Lyrics:
talk, trap talk if you bein' specific
And I'm all about my bread, I need that in a jiffy
We really don't play around
Call me Bob the Builder, got
Ya best upthreat 'cause it gets better yet
I'm that deft intellect, them boy they don't pent
So who requested Wu-Tang on the set (it's the RZA)
What
He spent 15 years
Getting loaded for 15 years
Till his liver exploded
Now what's Bob gonna do
Now that he can't drink?
The Doctor said: "What ya
on bullshit
Bitch I'm Bob
Big on big
Bob
Big ol' bag
Bob
Black owned business
Bob
Flag on the play
That's a penalty
Literally
Ya'll ain't balling
Y'all little
What about later
What about later
What about later
Can we save that for later, later, later, later, later, later, later, later
She said I care more
didn't know that Steve had a problem with his bass...
Steve: That's what I'm saying.
Nicko: ...luckily enough, by the time I finished the poxy solo, he
mine now
She said oh you B.O.B lemme find out
She said ain't you LouieLee you so fine wow
Yeah I'm way better than that nigga you been crying bout
But
knew they were on the ground
It was a funny thing they never heard a sound
Farmer Bob got up and said
Wow I reckon we could've been dead
But guess what
in our life
Lavish life wanna see what that's like
Splurge on you have the time of our life
Spend the bens on them foreigners we like
My baby no my
You know what I am and you ain't this I don't aim and everything swish
Is that why they hate that we lit
Is that why they bait that lil' bit
I got
on the way to the telly go fill my belly
A t-bone steak, cheese eggs and Welch's grape
Conversate for a few, 'cause in a few, we gon' do
What we came to do,
real bullshit, politely tell you to beat it
Fuck that, get your own nigga, don't ask me for shit
That's what I did, now they all askin' for hits
Nigga
(Bill Fries, Chip Davis)
I's thumbin' through the want ads in the Shelby County Tribune when this classified advertisement caught my eye. It said
a certain sad little girl
Who always said that she would wait
And now and again she has been seen
Standing at the barrack gate
I wrote this song for you Bob
magic
Wonder fills our hearts for what we
Have glimpsed for an instant:
The playfulness of life
And that’s why I love children
And learn so much from
in my whip
Head boppin'
Bitch I'ma weed head just like Bob Marley
We ain't cool like Hakuna Matata
I'm living life up to the fullest
Bitch nigga what's
records saying that we're a threat to decent society.
Fuck them. I hope we are.
What kind of depraved idiot thinks they can silence others by denying them
Alright, before we get it started
Before we did 'Smoke two joints', that was Jack from the Toys
And that song 'Rivers Of Babylon'
Was written by
Alright, before we get it started
Before we did 'smoke two joints', that was Jack from the Toys
And that song 'Rivers Of Babylon'
Was written by
specialize in misconstruin'
We wanna be at a presidential level, what are we doin'?
Foolin' ourselves, clownin' ourselves, playin' ourselves
By not bein'
specialize in misconstruin'
We wanna be at a presidential level, what are we doin'?
Foolin' ourselves, clownin' ourselves, playin' ourselves
By not bein'
because 'e fucked me right up. N' I knew there was a problem, I still didn' know what it was even after 'e...I, I fucked!
Steve: I know that. Look, it's
uncle anymore
I said now you know for certain what the big wide world is good for
And that Bob's just not your uncle anymore
the only white boy out here that don't got a gimmic?
Hm well I guess it ain't on purpose, they flip for my throwaway verses
Walked by a hospital after
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