Lyrics:
Just to watch you veg
Me and Ryan Gosling got somethin' in common
We both fly as fuck and rock with the Mormons
She wormin' that shit with that shit in
on me (I got a stack on me)
Get money by honest means (money, more money)
Honestly, honestly (yeah, yeah)
She used to front on me (she used to front
real tight
Sexy Cutie the type that suit me
Got me stunned by her natural beauty
Gettin by so she can't refuse me
lyrical excuse so she start
tight
shorty's comin' home, she's comin' home with me
she wann party with me,
show off her body to me,
drink that bacardi,
smoke that bob marley,
shorty's
and a violin case. n pantomime, he cautiously int
Ts rhonda's monologue, suggesting that she examine the contents of the case. it contains a strap-on dildo
girl maybe I'm blessed
All the conversations
Dirty talks on occasion
Know that one day she wishes that I was taken by her
Cause love is what she feels
on her knees
Said that she yours, but falling for me
Stand on my money how tall I could be
Rick on my kicks and my bitch Chinese
Not in the store you can't
hate sauerkraut
That's all I'm really tryin' to say
And, by the way, if one day you happen to wake up
And find yourself in an existential quandary
just want you to know that. Because we always thought we could get, you know, we could get reality by just putting on the clothes and wearin' the face
hmm, by the way that it rang
Who Macky, that's my day one, B.O.B. until I'm gone
Indica my wood, now I'm in my fuckin' zone
Just leave me alone, AGT all
it's funny how things change, funny how time fly
More than my feet travel, the more that I feel fly
More that I make now, the more that the chicks smile
dont wanna be in a role play
I'll be that nigga you pass up just cause I wanna live life in my own way
Too many problems
I'm tryna get all these
mans
Put a good lawyer on his case, get him out the jam
And it's funny how this shit go
Time fly by, right before your eyes I'm that nigga doe
They hate
caught my eye
But you know that was not enough
I tried to get closer to shorty
But wifey had peeped my game
She looked at her funny
They had words
the town, yeah, yeah
And lil' baby got some ass, the way that it bounces, yeah, yeah
Paintin' on the boy like I'm Bob Ross
Big Boss, yeah, call me Rick Ross
of money, I got lots of money
Came a long way from kicking
Doors and grippin' that Tommy
You might think you're funny
I was pushing onions looking for nothing
that's on the ledge
And there's no one to talk you down
And tuck you in the bed
Lord, it's so ironic that it's funny
Of something for the books
Charlie
Ask Magnolia Shorty, that's my people, she could call it
My mama told me I still walk the same way
Talk the same way, every since I was yay
Chorus
would laugh that laugh-
Only the way she could
It was like joy out of fire
Through the talking we kissed and
Moved closer together
We became quite heated
on me no Mike Vick
I bob and weave in that pussy good and I knock it out like Tyson
Say first round, face down, ass up, straight pound
Yeah, shorty, she
to our Mom
Unless she humiliated you, by your lack of success
Humiliated you, on every phone call
That's why I didn't call her but every two weeks
Yet you
women)
You shake that ass around for everyone
(You're such a mover)
I love the way you dance with anybody
(The way you swing)
And tease them all by
See yesterday, you was acting Funny
And now today you wanna Hold me
Too low key, too OG, to let Money or pussy control me
If you owe me, I want that
hate you but I love you
It’s so strange i feel this way I can’t escape
Ain’t it funny what this money do
Women used to play me now they call your boy
Discuss these shes funny that way by bob crosby Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In