Luyện nghe bài hát Bob George

Let me see ya

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

I pay the rent in this raggedy
And all you do is suck up food and
Say what? Oh
For someone who can't them T.V. dinners
You sure eat of them motherfuckers
Who you that diamond ring?
Yeah, right.
Since when did you have a
You that rich motherfucker again
What's his Bob?
Bob, ain't a bitch?
he do for a living?
Manage stars?


Ain't that a
That skinny motherfucker the high voice?
Please, who do I look like
Yesterday's
Don't you know I kill you now?
fuckin' right.
I gun
You think I
Then what's
Oh, you now
Uh uh!
Little? Yeah, right. It might be little but it's

Yeah, right.
Uh uh!

Now put that down
And go in
And put on wig I bought you
No, no
No, no
The one
Bob, ain't that a
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 your ass (This is your last warning)
Think I won't? (Oh no! The got a laser)
(Let's get the out of here)

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

Bob, if out there
Let me see you
You said you were funky,

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

it out

Bob, ain't that a