
Got a bad bitch she think white like she was the pope
Running from
outside your door.
You ain't seen nothing like it.
No, you ain't seen nothing like it,
Not since the Civil War.
Coming over the hill are the boys
would get you seventeen, that's seventeen
I mean yesterday was everything if there's no hope for tomorrow
And money ain't everything, I can go broke
And that pussy good, show me how you use it (yeah)
Step by step, baby, go through it (ay)
I'm a baller, baby, he ain't got no game (ay)
I'm a big dog,
ain't playing with niggas, no sir not me
And they can't blindfold what my third eye see
Yeah I was locked up, but like a bird I'm free
And the coupe
and start to jot some
Always told myself that I would never be losin'
Man, I ain't have no hood, my mother was always movin' (damn)
From Detroit to Texas,
'll make your world shatter like glass
And I ain't talking 'bout the dabs
(Woo-ha)
What's the haps on the craps?
(Woo-ha)
Stoney Bob bring it back
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