White Bob - It's White Bob! lyrics

Now you can see me round Folkestone bumpin gangsta sh**, Mr White Bob in ya mouth with a new dope hit Cruisin down the streets in search of a hoe, Recognise that car? It's my Fiat Cinacento You may wonder where the headrests are, Some motherf**er threw them out of the car Don't you laugh, that sh** ain't funny, Gonna phone his home number and tell his mummy See I'm not a honkie that you wanna upset, Just bought a samurai sword off the internet Yes I've seen k** Bill volumes 1 & 2, You try to f** with me, I'm going to f** with you Chorus: Say, whos that honkie that you love to hate? It's White Bob! Who's that honkie who's always stayin up late? It's White Bob! Who's that honkie with the dopest flows? It's White Bob! Who's that honkie that pimps these hoes? You know that's White Bob! Now people round here they have started to wonder Whether White Bob is just a one hit wonder Sure, they all enjoyed Grandma Don't Be A Snitch, But ever since that record came out I haven't done sh** Just took some time out to study the rap game, Stroke a bit of p**y in a major way, yeah Going at it like this and like that, oh How I love to stoke a p**y cat But I know the real reason why the fans are annoyed, Cos they jealous cos I'm rappin with Hu$tleboy floyd He'll appear on this mixtape later just for you, Just hope when he hears it he decides not to sue Repeat chorus* In ya mouth b**h! & I'm out...