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rob roy - flickin lyrics

i tell that b-tch daddy
“ugly oy”
“bogeyman”
arm & hammer, boiling water, tin-foil covered bowl
let it soak so my silver bottoms flickin

i look good flickin (7x)
since i was a jit til i exit the premises!
hand me my jacket, hand me my jacket
my pant leg match like it some duck head
ole -ssumption next to bishop kenney lookin -ss hue that i humma
double that dozen with a bud light
lunch going up but my gum getting bl–dy
materialize it on a bus side
now my pocket full of presidents that ain’t live
johnny ain’t the one to save the public
johnny is a son of a gun clip
johnny make it up as it unzip
johnny take it up with the judge bench—
how ya gone leave if ya ain’t even much out yet?
how ya gone leave if ya ain’t even much out yet?

i look good flickin (7x)
since i was a jit til i exit the premises!

hand me my jacket, hand me my jacket
my pant leg match like it some duck head
ole -ssumption next to bishop kenney lookin -ss hue that i humma
double that dozen with a bud light
lunch going up but my gum getting bl–dy
materialize it on a bus side
now my pocket full of presidents that ain’t live
johnny ain’t the one to save the public
johnny is a son of a gun clip
johnny make it up as it unzip
johnny take it up with the judge bench—
how ya gone leave if ya ain’t even much out yet?
how ya gone leave if ya ain’t even much out yet?

i look good flickin (7x)
since i was a jit til i exit the premises!

- rob roy lyrics

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