cheques, with Tecs Automatics, y'all saw the graphics Well, I know y'all had enough of that shit I wanna see thrones, I want a land of my own I want
em yall couldn't see the boy vision (Chorus: Cam'ron) Come to our parties They drinking that more Bacardi The music is hard body They puffing that Bob Marley
! yo i save my shit and i don't give a fuck what! you can save your shit yall niggas like extra skin on my dick listen to bob marley, you funny niggas
got cats, likening me to the mob John Gotti, rap dudes bitin me cause I got it locked like the late Bob Marley Pardon me y'all, the great Bob Marley
what! yo i save my shit and i don't give a fuck what! you can save your shit yall niggas like extra skin on my dick listen to bob marley, you funny niggas
a flow that you hardly hear And a gun wit a silencer, why? 'Cuz they hardly hear I got honies flockin' around, smoke in the air Wit a cool ass bomb like Bob Marley
My D.I.P.'s, we so professional Got weed, coke, and ecstasy Lean, dope, and wet to sale We blow jars of the dank like Bob Marley was wake Real shocked
cents. I don't want it. I don't want that much organziation in my life. I don't want other people thinking for me. I want my junior mints. where did the
look in my eyes Swingin' them hips when you pass I'm visualizin' my name tattooed on that ass, baby Jump on this Harley, let's go smoke some of that Bob Marley
it was about my lust. It wasn't about things that I needed it was just, you know, all these security blankets. I mean, the more I acquired I became more
dust, I could see the dawn Like the Bishop Magic Juan that's why I write freedom songs For the real people I wonder if the spirits of Bob Marley and
now And he's dead and he's face, he's more famous now like He's dead like you know, I, I suppose what a lot like Fuckin' simple economics They reckon Bob Marley
you look in my eyes Swingin' them hips when you pass I'm visualizing my name tatooed on that ass baby Jump on this Harley Lets go smoke some of that Bob Marley
yea Im a foul motherfucker and bitch I ran more trains than a subway from Dunston I cant afford to pop shit my dick the size of one of Bob Marley's clips
better than a nympho Sleek to the beat 'cause I be fuckin' on tempo Train like a trolley, lick her like a lolli I smoke more cheeba than motherfuckin' Bob Marley
for the piggies or the hoosegow Get smart, get down with the pow wow Never been a better time, than right now Bob Marley, poet and a prophet Bob Marley, taught me how to off it Bob Marley
dick sucks. My Bob Marley is bumpin like bitch what. My money bumper to bumper now bitch what. Im bad im back. im mad im strapped. Nigga what you want
yo, I save my shit And I don't give a fuck what, you can save your shit Y'all niggas like extra skin on my dick Listen to Bob Marley, you funny niggas
