Lyrics:
yeah you know the rent paid
They say I'm paranoid, I'm trustin' no one
That nigga Bobby tried to set me up in '01
Saw the red and blue lights, I had
When people ask of me
what would you like to be,
now that you're not a kid any more?
I know just what to say,
I answer right a away.
There's
more
Hey little Bobby
Don't you worry about the war
Hey little Jessica
You just keep up with the score
Cuz God closes the windows
Next thing you know He
Tell me my kindness will be worth the while
I wonder if their heads are just as sore
I don't see the man in my reflection
Don't agree with much of my
She say Bobby don't Stop
It's me on the mic you know I'm The man
Bobby won't Stop
I'm fresh as mug I'm Dapper like Dan
Bobby won't stop
I don't care
Busted flat in Baton Rouge, headin' for the train
Feelin' nearly faded as my jeans
Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained
Took us all
bobby I just wanna play,
So what is this you have to say?
He said, Mary, marry me.
We could live out by the sea
Like they do on the movie screen.
in movies on the weekend
Or plan our vacation
Take a honeymoon by the sea
Oh Bobby, won't you just marry me?
Won't you just marry me?
Oh please,
and cry and hug
And maybe even debate
About what it means to miss someone
Oh Bobby Streets
Oh Bobby Streets
Oh Bobby Streets
Oh Bobby Streets
I love you
ain't worth nothin' but it's free,
Feelin' good was easy, Lord, when Bobby sang the blues
You know, feelin' good was good enough for me
From
me
[Chorus:Repeat x2: Bobby Valentino and Cheri Dennis + (Ludacris ab-libbing)]
Big cities and bright lights
Short days and long nights
No stress
them true not just for me
So if I'm not being too cheeky, listen now
(And hear this one)
Fairbanks, Chaplin, Barry Moore had leading ladies by
them you claim
Oh bobby brown
Whatcha doing in my town
Oh bobby brown
Whatcha doing in my town
All people wanna just feel they belong
To something bigger
those crazy Cuffies
Ya'll floss like ya'll Jay-Z and Puffy's
You get robbed, bucked down by a crazy Cuffie
Bobby! Fuckin' the mics is my hobby
Fuckin'
I don't want to be 'round, when Bobby comes down, you know how that can be, yeah you know better than me. I don't want to be here, when Bobby gets
Stretchin' motherfuckers like Mr. Fantastic
So if you wanna see my Pedigree, you better be
filled with energy, niggaz never gettin' me
[Chorus 2X: Bobby
roberto
Nadie te importa, cariño
I want to be digital bobby
Bobby digital
Rza me advertio de bobby
Bobby digital
[bobby digital]
All you analog
that shit, I'll knock you out
A nigga be pickin' you up off of the ground for thinkin' you 2Pac
And shawty give me neck till I pass out
And she just
You've been calling in me every day
Ever since my Bobby went away
You've been knocking on my front door
And I know just what you're looking for,
I just want to see The Brighter Day
they still wanna take my rights away
Lord can you point me in the right direction direction yeah
Blood
the rest
While that bitch giving me neck
And I get tired of all the fakin' baby
Good with all the conversation baby
You ain’t giving you just taking baby
much
I am like Lamborghini
Crying crying ayi you my girl
Just like Cardi, baby you are very sexy
Nigga is messy
Nigga is risky
That nigga is Bobby
Nigga
darling, that I was doing you wrong
If I had a million dollars I'd give you every, a-every dime
Just to hear you call me, "Bobby", one more time
You
got the upper hand
You can catch me where I'm eating supper at
Hang you from the ceiling by a chain and beat you like a punching bag
Then I go
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