Lyrics:
(The skill of Shaolin)
Yes the good life, you know
What the fuck is that, hell's angels?
Ol' Dirty singing in the background*
(Ah Mr. Bobby
You were like a brother and a friend
I was like the son you never had
Showed me how to live the street life
Making money every night selling coke for
And I saw the tape across his chest
We were just about on the highway
When Bobby's jeep come up in the dust on my right
I pulled over and let my
Where did you go? Where did you go? Where did you go?
Come back to me
You were my one, you were my one
When all has been said, all has been done
You
of your life
But chances are we won't be talking by the end of tonight
God I'm a fuck up man why do I do this
I could end it all now this pipe in my right
know where I came from
Not havin' a pot to piss in
Stop and listen
I'll tell you how I came from Rags to Riches
[Verse 3 (Bobby Valentino):]
Man, I
the commode
Got off the stove and slowed my role, I'm in the mosque now
But I'll still serve you a baked potato Bobby Johnson style
You ain't lit, you litter
the midst of all your misery nigga
Stay fly never let em see you frown
Even smile when you down
Shit, I floss on my off days
Fuck what they all say
Niggas
after all this time
You were the one
You were the one where I put in the effort and therefore the time
You were the one, you were the one
You were the,
Tommy Tek Da Underboss I got family wid me
To my 0.T gunners my killys my Younger’s
From home in Tokky to all da way back up by da Humber
Till we
we're doing it, wow
Skepta, you look like you’ve got AIDS
You look like you’ve got HIV
You look like you’ve got Gonorrhea
All around your lips
'Cos you
there?
SMOCK
Captain, according to my calculations, we?re 38 billion miles off course.
KWIRK
Thank you, Smock!!!
SMOCK
Why are you pinching
all over to a face I can trust
You don't know where the wind's gonna blow
And since you can't take it with you ]
Better give it away before you go
Make sure what you ride for
Is somethin' you would die for
Make sure what you ride for
Is somethin' you would die for
All my nigga wanna do is
all day
'Cause nobody likes me, everybody hates me
They want me to go eat some worms (I hope you offended)
And drag my name through the mud,
You say the wrong thing, they'll lock your ass up quick
The FCC says "Profanity - No Airplay"?
They can suck my dick while I take a shit all day
the middle of my salad and steak
Bobby Joe walked in with a couple of friends
And said, "Hey have you heard from her at all man like
Where's she been?"
da game bitch dats Where I belong
I den been thru ups and downs nigga All my life
Seen too many people die nigga that Shit ain't right
Ima put up
a stage
So let me play for you and you and you
Bobby Dread and the cool running
It's all I ever in my life
I really wanted
To sing and do
Bobby Dread
an attack on
You? Is it control? Why do you
Need to have control over my
Life? because we’re not together?
Then why? Is
This being rewarded and praised by
York flip
[Bobby Digital]
Yo, you may catch me in a pair of Polo Skipperys, matching cap
Razor blades in my gums (BOBBY!)
You may catch me in yellow
the things you see
It's up to you to change you life and my life's up to me
The problems that you suffer from are problems that you make
The shit we have
cmy's head
Bobby's coming with you, even though she says you're mean
Will you face it in the corner, corner where I smoke my weed?
cte flowers in
is all mine
I love the way it tastes across the pantie line
So go and take it off
And Ima have to break you off something
Just like Bobby Brown
Ain't
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