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though life is wonderful
I'm selling drugs at my grandma house and she doesn't know
My heart's not for everybody, love comes and goes
Crocodile tears make

Now listen
This is just a fun song
Don't aspire to this
Don't accomplish this
If you can't handle your sh**, that's not my fault
If you're not

I can make it anywhere, yea, they love me everywhere I used to cop in Harlem,
All of my Dominicano's right there up on Broadway,
Pull me back to that

the gypsy Jimmy Hendrix?
She don't care, that misses L
I smile, I cry when I see that crazy baba
Dizzy tempo dizzy, let's go my music mama
Boonika bate doba

Now listen
This is just a fun song
Don't aspire to this
Don't accomplish this
If you can't handle your shit, that's not my fault
If you're not

Wurthy, by no means, am I a damn rookie
I've been here since '01 feelin' the love
I'm a vet, I know exactly what my dogs are sick of
They sick of the whack

It won't happen the 1st time pussy now try me 

You got a nice car, then nigga ride by me 

Got guns that put a gap in your mouth like the bull

car, then ride by me 

Got guns that put a gap in your mouth like the bull Bobby...brown 

Trying to this chick Whitney in Houston 

But it's still

a superstar 
Girls know who they are
My name ain't Bobby Brown 
Girl, I'm humpin' around

So you see Freddie Foxxx, girl, you want to get laid
My name

Ask her if she bluffing, guess it's nothing
Kiss my bitch in public, peepers popping by
Think we disgustin though
Naethekidd and Bobby broke
That some

of this stress


I put a whole lot of drugs in my body 
And won’t tell nobody been hoping I OD 

Get high like i’m bobby, mix the runts with biscotti, if

love a lil homebody, stay out the way, I like my bitch untouchable
I been running it up, fuck them shoebox dreams, I'm tryna stash in a duffel

And I'm

prophecy been indicted
Pullin' up and I'm flexin' all my money
You can call a nigga Bobby cause a nigga hittin' shmoney
And I get it fuckin' fast cause they

ahead of niggas by a couple leaps and bounds
All I said is hi pick your girl up off the ground
You smoke weed bitch I put it on my body
Snorting propane

better believe
I know how to turn a profit with ease
(Suck my dick)
Diacritical lifestyle, I'm always overseas
Hurricane Bobby in the studio blowing trees

This just the intro
Are we live, yeah we live
I made my mama cry man what the fuck is this
Want her to be proud of me only thing on my bucket list

might catch me in Cali
Trap in alleys on addy's keep loads in the attic
I might fuck on yo lil hoe if she can manage
No love dont live here so my heart

On that South by Southwest shit
We was lit, big bags of okie on the highway
Played a lil' Hall and Oates
And then some Sade
My cousin Cortez still up in

a scurvy
Id do it all for you
And for Bobby too
Bag crossed all the lines
B wasn't even part of the crew
And TB didn't leave no clue
Never crossed my mind

pieces
Got put into my benz tryna wrap man up like shiro
Push it home my shank don't bend
Racks racks multiply by ten
Oh now i can't hear no pagans but

my wrist (My wrist)
Blitzed game when we came took the city by surprise
Opened up they eyes when realest started to rise (Yeah)
Where lies never told

Muzzle Toe

Wu-Syndicate

Wu-Syndicate

1999

Intro:
Keep your plans on the low
Just another chamber, the swarm
Roll dark and deep, Bobby Digital
Wu-Syndicate, Wu-syndicate
Be Born, Daddy-O, what

Rosa, oh Rosa, takes her seat
Standing on her own feet
The interracial Lovings' love
Blessed by God from up above

Freedom Riders ride
They had to hide

love with a stud but
I promise you I am not gay
Got me looking thirsty Bobby Boushay
This the new wave
Real niggaz hit it on Tuesdays ladies love cool