Lyrics:
Bronx Style Bob is in the house, what you wanna do? (Party!)
Hen-Gee is in the house, what you wanna do, homeboy? (Party!)
My man Shaquel is in
relaxed, with no sense of alarm.
The water got hot, but did out Bob hop?
Nope - Bob did not. He just stayed in that pot.
Will the rest of us awake?
life on the real
We the Last Poets so this is a world premiere
Rolling like Mick Jagger, the women just getting badder
All I see is the money, cream,
forty and still sag
Teenagers act more mature, Jack
F- you gonna say to me?
I leave on my own terms, I'm going berzerk
My nerves are bad, but I love
I'm going berzerk
My nerves are bad, but I love the perks my work has
I get to meet famous people, look at her, dag
Her nylons ran, her skirt's
Written by bob welch.
Don't think your dreams are sane
They're taking over your life
I stuck to you but I found out
That you was the crazy kind
Now
the cops
Donuts in the parking lot
Fuck it we gon make it hot
I been going through a lot
I just hope I make it out
I just hope the ones I love can make it
reports world news as
They report about me, we're in trouble
Are you saying that
No, wait, let me finish have you thought of
The chance I'm taking by
afraid at our snarls
Thank God we didn't get beat by the Red Hot Karls
I care about culture of my squad
But after praccy I'm a really need to stretch my
he makes the party Boing, Boing
Bob Digi makes the party Boing, Boing
[Mr. Tibbs]
I'm a country man at heart but a city man by nature
'cause even
Lebron, I'm payin' Dwyane Wade
Three dice Cee-lo, three-card Monte
Labor Day Parade, rest in peace Bob Marley
Statue of Liberty, long live the World
eye and die a better man
God damn
Heart and soul
Need more love in a this world this cold
Fly to neverland to high and better lands
Acquire a third eye
review on Fader
Still get no love from Pitchfork
Nigel Rubirosa, que la cosa?
Feet up on the sofa
Heat up on the holster
World's Fair Yeah, you know
the sanitizer? (Jheeze)
Just flutter by, he said "Giggs can you handle this?"
He said "Float like a butterfly"
I bring truth, but they love a lie
Plans, I'm
fold up
I feel the world getting colder
I always make sure I got something to roll up
Took a minute cause they hated
Then they finally show love
Took
Check
It's Dirty Devils and Edward Scissors
Like an equation, it figures
We're off the scale, but not sheddin' our skins like lizards
Too cold
Juro - Thot Phatty (Produced by Infinitee)
De lo Mio.
Que lo Que.
Yo!
[Chorus - Juro]
Thot Phatty, Your body
Mighty a hot like a tamale,
Lotti
Lebron, I'm payin' Dwyane Wade
Three dice Cee-lo, three-card Monte
Labor Day Parade, rest in peace Bob Marley
Statue of Liberty, long live the World
and kissed the floor soon as they set me free
They still ain't set me
I'm shackled by my feet
Ten toes in this shit
Never told about the heat
Or about how cold
of the police (I love myself)
Uh, illuminated by the hand of God, boy, don't seem shy (I love myself)
One day at a time, huh
They wanna say it's a war
right, so right
So I sing these butterflies
Butterflies
The world stops for
A second, yeah I'm
In heaven
It's cold, it's winter now
Yet we still hot
My Heart Is Cold But My Blood Is Hot
I Remember Spots Where I'd Run From Cops
Should I Fall In Love Yeah Maybe Not
Cuz I Don't Wanna Go Back To That
by myself cause I got me
There's some paper beside me that I ain't touch yet
Material girl, this material world
Diamond glitters and them pearls
That's
a church cuz you don't like the music
The music probably ain't fond of you either
With no hesitation just answer the question
Are you hot or cold
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