Testo B.L.A.C.K. - Black Rob
Testo della canzone B.L.A.C.K. (Black Rob), tratta dall'album The Black Rob Report
B-L-A-C-K R-O-B
I got a freaky, freaky, freaky little flow
Lock the town like Fidel Castro
And went straight to jail, did not pass go
(Aye yo Black, can we ask you a question?)
No, now back to live action
Dust my shoulders off on this track, I'm just practicin'
And I ain't even at my maximum
Imagine if I was, this is for the love
Ladies and gentlemen, kids of all ages
You about to go on a ride with the wild and outrageous
So buckle your seatbelt, my heat's felt
All in the ghetto, the dominator, Darth Vader creator
Officializing, signed and sealed, I deliver
My new, if we don't get no bigger
We never left, nah, we took a break off
You all tucked in? We about to take off
B-L-A-C-K R-O-B
Now there's a rumor being spread about me and the team
And a couple wild brothers out of 115
Y'all might not have heard it, some cat got murdered
Now everybody walkin' around all shady nervous
I ain't sweatin' that, 'bout to do a show in San Antone
Then fly back home
I call Sal on the phone to have the car at the airport
Somethin' with a chick chauffer
Butt naked in the full length fur
It's on and poppin', work it baby, ain't no stoppin'
Bad boys in the buildin', honeys catchin' feelings
Now we rated number one, now sales through the ceilin'
People have faith in Rob
I'm on that and I run the point like Jason, God
It's one thing to be all hood
I guess it's safe to say (what?) so far so good, Black!
B-L-A-C-K R-O-B
'Bout time we windin' down, last call for alcohol
Scoop up your girl, you never seen this before
That's a Bentley 4, fresh out the store
This should be against the law
Party don't stop, can't stop, won't stop
Hit the bootlegger, pint of Rock
And I'ma get smart through the holla
Long as she doin' less talkin' and more swallowin'
Now Black is what they hollerin', out in the east
How he won't go away like permanent grease
And this is how I murder the streets
Lot of dudes is mad when I'm just tryna get a bite to eat
I don't care if y'all just two step or do the hustle
This New York rapper bringin' some New York muscle
See me in the club, it's nothin' but love
Love the way that I position myself to rise above, Black!
B-L-A-C-K R-O-B
(One more time baby)
B-L-A-C-K R-O-B
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Writer(s): Deric Micheal Angelettie, Robert Ross, Steven A Jordan
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