Lyrics:
eyes, catch a vibe
Robert Glasper and Buddy
Take your time, say your prayers
Call your mom, get your money
Catch a vibe, close your eyes
Robert
up that window, let that bad air out""
Yeah, I thought I heard Buddy Bolden shout
Well, I thought I heard Robert Charles exclaim
He said, ""I'm
to pull you up short
To put you through hell
"You're not a kid anymore, Robert
I don't think you'll ever be a kid again, kiddo"
"Hey, buddy, don't be
to pull you up short
To put you through hell
"You're not a kid anymore, Robert
I don't think you'll ever be a kid again, kiddo"
"Hey, buddy, don't be
to pull you up short
To put you through hell
"You're not a kid anymore, Robert
I don't think you'll ever be a kid again, kiddo"
"Hey, buddy, don't be
to pull you up short
To put you through hell
"You're not a kid anymore, Robert
I don't think you'll ever be a kid again, kiddo"
"Hey, buddy, don't be
ROBERT [speaking]: Stop!...What do you get? [Sings]
Someone to hold you too close,
Someone to hurt you too deep,
Someone to sit in your chair,
little bitch, pass to my buddy
Bust that bitch and pass her to my buddy
How does it feel, my nigga? Damn I feel great
Bust a little bitch and pass her
you a actress oh
Shorty actin like she Robert De Niro
Yeah I'm talking to you ain't nobody here hoe
Bitch I wish you weren't so defensive, believe me
follows me
When we're keeping it real
Robert sometimes
Trouble can follow where you lead
Yes sister, I know sometimes, but I
Just wait, let me
Only fam no buddys that shit fa life
I'm talking str8 jacket b4 they take my strips
I been hustling damn near shit all life
I been hustling damn
noting major nigga
Fuck a hater
Feeling like buddy Roe
Aye Aye
Feeling like Buddy Roe
Aye Aye
Realest Nigga from the Dade
Yeah
Realest nigga from
Yeah, Robert, I agree with you 100%
Oh, they're coming to the goal, they're coming to t
Qualifed Cuz Bitch I know
Better than before, upgraded 2.0
2.0,
lighter, they lured him out from
The Lute and brought him down to Robert's.
And then he said, "Set him up!", cous's payin' for.
And then the 800 dollars,
said...
We are not groupies! You better understand that!.. I told Robert Planet, I told Elton John, I told all those big guys...
Robert PLANET?!
We are
him out from
The Lute and brought him down to Robert's.
And then he said, "Set him up!", cous's payin' for.
And then the 800 dollars, bein' more
lighter, they lured him out from
The Lute and brought him down to Robert's.
And then he said, "Set him up!", cous's payin' for.
And then the 800 dollars,
was gullible listening to them bitches that had said they loved me
Yea she missed the vibe and now she tryna be all buddy buddy
I been chasing money
Ain see nobody
Built this shit up on my own
I cant fuk with buddy
How they calling me they leader
Ion even know them people
I didnt see nobody
Built
buddy I'm roaring
My feeling get all in the cup yeah
I keep on pouring
I get the glory a champion like Robert Horry
Free my life up from the neg now I
bitch in LA
Metro reefer only thing I'm smokin'
Ain't no play-play busted on her face
She rub it in like it's some Olay
Bitch she brought two buddies with
They run me from Will Dockery's(2), Willie Brown, I
want your job
They run me from Will Dockery's, Willie Brown, I want
your job
(spoken: Buddy
Whats he doing?
Ge-Get out of there, Macho
Oh, no
Jake The Snake Roberts
Look at that
Look at that
Roberts with a king cobra
Macho!
Flickin'
of straightenin' (I'm tellin ya)
Been kickin' shit, poppin' out daily (go)
On an island, it's a movie I'm makin' (that's facts)
I'm countin' dineros with Robert
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