Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song BOBBY, artist - Logic. Album song Confessions of a Dangerous Mind, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 09.05.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: DEF JAM, Universal Music
Song language: English
BOBBY |
Fame be like, like when you rich and famous and shit |
They think you s’posed to act a certain way |
I’m a little lit on the tour bus, so I’ma act a certain way |
Mike Holland, we recordin'? |
Whoa, that my man? |
Ayy |
Who got the juice like me? |
Who got the juice like, who got the juice like (Bobby) |
I’m finna give her the D |
End of the night, she gon' be screamin', be screamin' (Bobby) |
Who sell out arenas? |
Who spit it the meanest? |
Who’s biracial only in his penis? |
(Bobby) |
My shit the cleanest, I’m a fuckin' genius |
Self-proclaimed, but they know the name (Bobby) |
Who got the juice like me? |
Who got the juice like, who got the juice like (Bobby) |
I’m finna give her the D |
End of the night, she gon' be screamin', be screamin' (Bobby) |
Who sell out arenas? |
Who spit it the meanest? |
Who’s biracial only in his penis? |
(Bobby) |
My shit the cleanest, I’m a fuckin' genius |
Self-proclaimed, but they know the name (Bobby) |
I guess when you make it this big |
People assume your head this big (Bobby) |
Start takin' shots, yeah, they pour the drink |
In person, they blow smoke like a cig |
Shorty gon' pass me the head 'til I nut |
I am so rich that I don’t give a fuck |
Me and my homies, we smoke in the cut |
Momberg, like what? |
I just performed for like fifteen thousand |
I leave these women arousin' |
All the pussy in the club make a tidal wave |
Come on, now, Bobby boy, behave |
Black and white, you ain’t half of the nigga I am |
You just mad you ain’t as big as I am |
Real MC, your shit Sam-I-Am |
Been a while, can I get a «God damn»? |
I am the best in my field like a slave |
Who said fuck emancipation, burned the plantation |
Facing death, and then put the master in his grave |
Why? |
'Cause black is beautiful |
Snappin' so hard, I might snap a cuticle |
Fifty million in the bank, know my circle like a tank |
Think you can get in, you can’t |
Kiss a bitch hand and she faint |
Kiss a bitch hand and she faint |
Who got the juice like me? |
Who got the juice like, who got the juice like (Bobby) |
I’m finna give her the D |
End of the night, she gon' be screamin', be screamin' (Bobby) |
Who sell out arenas? |
Who spit it the meanest? |
Who’s biracial only in his penis? |
(Bobby) |
My shit the cleanest, I’m a fuckin' genius |
Self-proclaimed, but they know the name (Bobby) |
Who got the juice like me? |
Who got the juice like, who got the juice like (Bobby) |
I’m finna give her the D |
End of the night, she gon' be screamin', be screamin' (Bobby) |
Who sell out arenas? |
Who spit it the meanest? |
Who’s biracial only in his penis? |
(Bobby) |
My shit the cleanest, I’m a fuckin' genius |
Self-proclaimed, but they know the name (Bobby) |
Man, you know, he don’t fuck with nobody |
You know why? |
'Cause all y’all niggas is talkin' a bunch of bullshit |
And you know, you can’t back up what ya say |
Because your mouth say one thing |
And your actions show another |
Then you can’t back it up |
So what the fuck you gon' do? |
This is Logic’s dad, this is Bobby Smokey Hall |
And he came out my balls (Bobby) |