Luyện nghe bài hát Bob George

Let me see ya

New coat,
nice
Did you buy it?
Yeah,
You seeing that rich motherfucker
You who I'm talking about
That slicked paddy with all the gold in his mouth
Don't try to play me for fool
Cause I'll slap your ass into the of next week
I'm sorry baby, the rules

I pay the rent in this motherfucker
And all you do is up food and heat
Say Oh yeah?
For someone who can't stand T.V. dinners
You sure eat of them motherfuckers
Who bought you that ring?
Yeah, right.
when did you have a job?
You seeing that motherfucker again
What's his Bob?
Bob, ain't a bitch?
What's he do for a
rock stars?


Ain't a bitch?
That motherfucker with the high voice?
Please, who do I look baby?
Yesterday's
Don't you know I kill you now?
You're right.
I gun
You I don't?
what's this?
Oh, you now
Uh uh!
Little? Yeah, right. It be little but it's loud

Yeah, right.
Uh uh!

Now put that suitcase
And go in
And put on wig I bought you
No, no
No, no
The one
Bob, that a bitch?
Oh

Got ya

Hey Bob, if you're out there, let me see you
You said you was
C'mon,

Ain't that a
Bob

(Come out your hands up)
I'll kick ass (This is your last warning)
I won't? (Oh no! The nigger's got a laser)
(Let's get the out of here)

Is Mr. George
Hello, Mr. {Note: The high pitched voice}
This is your conscience, motherfucker {that to his call, when}
Why you leave motherfuckers alone? {slowed down to about to rpm, says}
What's wrong with you? {"Operator, what please?"}
Well, why can't we dance?
Why can't we dance?
No, fuck that, that
I don't about you, I don't talk about you
Wit' yo' little head ass
Who the fuck do you think is?
I'll your ass, twice

Bob, if you're out
Let me see you
You said you funky, c'mon

B-O-B, the shit backwards, what'd it say
motherfuckin' shit

it out

Bob, that a bitch?