Bob Ross Testo
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Testo Bob Ross
Your Nuclean
Ey, Why all these bitches keep hittin' my phone?
Sayin' "Come over" 'cause they home alone
I don't gotta whip, but she lookin' so thick
That I hop to my scooter and I hit the road
Pulled up to her crib, she don't look anything like her pics
What the hell? You ain't gettin' no dick
I'm just gonna steal your shit and then dip
Okay like I [?] for like twenty-five bucks And I said no thanks for the fun
But wait just a minute I think I turned dad and he's
Pointing at me with the gun
So I did the dash I ran like a track beater
Dad did his best but he still couldn't catch me
When I got back home I just sat back and laughed
'Cause I hit a lick off a thottie named Ashley
All this money keep comin' and I feel like Lil Uzi
I take all my beats from Spongebob, I hope he doesn't sue me
You won't catch me in designer 'cause you know I'd rather save
And I'm still drippin' so damn hard I think I got a fucking coochie
Ey, brand new bag, Ima run it up (Nice)
Ima go hard 'till the sun is up (Wow)
So much money can't count it up
Man, what's nine plus ten, think it's twenty-one
My ax are big just like some tits
But I promise they are not fake
I bought a Kawai, you sit in the side
And y'all are the rest, like you Drake
You is a snake, where is your rattle No head? Then I gotta skedaddle
Too much drip, I think I need a paddle
If you doin' drugs then you know Ima taddle
I'm goin' dummy, bitch I've been eatin' so good
I think that it's hurtin' my stomach
They tell me that my shit is trash or that I can't rap
Just 'cause all my lyrics are funny
Ey, don't you try to fuck with me
I got drugs like KFC
The way I murder all these tracks
I think I'm on a killing spree
I got all the fuckin' sauce
So your girl gon' suck me off
Ima paint all on her face
So now she callin' me Bob Ross
Don't you try to fuck with me
I got drugs like KFC
The way I murder all these tracks
I think I'm on a killing spree
I got all the fuckin' sauce
So your girl gon' suck me off
Ima paint all on her face
So now she callin' me Bob Ross
Your Nuclean
Ey, Why all these bitches keep hittin' my phone?
Sayin' "Come over" 'cause they home alone
I don't gotta whip, but she lookin' so thick
That I hop to my scooter and I hit the road
Pulled up to her crib, she don't look anything like her pics
What the hell? You ain't gettin' no dick
I'm just gonna steal your shit and then dip
Okay like I [?] for like twenty-five bucks And I said no thanks for the fun
But wait just a minute I think I turned dad and he's
Pointing at me with the gun
So I did the dash I ran like a track beater
Dad did his best but he still couldn't catch me
When I got back home I just sat back and laughed
'Cause I hit a lick off a thottie named Ashley
All this money keep comin' and I feel like Lil Uzi
I take all my beats from Spongebob, I hope he doesn't sue me
You won't catch me in designer 'cause you know I'd rather save
And I'm still drippin' so damn hard I think I got a fucking coochie
Ey, brand new bag, Ima run it up (Nice)
Ima go hard 'till the sun is up (Wow)
So much money can't count it up
Man, what's nine plus ten, think it's twenty-one
My ax are big just like some tits
But I promise they are not fake
I bought a Kawai, you sit in the side
And y'all are the rest, like you Drake
You is a snake, where is your rattle No head? Then I gotta skedaddle
Too much drip, I think I need a paddle
If you doin' drugs then you know Ima taddle
I'm goin' dummy, bitch I've been eatin' so good
I think that it's hurtin' my stomach
They tell me that my shit is trash or that I can't rap
Just 'cause all my lyrics are funny
Ey, don't you try to fuck with me
I got drugs like KFC
The way I murder all these tracks
I think I'm on a killing spree
I got all the fuckin' sauce
So your girl gon' suck me off
Ima paint all on her face
So now she callin' me Bob Ross
Don't you try to fuck with me
I got drugs like KFC
The way I murder all these tracks
I think I'm on a killing spree
I got all the fuckin' sauce
So your girl gon' suck me off
Ima paint all on her face
So now she callin' me Bob Ross
Your Nuclean
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