Lyrics:
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'm
It's time for us to redefine who we be
You can shave it off like a South African beauty
Or get in on lock like Bob Marley
You can rock it straight
Napoleon murphy brock (vocals)
Bob harris (vocals)
Johnny "guitar" watson (vocals)
Harry:
Rhonda, that evil prince...he certainly does have a way about him!
There was Everything but the Girl
Bob Geldof has no ego
That man should get the Nobel Prize
By the time he sang the solo on Feed the World
I thought he
[Chorus: x2]
Hey this is no lie
Me and my n****s gettin' high
Yo if you look up in the sky
You might see us floating by
You see Biggie be like
a checkered double-knit suit drove up in a large El Dorado Cadillac, leased from BOB SPREEN...
("Where the freeways meet in Downey!")
...And he laid
down by the dock,
the boat she sailed at five o'clock.
"hurry boys now", said whack
"or before we're there we're all be back
carry him if you can"
So, which one of these do you like
This lip petal by Bobbi Brown and
Hold on
This is Veneer by M-A-C
Which one do you like best?
You know, you
really counts to be
Popular!
I'll help you be popular!
You'll hang with the right cohorts
You'll be good at sports
Know the slang you've got to know
Electric bull and your tennis courts
Pink sports cars and your boats
Getting fried fried fried fried fried fried by the fire
Windows covered with bars
got thump in my trunk
That's all I really need and
A bag of blue funk
Although I may be high profile
I keep a low pro style
Stay calmly, but my homies
got me good
And I don't want to live for a life time
Watching like a spectator sport
And I don't want to wait for a life time
I want to play ball
and one in back of them ready for a new sport
there's 4-5 suckers way way in the back
stooped down low with the crowd smokin' crack
they looking at me funny
It's time for us to redefine who we be
You can shave it off like a South African beauty
Or get in on lock like Bob Marley
You can rock it straight
in a three room run down shack
At the foot of the hill by the railroad track
Where decent folks don't go when the sun goes down
My daddy worked
back of them ready for a new sport
There's 4-5 suckers way way in the back
Stooped down low with the crowd smokin crack
They looking at me funny coz
A butterfly tattoo
Right above your navel
Your belly button's pierced too
Just like I like it, girl
Come take a walk with me
You'll be impressed by
be another thunderstorm tonight
Now over to Bill with the sport
All the houses looked the same
Until dad slapped on a coat of beige paint
That matched
You were my angel
What happened to your wings
Girl I need you to fly
Oh you don't want to fly fuck you then
I thought they would be happy
To see me
Damn, this is for all my women thats been going through the struggle
On welfare, living the rough life
It's gonna be alright
That's right
This is
A woman on the radio talked about revolution
when it's already passed her by
Bob Dylan didn't have this to sing about
you know it feels good
Making my way to the top, watch me slowly increase
Step by step I keep on going, getting higher don't you see
Right now I'm just out here living my
like a kite, it wouldn't cost a price
And even if it did it always be right, just like I'm Bob Barker
When I speak, pay attention, go over my words
the federals, owww
Kadoish, kadoish, kadoish
Adonia
'Tsebayoth
It's B.O.B and I'm out,
Peace
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