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cha
When you see me win you get mad nigga don't cha
See a nigga went ahead and got em mad about it
Voices in my head
Say run up ya bag Bobby
Charged up

drifting, Ricky Bobby
How I whip the motherfuckin’ Maserati
Guaranteed, you’ll never wanna try me
Coming at your head, it’s a kamikaze (Ayy!)
(Ayy!) Out

don't get passed on
FGU we on it
We putting on
Bobby too immense
The gravity is strong
Put my soul and my spirit in my lyrics in every song
I keep

like a zombie
Got gorillas and apes
You don't want to try me
Double deuce in my cup
Nigga like I'm Bobby
If we hit this jugg
Man they ain't gone find me

another banger I said I might have to pass
Momma said I rap too fast
So I’m gonna take it
Slow
Slow
Slow it down like R2bees or Bobby Valentino she was

I am Palmateer and you are Bobby Clarke
On a breakaway in Oshawa in 1979
W hile suburbs sleep or watch TV
We are busy being heroes under streetlights

purple so I sing wit Whitney
But that Bobby never lay in my joint
I wanna dance with somebody at night
Throw up our shadows on the wall till sunlight

HERE COMES BOBBY

Just one bummer, a shark ate Bobby's foot
Now he's draggin', a Velcro plastic boot
He was hangin', ten out by the point
Gone in one

The Devil a liar.
But he acquired everything
Just check display

The real God been out of the way
And it hit hard like Bobby Boucher
How am I suppose

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defectos mainee


llegamos a tu party cambia el vibe

por
el bobby y yo.

Cuff up all the badies  have you fuckers dancing
with each other

swoosher

another dub
Told my nigga Bobby pour dis up just like he on the Bucks
Get your money, baby, get your bag
And if you love me, then you gon spin that back

Bobby and Billy robbed a bank last June
They showed up with guns and shot the place up, boom, boom
Side by side they rode away out of sight
But

around in a black kawasaki
I'm Jack and I'm kickin' it - bobby wasabi
In the lab I'm no rat but I'm Leo Mufasa get out of my jungle - I'm not even playing

Todd Zeile
Bobby ain't right
I'm the king of the hill
Know it ain't right
But the drugs help heal
All the pain I seen
Man, it really feel unreal
Don't

more 
Just married

Years went by and they made a ghost of Bobby and Jenny 
Tears went dry with the petty woes of which there were plenty 
Now at night

money and peace
Leave by the sun up
(Wake up Bobby man we need some heat)
Okay I got y'all
Ate another cap the music speak like I'm a shotball
Eyes red

pretty
Yeah we bad we like Bobby and Whitney
But we really like Kylie and Travis
Babygirl I ain't with the dramatics
I don't do no talking
I just get

I wanna be like Nip and London
Fairytale up in the hood
Or maybe like Bobby and Whitney
Get high and we travel the world
I can be like Martin you

Super Mario World

Logic

Bobby Tarantino

2016

Lemme shout out bobby cuz, 6ix in there like
"Oh my goodness"
Nah, I just did that for the adlib, keep that (squad!)
Yeah, oh my goodness, oh my

Piss'n On Your Ego

T.I.

Fuck Da City Up

2012

shit
I piss on that like a port-o-potty
This beat is retarded so therefore my flow is autistic
Come on down to Bobby's World
You and your friend all

Sunday Afternoon

Bobby Brown

Forever

1997

Sunday AFTERNOON
(Written by Bobby Brown, Derek "DOA" Allen, and Kenny Finnel)

Yeah, on the re-make ????? Sunday afternoon, yo
DOA, bring it to me,

Back in '79

Toy Dolls

The History 1979-1996

1997

engaged
Bobby was a skinhead, but Bobby's hair grew, all for a bird who made him bbblue
WE NEVER THOUGHT WE'DE SEE THE DAY, TEDDY WITH A MRS IN THE FAMILY

Fishlands

Deirdre Flint

Shuffleboard Queens

Eddied trying to make it with the scuba diver,
Katie's sacked out in the treasure chest.
Bobby's floatin' lifeless on the top of the bowl
We warned

Zelin Featuring Didolanvi Gbetognon Bonaventure & Yul Edorh
Written by: Ulrich Edorh & Bobby Ray Sparks II

PRODUCED BY: Ulrich Yul Edorh & Bobby