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Song Lyrics Jobe Bells lyrics
dashing through these hos,
cadillac s and sixty fo s,
on three wheels we go,
clocking lots of doe,
Cellphone ringtone ring,
my song "Because I Got High",
smoking weed while I watch,
the police flying by!
Oh, jinglebell, East Palmdale Jobe is back and not whack,
Oooh found your daughter and you finally caught er and you mad cuz I m black,
ahaha I fucked her good, just like I should,
I think I blew her balloon,
I didn t use a condom and now we have a problem:
she havin my baby in June (say what?!)
I know this holiday hooker,
I think her name is Jan,
and if you aint got no money (hell yeah),
she s got a layaway plan,
I got a blowjob from her friend,
I think her name is Gwen,
my dick plugged up her mouth; she couldn t get no oxygen!
Oh jinglebell, county jail, Jobe s from the hood,
skinny women suck my dick real good but their butt cheeks feel like wood (ouch!)
I be swimmin, in big fat women, when I m in the sack (ooh!)
why have a skinny little bicycle bitch when I can ride a Cadillac?!
I met this beautiful woman,
she said she was Hawaiian,
she said she didn t like black guys, however she was lyin
she d seen my go detonas,
all my coupes and cash,
she licked my hairy balls, like chocolate coconuts!
Oh, jinglebell, shotgun shell, sheriff got a gun,
he pulled the trigger, shot that nigger look at that mo fucka run!
hit im in the head kicked him in the ass, put a kneecap in his chest,
went to the court, and told the judge, "This man was resisting arrest!"
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