Lyrics:
her face from Honduras
Pull up to them gates, say I'm livin' luxurious
I fuck her, then I tell her get lost like a tourist
I went to the Middle East,
like
But they gotta fuck with it cause the flow's so tight
Gnarly dude! I puff Bob Marley dude
All day, like Rastafari's do
Now I'm stuck
designer clothes
Infatuated with validation she not a hoe
Until I go Imma rock with you
Can't go a day inside yo 6 youth
And I ain't lying but when
Benji
Another judgement day.
Another passion play.
Another price to pay.
All for pity's sake.
Don't want him callin' on your phone.
Don't want him
haters jealous
Billboard charts should tell us, they can't touch us
Why niggas bring the ruckus?
Because release day is bigger than Mandela's,
haters jealous
Billboard charts should tell us, they can't touch us
Why niggas bring the ruckus?
Because release day is bigger than Mandela's,
ooo fill my cup to this
Puna boy anthem
Nine, six, seven till the day I die
I told you I'ma ride, seven, eight or forty nine
We at the park
But didn't
ooo fill my cup to this
Puna boy anthem
Nine, six, seven till the day I die
I told you I'ma ride, seven, eight or forty nine
We at the park
But didn't
ooo fill my cup to this
Puna boy anthem
Nine, six, seven till the day I die
I told you I'ma ride, seven, eight or forty nine
We at the park
But didn't
Lookin' like another Bob Marley day
Hittin' from the bong like a diesel train
And I'm down with hanging out this afternoon
We got weeds in
Lookin' like another Bob Marley day
Hittin' from the bong like a diesel train
And I'm down with hanging out this afternoon
We got weeds in
Haters no like
But they gotta fuck with it cause the flow's so tight
Gnarly dude! I puff Bob Marley dude
All day, like Rastafari's do
Now I'm stuck
Sexy)
And it's OK to be a little risky (Ah the Good Times)
Forget work it's all play at the end of the day ( Ah the Good Times)
Just be sure to send
Lookin' like another Bob Marley day
Hittin' from the bong like a diesel train
And I'm down with hanging out this afternoon
We got weeds in
runs out after just six weeks
How does it feel to be a budget cut?
You're snipped
You no longer exist
Your number's been purged from our central
in ya Jeep
Bang that shit retarded
Bob Digi, (Sun Zeini)
P. Sunn, (12 O'Clock)
Two On Da Road on this, 12 O'Clock
I love my brother to death
a friend i got sauce for two
We was walkin in the rain now we coppin coupes
Call me bob the builder how im pulling out the tool
If you talkin bout some cash
the rebel
Puts the pedal to the metal in the benz
I bob and weave and pray your neck get bent
I don't have old money, I roll with newcents
Give a fuck about
a prayer
Papa please papa papa please don't take me there
He's got keys in his hand keys but I don't fear
I'll bob and weave Bob 'n' bob abd weave
Right
1 I'm a boss
2 and a q, smoke it in 2
Lemon cnd Haze
3 on the team //
4 all ah your shit
Get a 5 in a the face
6 on the page,
Look in the bag,
By the Time I Get to Phoenix
Was the last song on your mind the day you left
You woke up in Nogales
With Tequila with her name across your chest
through
But anyone can see my new celebrity is you
I've sung with Ethel Merman (5)
Swung with Woody Herman (6)
Played a gig in Germany with Ogerman (7) too
Look
It's only rainy day trips
I got to hide the tears
God keeps reassuring me that
It's not ending here except career
It's all here
I'm learning
You thought you were the only one ballin'
You thought you were the only one slabbed out
You thought you were the only pimpin'
In the VI with
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