Lyrics:
needs an interlude
It's the interlude, yeah
It's the interlude, yeah
It's the interlude
It's the interlude
Yeah
I'm aware that everyone alive done been
on the town, reckless abandon he's been bullied before
But now he straps, and no more
Attitude high
Flexin on every guy that walk by
But don't
banging, Bobby killed it with no time to grieve
Yeah, you know you made it when they make a meme for ya
Haters that never made it, I'm living the dream
you’re lonely now then I’m Bobby Womack
(Missed out on the)
Golden child
They know I’m wild
I ain’t never had much to say cause I can show you now
(Haaa)
don't see no wrong
When I'm smokin' on the strong
I'm thinking 'bout the life that I chose
Know it not wrong but I don't see no wrong
When I'm smokin'
still coachable
Don't take it from me, I'm not the teacher, I'm a student like you
And the GPA don't got nothing to do with IQ
This is a clown world, I
the Sistine Chapel in his room
Decorated walls had his mom asking who's the genius
Prophetic words from Bobby Womack I've seent it
Realize give a 110 percent
the Sistine Chapel in his room
Decorated walls had his mom asking who's the genius
Prophetic words from Bobby Womack I've seent it
Realize give a 110 percent
We Bobby Brown the spot, got here on our own
The right work, even when I know I'm wrong
The wrong call will put you in the No Fly Zone
They like, how
What you're looking for baby
I know why you want love in the middle of the night
Don't be looking out scary
When you've been looking for this for
Alpines, I keep those six-by-nines thumpin'
+Jumpin' Jumpin'+ like Destiny, I laced it with the Rugged recipe
You know my technique on a Ra' beat
Speak
bowl. (Uh) You know what I mean.
Bizzy Womack back up in this motherfucker. (Firing Squad, nigga.)
No I ain't went nowhere, nigga. Fucking with the best.
and I just popped 3 pills
I don't know which one's which or what it's for
Safety ain't really a habit I've formed
I still smoke to the cigarette butt
drive tonight
I just wanna get blown with Brian and Mike
Get me drunk, let me go and get me high tonight
Jimmy, no, Jimmy don't let me die tonight
Get
[Bobby] Dear Erica, I would cherish you more than life itself.
[Yas] Wait, no you wouldn't.-
[Bobby] Don't Listen to him, he only cares about
of "Whoop Ass"; I'll open up
a fresh can of "I'll Fuck Yo' Ass Up Quick Fast"
Flipmode, M.O.P. Fizzy Wo-mack, Wo-mack
y'all know who the fuck I am!
Loud lit cruising playing Bobby Womack
Why would I question my game?
Some of my hoes macking
Shorty wanna get that name down her lower back
She
She say Bobby don't Stop
It's me on the mic you know I'm The man
Bobby won't Stop
I'm fresh as mug I'm Dapper like Dan
Bobby won't stop
I don't care
have a beer
I don't know but it seems kinda funny
With no common ground after all these years
Bobby, come back
Oh, don't tell me
This is where we are
School bag filled with vodka no tool yet
Gatorade mixed with many things
Now I'm known for my mood swings
I'll probably never wear a ring
Don't thing I
up bitches still won't get they hoe back
If you think you're lonely now wait till I'm up no Bobby Womack
I don't need a deal to prove I'm hard these
Listen, Ars' in no position to front
Know ya name Durrell Jones, you
Don't load and aim, you talkin' game
It's snakes in the grass but I'm
On point like
take it back
like I'm repo-man, agent double-oh negro
Know who I am? No, I don't give a damn
Evil, flash ya Crooked I like I'm eagle
Gets down
y'all motherf**** is back?!
y'all motherf**** don't know how to act
y'all motherf**** attack!!
[Billy Danze]
And those motherf**** are wack, I
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