Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dear Rob, artist - Bizarre. Date of issue: 10.07.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Dear Rob |
| Dear Rob, I heard about your situation |
| I was in Detroit stuck on vacation |
| I dropped the album, it’s called *Tweek Sity* |
| You can get it on iTunes download, it’s $ 3.50 |
| (no one cares) |
| Alright, i heard you were depressed well |
| I’m here to relieve all your fucking stress |
| I heard about you and Black Chyna |
| How every man in LA fucked her vagina |
| T.I. |
| said he fucked her, that’s a fact |
| Rob, you shouldn’t have never mentioned that |
| Rob believe me, I know what you’re going through |
| Cause T.I., he fucked my baby momma too |
| (Forreal?) Nah I’m lying, trying to cheer you up |
| Lift you up |
| They seen you on Facebook, they seen you on Instagram |
| The whole world watched you fucking go HAM |
| See Rob, I used to weigh 365 |
| Eat burgers and fries at home ready to die |
| I was the man, I used to be on top |
| Until Tyler the Creator took my spot |
| Rob, you know what’s so fucking weird |
| I ain’t even know Eminem grew a beard |
| Cause I ain’t seen him in fucking years |
| Stop this song, I’m about to go in tears |
| Rob I’m old news, getting stepped on like old shoes |
| Getting talked about known as the old dude |
| It sounds like I’m going off |
| You don’t like what I’m saying, turn this song off |
| Dear Rob, I’m trying to keep you educated |
| I ain’t but niggas stay medicated |
| You’re a Kardashian, Rob, walk with pride |
| And don’t be scared to bring your ass outside |
| Take your shirt off Rob, let 'em see your stomach |
| And believe me, all the black girls’ll love it |
| Facebook Rob you need to chill |
| And you need to tell Bruce how you really feel |
| sex change |
| You madder that he won’t take you and your little brother fishing |
| Man i know you hate that shit |
| You should have some Mexicans rape that bitch |
| And I’ma tape that shit |
| That was some racist shit |
| They don’t care about me Rob, they care about you |
| My career is through, I ain’t been out since '92 |
| Give me advice, give me a call |
| And I’ll be at your door step with some Adderall |
| I love you |
| Dear Rob |