Текст песни "Run–D.M.C. - Bob Your Head"
Bob your head Bob your head As we bop on to the break of dawn The non-stop hip hop bop takes you on down to the last, stop Ruff, ruff an' rugged we comin' So won't ya bob your head? Ruff, ruff an' rugged we comin' B-b-ba bob your head Ruff, ruff an' rugged we comin A freak I find the kind to wine and dine I freak a blind date, and your fate is to wait in line At the party tryin' to get a hottie Cool T and Roddy, DMC and Scottie Big Kev and Marty, Hurricane and Arty Phil, Doug, and Naughty damn, a big party So I grab the mic, I like, recite, the hype And type, and write, with my Freak it 'fore the niggy night is done For Ricky-Run to get dumb and then some So while you're here, it's clear to every person Ah that you need to bob get involved And weave with ease and please the steez with G's Now, just to be at ease 'Cause this is it, legit, a hit, I throw a fit Not slackin' or lackin' a bit, nah that ain't it So just a bob ya head, like I said, the fresh it So just a bob ya head Ruff, ruff an' rugged we comin Bob your head Ruff, ruff an' rugged we comin' Ruff, ruff an' rugged we comin' I make your heads bob, I got you slobbin' the knob So do a good job, why don't ya let me know how ya livin' Hobbes? Whassup wit ya girl? Ya know I like the way your earrings jang And your booty swing, ah while my beat go Boom boom why don't you let me take you to my room Take off our shoes relax sit on bed and watch the Looney Tunes But no, you want me take you out and wine and dine you But I ain't got no time to chase behind and never find you So be this dope a lethal dose of poisonous potion Stick to the sound that's up and down now sit ya that's the motion Buckwild Inna style for ya honey child The organization of bobbin and pacin' will make you bob a while Grab a cutie, Duke her Bootee, bust a [unverified] box That's my duty, girl please do me, don't try to cock block Give nuff respect, I love the sex, again I said Here it comes from Run (Yo Jay) Yo D, hoe bob ya head Ruff, ruff an' rugged we comin' Ah just a bob ya head Bob ya head Ruff, ruff an' rugged we comin' Ah just a bob ya head Well I believe you weave and bob the job is done By Run so come get some for fun Keep the force I'm Nicky, number one And I'll scratch my vocord for f-f-fun And nevertheless I must confess that it's a bless-un That people are ride and must abide to this direction I triple it up to let you know that I'm a swift one Those who oppose get broken nose that's how I live son I move the head that's what I said, this is my mission I'm dickin' 'em down and all around, to make the head bob So bend your neck, give 'nuff respect to me, dance Hobbes For this is it, the brand new shit, I'd like to mention So hurry up because the cut is my invention The jazz, pizazz, with class, at last Kickin' your ass, for the past three and a half minutes You been in it to win it do you definitely need to bob your head And I say, I'd like to give a shout out to the Hollis Crew, in there My homeboy DMC, he's in there To my homeboy Jam Master Jay And the brothers at JMJ, you know they in there To my man Eric Blam, in there To my man Grand Wizard Cut Professor DJ Dig, definitely in there My name is Run Love and I'm out of here with The Afros And the 40 Ounce Crew Read more: RUN D.M.C. - BOB YOUR HEAD LYRICSОбновить текст