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RZA As Bobby Digital In Stereo (1998) Kiss Of A Black Widow
Intro:
Ol' Dirty Bastard (RZA) Let
me tell ya'll hol something motherfuckers (Oh
you complaining about that man?) Yeah
them motherfuckers belong to us Straight
up, tell all ya'll motherfucking hoes Ya'll
motherfuckers know what's the fucking time You
think we don't love you motherfuckers? Run
in to the motherfucking courts with all that bullshit motherfuka I'm
letting all ya'll motherfuckers know,I'm getting tired a that shit You
motherfucking triple breed motherfuckers Bitches
we love you motherfucka Verse
One: RZA (Hoe)
Bobby Digi, Bob Digital shit is critical Laid
the fuck up inside the hospital It's
a riddle of a sphinx bitch had me jinx wid hijinx Cuban
linx snatched from my neckIt was the sex, This
12 ounce bottle of bex had me drunk One
night laid up wit the Ol' Dirt and ten bags of skunk Just
met this hoe last monthLookin' like a Benz with a woofer in the trunk I
pushed up like a push-up stick One
hand up near my cheek the other hand was holdin' my dick I
said "Power equal.. Boo!" RZA
people I be Bobby D-I-G-I too (Is
that right?) Word, and exact Girl
you got a smile that a make a nigga heart crack (For
real?) Word to grill like a thousand dollar bill Close
your eyes count to three and click you heels And
we could end up at my place face to face Butt-naked
I'll invade your inner space *Sniff*
Straight
up boo, Damn
I can taste it! One
drop of sperm the God wouldn't waste it Over
the quilt, I
rather put it inside you so your breast be filled with milk And
we could lay up,And I could squeeze until it tilts My
house built on stilts is bangin' like the Hilton Look
how you feelin' gimme some feeback boo cause I need that (Look
Bobby where's the beer and the weed at?) Look
girl shit I got more than a little She
set me up for the kiss of the black widow Verse
Two: O.D.B You
couldn't get a flick of the hype outfit Cause
the way that I'ma dress this style is mad wild Enough
to make a crowd of women scream Oww! Whether
at a party or just in bed Or
thoughts of Ason bitch keep that in your head My
beats are funky my rhymes are spunky Sometimes
I say well motherfucka what's the recipe I
don't know I ask my ma she don't know Go
ask ya poppa.... It's
all about me in the place to be Nigga
you all that uhhh.... Motherfucka
that shit is due it's mad Motherfucking
game and it's a God-damn shame How
many motherfuckas wanna know this name, Ason Yo
I LOCK ON pass the break! Shake
and motivate, stimulate Verse
Three: RZA By
this ways that you dying you have in your clutch Fall
in love like a drug Call
out into her love flood Fuck
??? dunn you only bust blood Caught
inside the scud-missle grip like tissue .....Now
I'm laid up inside the hospital Bobby
Digital's on critical Cause
the testicles is drained Huh
huh Nah
I ain't doing it right, right? Huh
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