Lyrics:
Pretty sure that's it
I don't even know
Honestly like, this song started because like
One day I was just like
I feel like Bobby cant nobody Hill me
me like movie directed by Berkoff
Yo peng ting say she love my drip fresh new top from vendor
Big man tings you talk too much shush and speak your
Three chords and a song
Danny played steel
cnd Bobby just sings along
Cause all you need is a big ol' dream
Three chords and a song
It's all you
money double still it cause bare trouble
Friend turn enemy dem would a sell me out fi nothing
The names Bobby but it's not Valentino
They call me Hustle
You know I keep a Raf strap
It's a big body
And i'm racing 'round the track just like i'm Ricky Bobby
You don't believe who
I'm finna blast through
Valentino (Louie Valentino) ***
Wanna go to cloud nine?
Right now, girl I think that it's time
Yeah, you're one of a kind
I just wanna sit back and pick your
Valentino's
Come and ginger me like Sharon Stone did in casino
Solo dolo baby, yeah you know i ain't no primo
Can never catch me slipping, yeah I'm moving
You've been calling in me every day
Ever since my Bobby went away
You've been knocking on my front door
And I know just what you're looking for,
Valentino Brief Case
Cost me two bands
Might sign to death row for stocks
And NFT plans
Versace sheets
Hermes Rug
I'm into timeless art
Just
at they ain't on your level
Let me elevate your mind if he kick you down
You ain't gotta sell your body that just puts you down
Get a job own a business
win
Man I'm Out here doing my dirt lord forgive me for my sins
My heart cold I seen to much just by the shit that I was in
I been solo since
a mood
This should put you in a mood
Winning and I can not lose
Call me Bobby cause I got the tools
Cant hop on my wave
I stay on the water but I do not
I want fun I gotta run to you
To me you look just like
A treasure chest of pretty things
I already told
I would buy you ten real diamond rings
Yeah, fuck that shit
You are watching a master at work (yeah)
This what you all been waitin' for ain't it?
Rap game owe me, I been waitin' for
you too!
Awfully big jaws, now!
The way she do me boy
She might do you too!
Shake up the...
I'll tumble for ya!
Oh no!
The way she do me boy
She might
I'm a hot nigga, don't tell my 'countant on me
Free Rowdy Rowdy, free Bobby Bobby, them the Shmurda homies
Good lord!
Thirtys in the city movin'
fires my libido
Keeps things warm just like the El Nino
She's my lovely sexy valentino
Feels like it could be time
Bells are starting their chime
me ya
Bobby carries glocks and he don't talk to cops
Run up on him then you best believe your gettin fuckin shot
In the 90210 I say dat shit like i'm
you know you know I saw you on a PJ
When you gon' fly me out, when you gon' smoke me out
Always throw the mans out, motherfuck a hand out
All I ever
Tijuana
Where me and Bobby drink alongside
The same people we'd sent back the day before
We met there she said her name was Louisa
She was from sonora
we over too?
Does it mean anything, or is it just a fling, fling, fling?
I say that to say it's cool either way, but I gotta know
Will you, be by my
for me
Hoe, I′m they real queen
Say you never heard of me
Well here I go now
Gotta a lotta catching up to do
And ion slow down
Tell em Bobby
I slay
told me Lil Bobby you got it
Don't stop till the kids know the name like some Fruity Loops
Bad times they come and go
When I get sad just say too-da-loo
ain't worth nothin' but it's free,
Feelin' good was easy, Lord, when Bobby sang the blues
You know, feelin' good was good enough for me
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