Songtexte:
Bobby Short

remind you I'm at the office, see ya (Where you at Rock, where you at) [Answering Machine:] Beep Where you at rock, where you at Bobby where are you

to be local till I signed with Jive Too $hort then went nationwide I went to Georgia with the Too $hort sound I went down like Bobby Brown I said a

to a slap (take that) my names Dapps and i was raised in flat now will somebody tell me why first thing in the morning theres always something up that keeps my shorts

third eye's the guiding light Invite the fight, we all die tonight The life I lived, a twenty five to life bid Parole reneged, I stroll the globe fugitive Cream is short

[Bobby V] Can I get you in the bed? Lay your pretty body on that bed Girl I am gonna rub my fingers through your hair And I am gonna kiss you on your

mothafuckas Would be shot I'm bout to go 51/50 got nobody with my stressed out like Whitney,bobby brown,weed,and whisky smoking newports no support by like to too Short

blow ya face up with fifty shots Sharp darts, and it pop, pop like tarts Extreme speed [Incomprehensible] like anakin inside the pod Headed for the finish line, watch Bobby

But the years were young, the struggle barely had its start Do you hear the voices in the night, Bobby? They're crying for you See the children in the morning light, Bobby

Ah yeah huh American the beautiful huh yeah let me introduce y'all to the wildside Annie was a high school cheerleader Pom poms and bobby socks and no