Lyrics:
even if I died last I’d be survived by nothing but class
They knew my vision was the future From way back in da past I left them to laugh and hate while
Uh, I think why'all know by now it's F-A-B-O-L-O-U-S (uh, yeah)
I think why'all know by now it's
You ain't never seen a nigga this large (nah)
even mentioned by all these fuckin' beginners?
I'm so appalled, I might buy the mall
Just to show niggas how much more I have in store
I'm fresher
flip the obstacle
Now my proposal rips the global
From California to courts, it's over God so, taste the soul food
Remember baggy jeans,
Rooks get tooken by the Knight
Lose they Crown by tryna defend a Queen
Checkmate, in 4 moves the Bobby Fischer of rap
With raw moves in a time where
fairly local
Yeah I like to get around
By now
Luani reach Chi Town
Nobody knows
Artist from the undeground
I make a Millie
But its not Bobby Brown
Kill
war from a cousin
Love fades to a grey dove so quick
Hold it while it's white for a moment
Pass over your class holder
I change the names in that
weapon and I quickly start bustin'
I go, cold loco lay 'em down by the dozen
I look at my riders, they say nothing's confusin'
Why, why, why? It's
and shove it up your ass
Followed by the "oohs" and "aaahs"
Your foolish pride gonna fuck around and put you on the loosin' side
Who got bodied?
Nigga, you
Hollywood... tell me something: have you ever met Davey Jones? or Bobby Sherman?
No.. no, I ..
I mean... David Cassady, he's so...
Jimmy Greenspoon, once I...
the gravel pit
Leave your problems at home, leave your children at home
We gon' take it back underground, I be Bobby Boulders
Wu-Tang Clan on yo' mind one time
a nigga to a zombie
I'm Clyde my bank account Bonnie
Racks on me gotta watch out for bobby
Niggas keep sleeping finna give out the coffee
Hold on
Money
face and gripped triggers
Lord knows took the robbery so Bobby be good
Lord knows crook philosophy i'm obviously hood
Lord knows all over hoes
coming
I'm here
Let's do it T
Alright
Let's go
You already know
I wrote this for Bobby, with burning sticks and burning wipes
All of my Niggas made it,
named Ryan
She got a sister we calling her Miley
She bad as a bitch but she poison like ivy
She bending over she talking bout "Try Me"
I ate her booty
I'm going down to Nashville, Tennessee
Was the home of Johnny 'C' and Bobby 'D'
I'm gonna make it there, yeah you'll see
I'll be the biggest star,
weapon and I quickly start bustin'
I go, cold loco lay 'em down by the dozen
I look at my riders, they say nothing's confusin'
Why, why, why? It's
getting jiggy (War)
By my side, Know that they with me (Yah)
I'm talking family ties (Ties)
We catching vibes like Bobby and Whitney (Bobby)
Don't condone
the vibe
Zero to hundred he is on the top
Party is over Harley quinn nudies
Wait… why can’t we do this?
I got…
Dawgs by my side
DAWGS BY MY SIDE
We goin
Ayo ayo you see her over
There dawg? yea I gotta
Get that right there man
Forreal, she lookin' right, man
Yeah she at the bar, you see her? yeah I
gas put you in Nirvana
Clapping shit Hotel Rwanda
Bullets hitting over yonder
Pistol-pistol make a nigga pop lock
Boy gon' jump like pop rocks
Drive by
Now my proposal, it's the global
From California to courts, it's over God, so taste the tofu
Remember baggy jeans, the Timberlands in November
Shorty
divided by the years
But I got it from here don't sweat that
Sounds bump from Marcy to LeFrak
To that project in DC where my
Man caught his death at
Over my
Basedheads coming through looking for the plug
Now, born and raised in my area
Beautiful by day, by night its hysteria
Fuck around and bury ya tonight
Ridin'
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