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wild
Ima naughty boy, Choppa ring a glory sound
I'm like Bobby boy, And Roddy Rich
Ugh, Straight out the pound
Jamming Bobby Bitch
If it's beef, I like

veins, Ricky Bobby, I arrive in the flames
Whit' & Bobby, I get high off the name, drinkin' Cardi Offset in the brain

Take it in my system, bump and get

as hell, I ain't messing with the new school
Sorry for the calls, K-Bobby, I love you
Baby, I just have to know, know
Do you love me
Do you love me
Do you

bitch
All layed up
Off 3 X pills
And I'm stuck staying up
Like I can't sleep
But I'm wide awake
Bing!
Smoking Ricky Bobby
It's shake and bake
Whoosh
Don't

on spree
I make you laugh bobby lee
Now throw it back dvd
Satisfaction guarantee
Now I gotta get gone nomad got no home
Wanderin thru life the place that I

What she want
What she want
What she want
Na the best for me
Me know I know say yeh she dey pray for me
Even her Bobby yeh
She dey give to me
Hmmm

mountain of kings and queens
My crowned throne of music, the goats will always be
Elvis, Janis, Bowie, Manson, Kanye, Andre, Bobby, Jackson
Onyx and Prince,

the lobby, shoot em up, no Ricky Bobby
They saying I'm this and that, but ho, I'm really this and that
Sending shots, ain't missin that
They diss me, ho, I'm

none of them killed before but they all wanna talk ab bodies
My ex bitch loved the snow we was fighting like whitney and bobby
Told her my name was

(Yeah)
Really, I'm just rad and gnarly (Yeah)
Smokin' on gas, Bobby Marley (Uh, uh)
She just twerk, no Ricky Bobby
Foreign with that Iggy body (Yeah)
She

that tec,
Nate pull that tec,
I said Bobby pull that tec
All my niggas pullin tecs
All my niggas like that
All my niggas got straps
Some my niggas do

Gang gang gang gang c'est BO2BY c'est Bobby la Ur périmètre P-BLOCK
Bang Bang

93200 mentalité Fuck Les Cops sa vend de la mort a la Vet-so même sous

smoking gas whenever I’m bored 
I lay it down and then I record 
And it’s a mother fucking classic 
Bobby Boy Records in this bitch you fucking bastards

nigga
She throw it
I smack it
Yeah ima hot nigga like Bobby
She one of a kind
They can't copy
Lights camera action
Where is paparazzi
I'm in the club

Als Christopher Cross
Bobby Caldwell is er ook
Als Hall en zelfs Oates
Zelden klonken ze zo mooi

Mijn blauwe ogen op jou gericht
Dansen met de jouwe in

Yo soy leal a ti, un G jura'o baby
Voy desvelado , si, Bobby Pulido rizz
Tu mi Selena Quintanilla mismo Aqui te escribo un disco a ti
Por qué nena

E30 M3 everything
We see it's everything
It's Bobby B it's obviously
We obby
Everything and every obligation
I said we gon travel to another nation

Written by Bobby Turner and Jeff Hunter ⓒ2022
Bobby Turner
Lead Vocals and Background Vocals
Words and Music
Keyboards
Drums
Jeff Hunter 
Keyboards

Written By Bobby Turner and Jeff Hunter Ⓒ2022
Thanks Lonette Stacy Clayton-Braun for inspiring me to finish this song!

Bobby Turner
Words and Music

the Glock with me (No)
We got the spot hot Bobby and Whitney
Twelve at the backdoor, man what the fuck for? (Twelve)
We got the spot hot Bobby and Whitney

bar
We’ll buy a little house near Hillsboro Village
And I’ll write new songs on the front porch playing my guitar

Played a set in Bobby’s Idle Hour

Written by Bobby Turner ⓒ2022
Bobby Turner
All vocals words and Music
Alto Sax
Drums
Keyboards
Jeff Hunter Keyboards
Bud Summers Guitar

Lyrics

If

Meu nome Bobby Billy melhor Bobbyzilla
Não é paródia é algo da mente
Não é as cópias do Kant, 
Nog, Predella, Spinardi
Como eu já disse em Leather

jump in no lakes
Driving fast like Ricky Bobby, we got nights in Talladega
Tweaking to say what she know about me
Shawty can't even keep it player
Homie