Lyrics:
2 Peter 2:20
Words by Bob Hartman
Music by Bob Hartman and John Elefante
There are things that look attractive
On the surface of despair
There are
open sleigh (jingle, jing, jing, jingle!)
Over the fields we go (o'er the fields, jingle, jingle!)
Laughing all the way!
Bells on Bob-Tail ring
friend
The man in the coonskin cap by the big pen
Wants eleven dollar bills you only got ten
Look out, kid
Look out, kid, because it's somethin' that
more.
They pass by mommy shark
quick, quick, quick!
And they swim, swim, swim
all over the sea.
Doo doo doo doo doo doo,
doo bi doo bob!
And they swim,
on the track
So say what you like, you just givin' me gas
So by now, I got enough to drive to Venus and back
So I'ma
[Chorus - B.o.B]
Make a lot of money
(Make
By Bob Hartman
Based on Rom. 7:15
I have a secret that I let nobody see
An evil shadow that's been hanging over me
My alter ego that I try to hold
Painting a picture like Bob Ross
Gotta play it cool, take it slow cannot take a loss
Painting a picture like Bob Ross
Gotta play it cool, take it
Pressed my lips on your sun-burnt skin
On a road by the river bend
Standing underneath the dead end sign
We swam around underneath the moon
wanna
Don the ski mask of the robbers (Frantz Fanon)
As if I'm not already seen as bad by the coppers (Homage)
That's like parents being raised by
The Wicked Messenger
WRITTEN BY: BOB DYLc
N
There was a wicked messenger
From Eli he did come
With a mind that multiplied the smallest matter
When
it plain,
"Although she is so careless,
Although he is so vain."
But the lady played Bob Cherry,
Did not see or care,
As the vain man went by her,
green stuff
Provided to you by sack man
Pacman how in the fuck do you think we gon' do that, man?
Ridin' round Old National on eighteens without no
I'm gettin' money so bitch stop asking
You harassing
Quavo, come here come stand by me
Quavo, when you gon come talk to me
I'm cooking and rapping
meg a Rakim
Tekerik a bluntot megy a Bob Marley Jammin’
Sosem voltam feka csak éreztem a ritmust
Isten hozott nálam ez a zenelabirintus
Nem
Down at the shore where the cool waves smack,
You'll find Gorgo spinning at Crazy Crab Shack.
Lobster Bob's the host with the most,
Pointing out
hear the loud voices, that's my homies calling
Open up the windows, let the angels fall in
As I bob and weave between stars
Learn and dream between
green stuff
Provided to you by sack man
Pacman how in the fuck do you think we gon' do that, man?
Ridin' round Old National on eighteens without no
niggas disgrace us, they girlfriends want date us
Got different hoes, I'm pimpin' hoes, you could tell by my pay stubs
My niggas getting right, smoking
headphones on
She hears the music blasting
She sees here brother marchin' by
Their bond is everlasting
Listening to Bob Dylan singin'
In 1963
Watchin'
going far I'll be home by noon
Dave was a very good friend of Bob's
He took Bob's car and would speak to Charlotte
Dave nor Charlotte nor anyone else
taken by surprise when I quickly closed my eyes.
So she rang the bell, and quick as hell
Bob the Nob came out on his job
To see what the trouble was.
*Written by Bob Geldof
*From the album entitled "Mondo Bongo"
Just an OutKast I was really watchin from the bubble
Used to not wanna , I would try to keep it Suttle
Now We have no fear, just some Kings of the jungle
Piece by piece, this puzzle comes together
Sever your ties with the bad guys, let the lies go
If you wanna be a hoe, go 'head and don't be scared
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