Lyrics:
Like an everyday trapper
I'm on the run to race
Wo ho aba Charley
Me ma bo antip3
That's a slide thru for you
Ghana boy charley me
I ride thru for you
taken by surprise when I quickly closed my eyes.
So she rang the bell, and quick as hell
Bob the Nob came out on his job
To see what the trouble was.
my emotions
Ooo, that's the motion
Only needed two minutes, I got her open
Living like im Bob Marley', im always smoking
I dont tell no lies, bitch im
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
he makes the party Boing, Boing
Bob Digi makes the party Boing, Boing
[Mr. Tibbs]
I'm a country man at heart but a city man by nature
'cause even
I don't put much stock in best laid plans
I like living my life by the seat of my pants
My hair on fire, I'm out in the night
Kicking my heels till
gone by since we been suffering
I no even fit show emotions I'm a string puppet
Only thing that's on my mind be the big coffers
And how too get
three days in that ol Mexican jail
The boys of summer disappeared that fall
As the years flew by we grew up after all
Real life is running
knows me better
Me and my, me and my, me and my,
Me and my, me and my friends
He's as close to me
As a friend can be
I'll be standin' by my buddy
sipping sipping sipping, We be sipping adonko
Charley ryde boys say Hennessy and things
We day sip adonko a, you say Hennessy
E dey sweet like tea
door, breathing off
Respirators for killing my best boy, haters
On permanent, hiatus as I skate
In the Maybach Benz, flier than Sanaa Lathan
Pumping
We made Oklahoma a little after 3
Randy, his brother Bob and my old GMC
We had some moonshine whisky
And some of Bob's homegrown
We were so
We made Oklahoma a little after 3
Randy, his brother Bob and my old G-M-C
We had some moonshine whiskey
And some of Bob's homegrown
We were so
We made Oklahoma a little after 3
Randy, his brother Bob and my old GMC
We had some moonshine whiskey and some of Bob's homegrown
We were so messed
I'll soon become a wreck
They're breathin' on my neck
Dick Haymes, Dick Todd, and Como
They're really coming fast
Who knows I may be passed
By Dick
Bamba kaskey
Samana
Y'all, Then we dey Hibernate
By now we back
To saturate
To choke you bad and make you gag
Know you wait na ma da
Now
stank
I'm Mary
Charley
By the way
I'm told we open Saturday
What?!
You're not serious!
Nobody's ready!
Apparently somebody cancelled
It's a, it's a vibe
Ultimata!
All my homies we all on the studio tour bus right now (ay ay ay ay)
This is Stoney Bob live in a room from
wire
Yesterday's a collar that has settled round my waist
Today keeps slipping by me, it leaves no aftertaste
Tomorrow is a daydream,
From Episode 7--Josh And The Big Wall
Narrator: Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls! Larry the Cucumber
Presents, in a sequential image,
Better not come close imma cut your own throat
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That boy hit so soft I got hit by a pillow
He is a perro got down by my fist tho
Houdini with me we got
know exactly where you are.
By the way Bob, your a bad man Bob, bad man)
Cowboy Mighty Joe my hero
He's a mighty mighty hero
He's a super cowboy Joe
All my niggas playing god boy I'll remove you from this earth
Nah I can't get a job ya I'm on fraud & moving work
Think that I'm Bob Marley by
Thank you
DEXTER:
Drink up, chap.
Ah, please don't eat that glass, my friend.
Have you heard about dear Blanche?
Got run down by an avalanche.
MIKE:
No!
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