Bob Vance Freestyle Lyrics

I'll slap a weak nigga with my offhand

Sit the fuck down, I'm talkin

I don't understand what you want man

Shordie knew what she was getting when she walked in

And my heart stay cold like Bob Vance

Sit the fuck down I'm talkin

I don't understand what you want from me, yeeah

And I been on my own

I don't know where I live, but I live on my own

I give her good dick then I get on my own

And you know what it is, should have already known

You was not my bitch and not even my hoe

You don't wanna find out girl, don't test me

I keep my other women guessing

Why you tryna act like this is pressing

I should call you Debra, why you Messing with me

Baby I don't give a fuuuuck

I keep the chopper tuuuucked

It's bodies in the streeets

I been tryna find a wayy out

I'm not the type to chase down

I'll put you in your place now

When I slap a weak nigga with my offhand

Sit the fuck down I'm talkin

I don't understand what you want man

Shordie knew what she was getting when she walked in

And my heart stay cold like Bob Vance

Sit the fuck down, I'm talkin

I don't understand whatchu want from me, yeah

Ehhh-ehhh

And baby I don't love you

I don't evennnnnn love myself..

Now, see 'round here they call me Parker

So babygirl why don't you just come PARK that ass right onnnnn my mouth

And, and, and I don't know what to tell you babygirl

I mean-- I mean with everything I been putting in

I mean shit at least you better be puttingggggg out

...what?

You're tryna tell me I don't put in enough?

Okay well how bout I go put it in Keisha mouth

Know what I'm talkin bout?

Give a damn about your health

Give a damn about your heart, don't start

I swear she gonna stop a nigga heart

Every time she giving me the lid, the lid, the lid

Like Patrick opening a jar

You know who I are

Smoking on strong, Bob Parr

And I got my drink spiked like Gwar

Sheeh, god darn

I'ma break your achy little heart

It's the lightskin Billy Ray, baby play your part

And I just need a little more time for me & myself

And my piece, side piece, and Stephanie and Kels

If you wanted real peace, shoulda asked your damn self

What you getting out of me you couldn't get from no one else

Need a new wallet, my identity lost

Every time I get it back I don't remember the cost

I been heading where I'm going and forget where I'm from

Running to anything to patch up all these holes in my lungs