to Prince and pushin' everything about to pump it I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch the game belong to me I got Bobby
join the sail and I'm splitting your tomato Ball cause I gotta You'll love me in the mornin I told her I'm a king, them other niggas Prince Charming She
and cuffs, you was with cha girls I was in that aftermath chain, you was in pearls It was me against the world, baby girl You had dreams of startdiling, The prince
the back of the bar So just bounce! Like ya bangin' in the back of ya car We turn it out! Hilltop we been down since Back in the days... I'm the clown prince
rime Je vide deux trois verres en parlant de peinture D?amour, de chansonnettes et de litterature Il y a la, bien sur, des poetes, le Prince Tirant
me well My name is Josef Locke Ladies and gents, now on your honour This is a damn poor show You?ll not call me a drunkard I?ve sung for kings and princes
I come through, it's war Killarmy, I love ya'll niggas Killa Sin, 9th Prince, Born Beretta 9, ya'll the same nigga ShoGun, Islord... what? Bobby Digital
[Chorus x2: Pimp C] I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch the game belong to me I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney
an industry bitch) My dreams be crazy man Last night I fucked Whitney Houston (Dreams of fuckin' an industry bitch) And slapped the shit out of Bobby
bangin Anita Baker sang while we were slangin Doing our thing hangin on corners With Roach that was enourmous Big Butter was reppin, Dime had the tournaments Rodney was a flashy nigga Prince
on the bible Plus america cause that every car thats drivin Holdin the homeless sign you focus you know its Nas then Prince of the globe, leave no prince
1:] The makin' of a mad man who entered stories of Devante Swing, Eva Gardner, the crashin of James Dean, Bobby Brown, influenced by Rick James it goes, Prince
Tai Chi to deflect off our enemy Five poisons, from the Clan there's no Remedy We dispell the smell of wickedness in our vicinity Bobby, the atomic, Islamic
Knowledge Peace God (Peace what up Bobby?) Yo, yo... don't even call me Bobby no more, man (What I call you?) My name is Prince Rakeem (Today's Mathematics
of yo' shit, Bobby {*echoes*} Brooklyn this, Shaolin that What the fuck, nigga? I don't know why I love your stupid ass anyway Pssh.. but I do love you Bobby
prince and all princess Gods and goddess, kings of de earths, kings of de earths Heeeya-hahahahaha! Jah! Rastafari [RZA] R-rza-rec-rec-Bobby Yo [Junior
(featuring 9th Prince, Islord) [Intro: RZA/Bobby Digital] Yo, yo, fuck what you think Fuck what you think [Chorus: RZA/Bobby Digital] It's about what
wish and searching for things that just does not exist but in the midst there's the answer for which i have searched cause from me springs divine prince