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Flexibly bob and weave
Chasing after are own feelings of ecstasy
To take flight involves my game tight
I'm a meteorite target in sight
Week after week fuck

who giggle walking by 

People love Bob Dylan, Johnny Cash and The Stones 
But no one seems to give a damn when I play one of my own 
I guess that's

the Christmas Rock
It's a happy time

And if the children are good
They'll get toys to play with
Like rocks.
It's Christmas in Ignace

Bob's got a rock
But he's

Bob Marley use to talk about us (Exodus)
(This is our life's story)
Marcus Garvey use to talk about us (Know as the negro Moses)
Nat Turner use

Nulled's got a mod, its Bob
Slams ban hammers like God
Makin all the users sob, somebody gotta drive him really far and then put his ass down like

foolish
Smokin ounces on daily
Bob Marley zooted
He a fooli wit tha thu wop dont make em use lt
Bet
Ima get a check
Fuck it
Run it up
Double up
Bitch im all

years to life in Bedford Hills
Cause Sheila Ryan shot Bob Bissett dead.
Three men jumped Sheila Ryan on the street.
All were armed one raped her in a van.

Feeling like Calvin when he got that job
Like bad girl Riri when she got that bob
Like the first black girl in the white school
Like the first rap

the king lion lion king no Disney Rest In Peace Bob Marley
He’s the fucking goat. That’s my fucking daddy right there yea
Smoking a lil weed and it’s lil

Chased by girls so pretty
Feeling dandy and all witty
Aching like a grape in the sunshine
I took a pill here, a pill there
I headed West somewhere

far

I heard that shit and I went hard
I bow my head and pray to God
My heart hurting, I'm missing Bob
I'm calling Brodie for a car, ayy
Always knew

Pledge and slew them, then we'll shoot them
Bob holds back, he might be booted
Straight, just standin', he just watchin
Lessons learned, just never

smithy of damnation
Sometimes heated by his love
For his power and his gold.

Inside there was his humble little clerk,
His peddling name was Bob Cratchit,

gotta bob and weave (yeah yeah)
I'm the one they trust, so I got yo hoe on her knees (yeah yeah)

I'm the type to break the bank and share it with my team

Bob and weave
They say I'm bougie cause I don't move without a fee
From playin' on it to workin' all night
Chasin' dreams
Wanna pull out a hundred

Pretty as fuck and you bitches is not
Like fairly you bitches is odd
Like look at your hair like look at that fuck ass bob
Bitch a mess such a slob

Flat-Top	Ó 1990 Lyrics: Russ Zimmer / Ian Cannon
                  Composer: Russ Zimmer
                  Performed by: 55 Alive


Verse 1:
Out

Bob Weaver picks out his tailor-made
Looks at his watch it's getting late
He's at his desk now doing fine
He'll make the meeting just in time
Walking

Just breathe just breathe just breathe
Go ahead and bob ya head with the beat
One time catch a vibe with me
And we can just breathe just breathe just

Bob with the beat. Mob with team
I'm wanna be next up I'm not, but I might be
All the way to the top now sight see
Sit back I'm chillin like an ICEE

to me
More Buffett more beer ah ha yeah I'll play any song that you want to hear
A Bob Marley song or a sing along a little Jack Johnson yeah you can't go

Fine girl
You rocking with the star Bøb Sēro
The number one bwoy pon di resident
Yin leu ba thut choga nyane president
And i treat you right girl am

a sea of distress
Keep your more to receive your less
Unimpressed by material excess
Love is free love me say hell yes
I'm a low brow but I rock a little

It's
The Boy
Deep Breaths
I'm sitting by myself at Bob Evans
And I never really believed in Heaven, so I
Wonder where it is exactly I'm headed
Cuz