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janno - bobby lyrics

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rowdy hook x2
whip around a corner like bobby
the porsche back to back like they siamese
they do what i say like i’m simon
they been lookin hard but can’t find me

verse 1:

everythang purple, like rocky
yo tengo the work, i’m papi
in the building where they checkin like the lobby
i’m a king, so they checkin, like bobby

whip around a corner like bobby
and my b-tch juh sni the white, like bobby
hit my shmoney on the table like bobby
only smokin og…. bobby

i be swervin into that lane
my cup gettin filled with that change
i’m crack baby get in that vein
til my neck and wrist lookin like trinidad james

want gold all on my chain
how these gold fronts go with my rang
how this van gogh go with this frame
all i know, bad b-tches go with all of my thangs

rowdy hook
whip around a corner like bobby
the porsche back to back like they siamese
they do what i say like i’m simon
they been lookin hard but can’t find me

verse 2:

hottie hitting body switching i be thottie dipping
i just f-ck’em off beat, i call that not in rhythm
i believe i get it poppin, yeah that poppinism yuh
put a snare to a drum then i gotta get’em

wake up eat, body a beat
gotti the weed that sh-t got me i’m sleep
live in the booth, where i f-ck with the heat
stay on my toes, i get light with the feet

once i catch a f-ckin flow thats when im gone
i swear to buddha, got my hand on my quran
how im fl!cking with the wrists word to moms
rolie don’t tic but b-tch i swear that your the bomb

thou shalt not chief on the blunt, the book of psalms
got the backwood gettin rolled trees in my palms
smokin indica done got me in a calm
this sh-t so strong my b-tch can’t get me to c-m

backwood rolled gettin blunted
cook a bad b-tch on the oven
f-ck a bad b-tch in a bucket
i hide it in her crack, gettin money

im in my trench coat, deep in the trenches
cook up a french crepe, i get a french kiss
she twist a french braid, cus she a french b-tch
she said you speak french? i said hahhh

im layin in a bed of all roses, i owns it
i be cuttin flows i am moses, ( my onus )
far as im concerned you are owed this, ( so hold this )
ima split you up with my toasts (mitosis)

what i tote osmosis to ya throat now you ghost
on the block, if i get’em alone, then i post, yuh
how i dime john stockton with the timin
and i be up on that verge end up poppin like a hymen

rowdy hook x2
whip around a corner like bobby
the porsche back to back like they siamese
they do what i say like i’m simon
they been lookin hard but can’t find me

- janno lyrics

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