Lyrics:
trip a referee (come on)
Tell by my attitude that I'm most definitely from (come on, come on)
In New York
Concrete jungle where dreams are made
im too invested shorty
nu vibe on bob marley
movin ozarks like marty
march birthdays aint for me
cant be frontin cus she backin it up
all action
tell that I ain't eager about niggas by my demeanor
She mean well then I'm meaner
She's fresh I'm cleaner
So if you think you something hot I wouldn't
me
Say what up to Ty-Ty, still sippin' Mai Tais
Sittin' courtside, Knicks and Nets give me high five
I be Spike'd out, I could trip a referee
Tell
"Let me tell you something, Mark
Don't worry about it, she's always had a mouth on her"
I said, "I know, but she's your sister, I've got her back
You
so gifted
Shout out Bob Marley
Shout out Bob Charley
I'm just out here
Tryna live and party
Tell me this isn't
Some young rich bullshit
Screaming
pull up to the party
Let's do cocaine to Bobby Brown, smoke weed to Bob Marley
I've been bossed up nowadays, I feel like John Gotti
Take me away, take me
(come on, come on, come on)
Tell by my attitude that I'm most definitely from
In New York (ayy, ah-ha) (uh, yeah)
Concrete jungle (yeah) where dreams
What's Clef got to do with this, got to do with this?
What's Clef?
I'm not a Bob Marley impostor
What's Clef got to do with this, got to do
homie (Yeah)
I done seen a lot of things
Shit don't wow me (Yeah)
Yeah I'm drowning (Yeah)
On that molly (Yeah)
And I'm steady blowing steam
Like bob
my homie (yeah)
I done seen a lot of things
Shit don’t wow me (yeah)
Yeah I’m drowning (yeah)
On that molly
And I’m steady blowing steam
Like bob
Fifty years! Hell naww, hell yeahhh, tryina tell ya'll
At this rate, niggas gon lose!
Can't search for water, or grow your own food!
Tell me what's gon'
the mob, Bob Marley Marlin' all through the night
Addicted to wealth, never cold turkey to war
Snatch a tec off the shelf, live forever; that's Insh'Allah
He took a sip from his can, and asked me if I had any songs by a man called Bob Marley
I said I did, started to play one and he sang and danced along
want to go to your party
Niggas moving funny and I got my own Bacardi
Marley everybody smoking Bob Marley
Never had a filter you can call me Joe McCarthy
I've got something to tell you
I've got something to tell you
I've got something to tell you
I've got something to tell you
Check
Well here's
When smoking on Bob Marley
In the ocean
Probably
Call me Mike Lawry
Badboy I'm sorry
Now, I got your attention in this party
Listen to me shawdy
East
just for bringing my name up
Been rockin' longer than niggas twice my age
Back in the days before Bob Marley was rockin' a fade
Before Honest Abe signed
in house smoke in a vehicle
Smoke by black and white people smoke by good, smoke by evil
Time to legalize it its my medicine natural mystic
Smoke out
legs in the air
She want her hair pulled spank her derriere
We interrupted by a phone call
By Joe the player
That boy tell me he got big bricks for sale
What's your question?
What's Clef got to do with this, got to do with this?
What's Clef?
I'm not a Bob Marley impostor
What's Clef got to do with
What's Clef got to do with this, got to do with this?
What's Clef?
I'm not a Bob Marley impostor
What's Clef got to do with this, got to do
One time for the city
Baby tell me what you like
Let me do something right
We can talk about the future
But let's talk about tonight
I'm from Vaughan
The dying Mother Nature once sang this hymn for me
It's all vanity to try and uplift the crowd
Ain't no use, no one can stop them now
She quoted Bob Marley
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