Lyrics:
and says now you know what we want to hear
More Buffett more beer ah ha yeah I'll play any song that you want to hear
A Bob Marley song or a sing along
name
Jacuzzis were his claim to fame
And you would probably do the same
If he did it to you
His name was: Bob Johnson the hot tub king
He's your man if
say it's how you come across
When she whispers in his ear she lets him know he's boss
'So come here Bob, Robby darling, Bobarino you're my man
Little
Monster, you know it wouldn't be proper
If we didn't return with a big rocket launcher
Massive attack, mm massive attack
Got the bomb bombs make
your body
Now Joe want to be like Bob
Bob got it goin' on with no job
And everything Rob got he got from Robin
And everything she got she got
She wanna cuff
(She wanna cuff)
But I don't got time for it
She want a Birkin
But she don't deserve it
I gave her that Tom Ford
hah
I gave her that Tom
night you know what's what,
And if you're blaaagh you know what's what,
I wanna party like Bon Scott on Charlie, Bob Marley non-stop,
Chris Farley pissed,
The blicky be with me
It's portable
Wait
Stop
If you broke get a job
Bitch I'm back on bullshit
Hoe call me Bob
I'm back on bullshit
Call me Bob
I'm back
orangutans
You can't stop a train
Who want some? Don't come un-pre-pared
I'll be there, but when I leave there
Better be a household name
Weather man
The people everytime when dey see me
Everybody dem want to come with their bum bum
You know me I am bum bum boy
Everybody dem come to test it
Anannananinanan
pollinated by the "Be"
Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete
How do you define divine that finds street?
"Hip bop," the color of my leaves
Not
know, he's represented by a clarinet....
The part of the Grandfather will be played by Don Amiche.
He... what?
Can't make it? Oh. Huh.
Okay, um, hmm,
I want to date (want to say, I want to date)
But you won't say that shit to my face
'Cause you know it ain't shit to say (to my face, oh, oh)
Next
youngins do is rhyme like they inebriated
I'm hated but yeah, that's how you know I made it
I'm one of the illest, I'm one of the realest, I'm ready
giving you Dap if you not the homie
Most of these niggas be sleeping on me
Now it’s rock a by baby, with macs and 380s
Ain’t want us to eat, but my niggas
Funny how life goes out here I'm getting judged by hypocrites
But I still stay true to my word
If I say it then I'll do it walk it like I talk it
Know
understood finally
If you want to come and get it you know where to find me
'Cause I don't got no time for anyone who be tryin' me
Know if they don't
know act like you know
Yah heard me You understand me
Ya dig
You know
You know you know you know you know you know you know that it’s dope
down
They want to shit on my greatness
I do not fuck with the doubters
I do not sit with the cowards
I put in work by the hours
I'm wiping my sweat with
the gear, yeah, I want to wear it, too
I don't care, dear, go ahead and stare (ooh)
Afraid to be you, livin' in fear boo
Expression is rare, I dare you
know
We never gon' fall cause it's Yvng World amigo
We preach on the beat like Tebow
The Godfather rap like my name Bob de Niro
How many hits you got?
turn it up yo
(Yo, Cudi, you wanna get in on this?)
Cudi: yeah, It's whatever, man
Asher: I think I got
Somethin' special for you, too
(You want me
How do you want it?
How does it feel?
Comin' up as a nigga in the cash game
Livin' in the fast lane, ah, for real
How do you want it? (yeah)
How
How do you want it?
How does it feel?
Comin' up as a nigga in the cash game
Livin' in the fast lane, ah, for real
How do you want it? (yeah)
How
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