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Bob your
Bob head

As we bop on to the of dawn
The non-stop hip hop bop you on down to the last, stop
Ruff, ruff an' rugged we
So won't ya bob your
Ruff, ruff an' we comin'
B-b-ba bob head
Ruff, ruff an' we comin

A freak I find the kind to wine and
I freak a blind date, and your fate is to in line
At the tryin' to get a hottie
Cool T and Roddy, DMC and

Big Kev and Marty, Hurricane and
Phil, Doug, and damn, a big party
So I the mic, I like, recite, the hype
And type, and write, my

Freak it 'fore the niggy night is
For Ricky-Run to get dumb and then
So while here, it's clear to every person
Ah you need to bob get involved

And weave with ease and please the steez G's
Now, just to be at
this is it, legit, a hit, I throw a fit
Not slackin' or lackin' a bit, nah ain't it

So just a bob ya head, I said, the fresh it
So a bob ya head
Ruff, ruff an' rugged we

Bob head
Ruff, ruff an' rugged we
Ruff, ruff an' we comin'

I your heads bob, I got you slobbin' the knob
So do a good job, why don't ya let me know how ya livin'
Whassup wit ya girl? Ya know I like the way your earrings
And your booty swing, ah my beat go

Boom boom why you let me take you to my room
Take off our shoes relax sit on bed and watch the Tunes
But no, you me take you out and wine and dine you
But I ain't got no time to behind and never find you

So be dope a lethal dose of poisonous potion
Stick to the sound that's up and down now sit ya that's the
Inna style for ya honey child
The organization of bobbin and pacin' make you bob a while

Grab a cutie, Duke her Bootee, bust a box
That's my duty, girl please do me, try to cock block
nuff respect, I love the sex, again I said
Here it from Run
(Yo Jay)
Yo D, hoe bob ya

Ruff, ruff an' we comin'
Ah just a bob ya
Bob ya
Ruff, ruff an' we comin'
Ah just a bob ya

Well I you weave and bob the job is done
By Run so get some for fun
the force I'm Nicky, number one
And I'll scratch my for f-f-fun

And nevertheless I must confess that a bless-un
people are ride and must abide to this direction
I triple it up to let you know that I'm a one
Those who oppose get broken nose how I live son

I move the head that's what I said, is my mission
I'm dickin' 'em and all around, to make the head bob
So bend your neck, give respect to me, dance Hobbes
For this is it, the brand new shit, I'd to mention

So up because the cut is my invention
The jazz, pizazz, class, at last
Kickin' your ass, for the three and a half minutes
You in it to win it do you definitely need to bob your head

And I say, I'd to give a shout out to the Hollis Crew, in there
My homeboy DMC, in there
To my Jam Master Jay
And the brothers at JMJ, you they in there

To my man Blam, in there
To my man Grand Wizard Cut DJ Dig, definitely in there
My name is Run Love and I'm out of here with The
And the 40 Ounce