Lyrics:
happy to be in Paris?)
Beyoncé, Beyoncé? Beyoncé, Beyoncé?
Driver roll up the partition please
Driver roll up the partition please
I don't need you
happy to be in Paris?)
Beyoncé, Beyoncé? Beyoncé, Beyoncé?
Driver roll up the partition please
Driver roll up the partition please
I don't need you
on struggling for my success like Bob lashley
You dont need to be mad at me
I'm only fighting for my future kids
Never give up like john cena pls
Always been up
property getting used and abused by ken
All my life I've been an outsider meaning it's time to go ahead and find a way in
To be honest
Now I got you all up
It's not about the taste you have
It's not about how kind you are
Some shit can not be recycled!
Some shit can not be recycled!
It's not about
Spectators be yapping on some Bob Costa shit
I ain't just talking shit, I'm Marcus Vick
Without the Heisman Trophy but
With the Hawaiian Sophies
Frequent flyer
got a crowd that's in a frenzy Bob
Let's go down to the announcers for the start of the game
And now, please rise for the singing of our national
got a crowd that's in a frenzy Bob
Let's go down to the announcers for the start of the game
And now.. please rise for the singing of our national
played for the Mavericks
And yea I'm savage
Way more than ya average
Don't check my status
Just watch my feet
Watch how I move
Look how I be
Please
in Philadelphia
And we wanna do a song that's kind of a tribute to one my all time favorites
A fella by the name of Bob Wills recorded a song several
like they do in Texas
Please - 1, 2, 3!
Fold 'em, let 'em hit me, raise it baby -
Stay with me love game intuition
Play the cards with spades to start
fallon,
I get the lean by the gallon,
Bitch I’m a pit I be howling,
My niggas solid as mountains aye,
Babygirl keep it a thousand aye,
Kicking it calling
you have right now?
WEST: Well, influence isn't my definition of
Success it's a
By-product of my creativity i just
Want to create more i would be
Fine
a hundred and twenty
Look, here man no hands
I got up enough nerve to raise up and look
And by now there couldn't be no surprise
But his hair was blowing all
can cope
I've been crushed by these waves, but I need to survive
I need your assistance if you'd be so kind
Please take my lost soul to where I belong
I like to stay down by Ladybird Lake
Where you told me joy is real easy to fake
Fake cars on credit cards
Fake smiles and Louboutins
Fake happiness
headed north like life was going to be different
Different from the previous most devious kind of chattel oppression
Thought to be a lesson of ingenuity
If
with that 3peat
B.O.B how you do that
I be thinkin bout old times
Used to dream of a cosign
Got to this point in 5 years
But it's feeling like no time
enough
Make yo ass bag-back don't be popping up
Push yo ass off track, try stopping us
Make his ass run laps, like a 40 yard dash, I'm a catch his ass bad
Frank zappa (guitar, vocals, drum machine)
Steve vai (guitar, acoustic guitar)
Ray white (guitar, vocals)
Roy estrada (vocals)
Bob harris (boy
rules
Bob the builder wit the tool
Eww eww ewww ewww
I am so hot right now I'm might just go blow me a fuse
Eww ew eww eww eww
Don't be mad at me lil
getting blowed
Eventually I might have to hit the dispensary
Buy a couple pounds
I’ll be high for a century
Soon as I step in the DJ mention me
I walk by
Jimmy Kimmel: My guest tonight is a
21-time Grammy award winning performer
Who last month threatened his very existence
By threatening one
please don't copy my flow boy
(Nope!)
What have I been doing?
Same old same old just
Kicking back living life
Live it right, only got one shot
Go
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