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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeBobby Bitch
Bobby, bitch, oh, you ain't know?Bobby, bitch, Bobby, bitchBodies bitch, make that body flipYou know I don't know karate, bitchWe droppin' bodies, bitchThey say shootin' is my hobby, bitchAnd I'm a problem, kidWalk up on him with revolversI ain't with that talkin' shit, shhh...Bobby, bitch, oh, yeah, I'm Bobby, bitchOh, you ain't know? They call meBobby, bitch, oh, yeah, I'm Bobby, bitchOh, you ain't know? They call meBobby, bitch, oh, yeah, I'm Bobby, bitchOh, you ain't know? They call meBobby, bitch, Bobby, bitchAnd I'm down to catch a bodyBitches, hit that hommy switchAnd I bet that all these hollow tipsGon' make his body twitchBut if I hit you with the shottyBitch, I bet that body flipRasha caught him with them zombie tipsAnd made his body spinYou niggas leap, you feelin' froggyBitch, my niggas doggies, bitchRun up on him with that fortyBitch and go retarded, bitchFuck ya feelings, ain't no sorriesBitch, no sorries, bitchShoot that nigga and his shortyBitch, shorty, bitchBodies bitch, make that body flipYou know I don't know karate, bitchWe droppin' bodies, bitchThey say shootin' is my hobby, bitchAnd I'm a problem, kidWalk up on him with revolversI ain't with that talkin' shit, shhhBodies bitch, make that body flipYou know I don't know karate, bitchWe droppin' bodies, bitchThey say shootin' is my hobby, bitchAnd I'm a problem, kidWalk up on him with revolversI ain't with that talkin' shit, shhhBobby, bitch, oh, yeah, I'm Bobby, bitchOh, you ain't know? They call meBobby, bitch, oh, yeah, I'm Bobby, bitchOh, you ain't know? They call meBobby, bitch, oh, yeah, I'm Bobby, bitchOh, you ain't know? They call meBobby, bitch, Bobby, bitchAnd I'm shootin' niggas left to rightIf they ain't steppin' rightMy lil nigga keep that weapon tightHe'll leave you dead on sightLook lil nigga, we the flexin' typeYou feel like flexin', aight?Put a bullet in ya head tonightWe leave you dead tonightTell that bitch I need some head tonightI got my cheddar rightShe said, how much you tryna spend tonight?I got the better priceI said, I can't even spend the nightI gotta catch a flightBut I still touch it down like Jerry RiceJerry Rice, touchdownBodies bitch, make that body flipYou know I don't know karate, bitchWe droppin' bodies, bitchThey say shootin' is my hobby, bitchAnd I'm a problem, kidWalk up on him with revolversI ain't with that talkin' shit, shhhYou already know who you speaking to manA.K.A. Trigga the hot nigga, manI'll be home soon, man, real, real soon, manYo, Bobby Shmurda talk that hot shit, niggaAh ah ah, what up, brody?Ain't shit man you know I'm chillin' how I'm chillin' and all thatBobby, bitch, Bobby, bitch
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