Lyrics:
I've always had a fine young lady to date
What I mean is, someone always answers when I would call
Although I never gave my heart to anyone
Said I
P
And what I have on my platters mad fatter
Than the average rapper who likes to blabber jibber-jabber
It's hard refraining from being so entertaining
like I love Lucy
my crib is crawling with blunt roaches and
when I'm feigning, I exterminate them by them
lit the dro, in a optimo sizzle slow
hit
something good
But I shoulda had another mechanic under my hood
If you see me walking by you, boy, don't you even speak
Pretend you on the sofa and I
slapped by his sister
And that's probably gon' kill they mama
So I'm sorry Ms. Jackson, I'm sorry Ms. Houston, sissy
Might shed a tear but ain't no sissy
and vacuuming (yeah)
Rapping in the booth in a triple fat goose hazmat suit
Bubble wrap and a mask too and
I don't think that's what they meant by trap music
and vacuuming (yeah)
Rapping in the booth in a triple fat goose hazmat suit
Bubble wrap and a mask too and
I don't think that's what they meant by trap music
I'm the truth, tell it, loud weed yellin'
Get it by the pound, we just smoke it, we don't sell it
What I blow'll make a plane go
Them bitches say
B***
R.i.P Shaq
Ah ah
There ain't no telling what I miss him like
So it's C side sailing
You know fish fi fry
And And
If it's a different vibe
Then
chilly (At the top so what?)
Scheming (Shh!)
Thought it then I have achieved it (Uh-huh)
But niggas ain't listen
Don't fuck with a menace (Nah!)
Master P
what I’m saying you got three I’s in life
And that’s where the third I comes from
Y three U’s and R P
Yuuurp Liiife
They gone hate me cuz I live by
Put your hands up
If your being possessed by the R.A.P. God
Put your hands up
Put your hands up
If your being possessed by the R.A.P. God
I'll let
You all can't believe what we did
Provide an opportunity in the community,
Tryin' to spread a lil' unity between you and me
Since IM the mayor, I
up they gon turn and boo you (Boo you)
What I said no I don’t believe (No I don't)
I just know you love to hear that shit (Yeah you love it)
Said I
They think I'm the son of Bob Marley
All about the people like Garvey
Little do they know I'm a God-King
And I'm intelligent I think smartly
Woy yoy yo
tried to shake it, man, I can't believe this shit is real
Heart pumping on the 101
This shit right here ain't no fun
Live and die by the gun
Get you
a lifetime, bitch of ho crime, believe that ho you know what I'm talking about
Yeah, bitch you know what I'm talking about
Don coochie hole bitch, better known
He got up from his own bed
And he thanked Marley and the spirits,
Then he suddenly laughed and said:
“I don't know what day it is!”
So he opened
a lifetime, bitch of ho crime, believe that ho you know what I'm talking about
Yeah, bitch you know what I'm talking about
Don coochie hole bitch, better known
really want
It's all I really want to be
It's all I really need
I want, I want and I believe
You thought you had the best of me
But now I'm what you
really want
It's all I really want to be
It's all I really need
I want, I want and I believe
You thought you had the best of me
But now I'm what you
Woke up on Monday to the news that Peaches was dead
Like most everyone, I thought about Bob and how he'd lose his head
You wonder how many times
now she was hotter than the barrel of Bob
But I could use her for the job so I told her to
ride c'mon
[Thug Queen]
May I ask you what you headed
couldn't believe half of the shit that I come up with
You dont wanna see what a motherfucker got coming
Run it
I done met you long before we grew some
Now
Discuss these what i believe by bob p 366490 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