Lyrics:
your nigga P Neck
I just saw the rumors on the news
Got shot by a cop
Wonder if my nigga still still fucken alive
Tears falling straight from my eyes
Bitch, I'm a star
Put my dick in ya mouth
Choppin' with blades
I'm Bobby Flay
I'm out to get paid
I sip lemonade, all in the shade
I'm handin' out fades
the stream
For many months I've been losin' my mind
All because my love was declined
Now I'm being haunted by a glowing face
Wishin' I could just be
until Heaven make another earth (yeah)
They shot my nigga Bobby five times, I was hella hurt (ooh-woah)
Caught up in some politics, now we on some
me, ain't nuttin' like some hood shit
Gotta love my dogs but ain't nuttin' like a good bitch
Strictly, if I'm goin down, she comin wit me
Whole time
and dumpling season
Spinners and dumpling sea, ha
Don't play by the king
Love is all I and I bring you know
Voice of the one pon gully banking
Top ranking,
Not a day goes by that I don't think of you my love
And all the things you're deserving of
Verse 2:
The love you share, no other woman can compare
turns and says, ""Are you alright?""
I said, ""I must be fine 'cause my heart's still beating""
""Come and kiss me by the riverside, yeah""
""Bobby says
Y'all youngsters don't know nothin' about Logic
Back in my day, motherfucker, he was that motherfuckin' nigga
It was Logic, Michael Jackson,
She’d trade Colorado if he’d take her with him
Closes the door before the winter let’s the cold in
And wonders if her love is strong enough to make
could be good enough to love have someone who could kiss away all of my heartache and would kiss me the way Bobby used to do and I wish I had someone who
me, ain't nuttin' like some hood shit
Gotta love my dogs but ain't nuttin' like a good bitch
Strictly, if I'm goin down, she comin wit me
Whole time
come my place
Calling me day by day
Get the fuck out my face
I no go beg for love
I no go beg for money
Now she want give me love
Now she want give me
and laughter
Homicide is humor and nigga you looking funny
Women love to stare cause they know they see the money
I open up my mind by opening bank accounts
the laws and break it
Breakout, sound of sirens
Breakout, wailing as the night cries
Breakout, band of gypsies, young blood on the rise
We live by day
In the valleys of Macedonia
Lives a gypsy girl named Rosa
She loves the fire and water
And nothing seems to bother her
She rides her horse bare
those rings off your fingers and bells off your toes
Say has anybody seen my
Now you know just what I mean by
Has anybody seen my Gypsy Rose
went down like Bobby Brown
I said a rap and they took me to jail
Pulled out my bank and made bail
This is my story, it could not wait
It all
the raincoat
Absolut, I love to burn to the roots
I keep comin 'til your pour sperm from your boots
Vigilante hardcore to the penis
Tell you, "Fuck you", my
to know that tonight, I *love* him anyway. Because I've got love in my heart, and I'm not afraid of the fact that he turned this into some kind of zoo up
I was led throughout, without a chance to know
What makes the worth of a man sworn to walk alone
Born to a heart of a gypsy and a mind of his own
I
[talking]
Even though we all thugs
Don't judge us by our action, but judge us by our heart
The wicked, spies upon the righteous
God blesses the man,
have to freak?
Do I have to freak out?
Why can't I sing a song as good
As Bobby's girl?
Misguided ghost made me think, hey
I will always love
She'd trade Colorado if he'd take her with him
Closes the door before the winter lets the cold in,
And wonders if her love is strong enough to make
Discuss these my gypsy love by bobby vinton Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In