put 'em on... [Voice Echoey] I put'em on... [Chorus x2] [x4]C'mon, C'mon, ya gotta put me on, (You gotta put me on) [x4]You gotta put me on... (
put 'em on... [Voice Echoey:] I put'em on... [Chorus x2] [x4:] C'mon, C'mon, ya gotta put me on, (You gotta put me on) [x4:] You gotta put me on...
Texas tea Leanin like a kick stand pass it right here straight to me My partner Keke gave me tips and put me on game He told me splash some grape soda
: [Drag-On] Uh, come on Uh, uh, uh, come on Come on, come on When Drag finger foreman I don't ever wanna get off Skip three, count to ten Ref. Griffin
Debby Ray had no such problems, perfect Norman Rockwell home. Nina sixteen, had a baby, left her parents, lived alone. Bobbie joined a new wave band and changed her name to Bobbie
and put the punks in the trunk, on Westside! I never knew it'd be like this in Hollywood Got me runnin in these streets, sippin on high speed Assassin
her today, Then she gotta skate, Young lupe, I hit the beat hard, Bobby Boucher I keep them tools on me, Get the screwface, Flowers for the dead, Heres a bouquet, LV's n-gga on
New York flip [Bobby Digital] Yo, you may catch me in a pair of Polo Skipperys, matching cap Razor blades in my gums (BOBBY!) You may catch me in yellow
me fall I was shooting for stars on a Saturday night They say what goes up must come down But don't let me fall Don't let me fall, don't let me fall
Then she gotta skate, Young Lupe, I hit the beat hard, Bobby Bouche I keep them tools on me, Get the screwface, Flowers for the dead, Here's a bouquet, L.V.s nigga on
i got signed B.o.B was the name, i ain?t like Bobby Ray cos i was ashamed But you can call me Bobby Ray from this day forth and I could give a damn
sober hahaha sober! ahhhhh yeuh yeuh yeuh check me out now go head then.. (Verse 1) allow me 2 introduce myself again bobs at tha office but bobby ray
one time put in on the river down behind his house he even put handlebars on it he pretended he was riding down the river just like his uncle ray well
... Yeah Tell me something.. tell me and my girl-... TELL me: Do you really have a hit record... on the charts now?... with a BULLET? ... I mean that
