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kung fu jew - gromit the omlette lyrics

[intro]
(squidward screaming)
here we go
yuh
aight

[verse 1]
coughing
old bob, old bob, oh, he’s too cold bob
old bob, old bob, oh he’s made of gold bob
old bob, old bob, we gon sell your soul bob (d*mn)
old bob, old bob, man, he’s too bold bob (retch)
wait till i call the bones up, you’ll see violence
jaw*dropping don’t affect me, i love the silence (retch)
been around too long to give a f*ck about my skull
i done been around the globe and still managed to dodge a pole
muhf*cka i don’t need a dollar dollar dollar bill
i already got a hat, i’m aiming at you with the bill
all my haters said i wasn’t coming back from my hiatus
now i’m back they call up new bob, he gon hate this

i was just fooling with yall, check this out

[verse 2]
f*cking with the car bob, detonate a car bomb
money in the car bob, honey at the bar bob
funny ass alarm bob, i ain’t gon harm bob
old bob old bob, don’t know what you told bob
tired muh*f*ckin bob, always bullet ducking bob
how he so lucky bob, got a rubber ducky bob
shoutout to the fans bob, always had his hands bob
old bob, old bob, gotta volt bolt bob
[breakdown]
i been off the everclear but ain’t n0body hold me dear when
business failed, i still prevailed, i still managed to see through hail, i
coincide an operation, percocet antic*p*tion
f*ck him, what he do for you, he hit you with disintegration
dusty muhf*cka, he ain’t even got a cane white
p*ssing people off and doing shots like he’s walter white (weemp womp)
late to the move again but he could still pretend attend
old bob, old bob, caught him on fort bend (brrt)
slide him like he’s in italics, bucket in the air but phallic
enemies ain’t never been a problem when he got himself (retch)
wide bob, side job, got a night light bob
cried bob, pride bob, visceral denied bob (oh, no!)
i’m uneasy though, i never thought i’d see me home, and now i’m wrecking speedy dome, i never thought i’d see me home (gobble, gobble)
old bob, old bob, oh, he’s too cold bob
old bob, old bob, oh he’s made of gold bob
(retch)

[outro]
boing!
counter that
sproing!
i be countering bludgeoning attacks

- gromit the omlette lyrics

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