Lyrics:
wrecked
Two pieced and slept
Mumbling thru the few teeth that's left
Jesus wept but I'm dead ass bout to get in dat ass
You're not Ricky Bobby (hahahaha)
Bobby Charles
I spent all my money lovin' you
Just like a fool - I sure was a crazy fool
I spent all my time pleasin' you
But now I see - I just
There's a guy here, folks call him Bobby G
He's last years next big thing
He's a ladies man, model on each hand
But he never, he never, he never
I en stol på en bar i en by sidder Bobby - og spiller om en hel masse penge.
I et brunt-beklædt baglokale med brikker på bordet og det ka han gøre
People thank you, I do this for all the mean creators
I was someone who never needed favors to get where I'm at
Now they deem me a savior
But to be
When i move in the l's formation, against hell's nation
Bobby digital cybertech test microcheck
High bi-as, record the levels
Anti for devils.. anti
Putin work like i'm training for a marathon
Tony Hawk way I skate money like Tony Starks
Zero bars but I give goosebumps like Travis Scott
Do not start I
Shit, heaven or hell, you never know where I see ya
I'm wit' whoever got the better speakers, speak up
These drugs make it hard to listen, re-up
I do
bobby I just wanna play,
So what is this you have to say?
He said, Mary, marry me.
We could live out by the sea
Like they do on the movie screen.
Bobby, I hope you can find yourself through
There's so much that I wish to know
And I have to do this on my own
And I hope you can understand
Bobby
I'm Charles Manson, four bad bitches in my mansion (yeah)
Leave a nigga bloody like a tampon, crazy like Marilyn Manson
My niggas don't do dancin'
Bobby Digital versus the RZA and the pit full of snakes
Turn my mic up a little bit
Yo, Bobby Digital
Ayo I could take a rain drop, turn it
Can’t blame me but I do it
Stuck in my chest like I’m choking on fluid
I gotta throw it all up
None of these songs are made up
Dreamt of a show
stay mellow
Shit, I feel him
I myself am an enraged fellow
Oligarchy becomin fascism by the day
Marchin all February but in March
More of the same we
wacked id do it clean or I can it sloppy
Take the cops on a high speed chase you thought that I was Ricky Bobby
I'm the true originator all these rappers
got a Bobby Boucher mind
Ya brain ain't do the proper healin'
Now go 'head
Tap my pockets like you did Goodz if you want
I'ma let you but what I'm a do
if the person you love was kidnapped what would you do?
He saw my gat and my jacket and froze
I told him I ain't want no problem
But he chose
’m getting better but still don’t have a clue
Now I’m on a roll and I just needed a push
Levels to shit, I go up that’s what I do
And I’ll kick you out
Whipping I'm whipping
I'm whipping I'm whipping
In the foreign, foreign women
I'm whipping I'm whipping
I'm whipping I'm whipping
Got that Bobby got
it blast
Bobbies and rivals, both closin' in fast
I've got the goods that they're both lookin' for
But I'm the community blag, gotta hold the door
So
"Oh Bobby", said Robbie, "What have you done?"
And Robbie told Bobby "I built a bomb"
"But Robbie", said Bobby, "What's that around your mouth?"
Well
on the floor
Oh whoah
But he will always be by your side, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
When you need him
He will give you all
Bobby, B-B-B-Bobby
Bobby, B-B-B-Bobby
Show us
support
Ah but they won't Bob
We'll have nothing to do with this
But wait, wait a minute Bobby boy
There's a woman there in Cuba whom I love
Oh no
Think I'm Bobby boy
Think I'm Bobby boy
Think I'm Bobby boy
Think I'm Bobby boy
Think I'm Bobby boy
Think I'm Bobby boy
Think I'm Bobby boy
Think I
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