Mistadobalina by Del tha Funkee Homosapienالقصائد الغناءيه -текстове на песни -texty -paroles -στίχοι -गीतletras -songteksten -тексты песен -versuri -tekst utworu -testi -the text of the song - - نص الاغنيةтекста на песента -tekst pjesme -text písně -teksten til sangen -teksti, laulu -le texte de la chanson -το κείμενο του τραγουδιού -पाठ के गीतEl texto de la canción -de tekst van het lied -der Text des Liedes -teksten til sangen -o texto da canção -Текст песни -textul de la piesa -Texten till låten -il testo della canzone
Ah, I know I'm drunk man
Ladies and gentlemen, I for, I forgot my
My favourite man, sittin' over there
His name his
Mista Dobalina, Mr. Bob Dobalina
Mista Dobalina, Mr. Bob Dobalina
Mista Dobalina, Mr. Bob Dobalina
Mista Mista Dobalina, Mr. Bob Dobalina
Mista Dobalina, Mr. Bob Dobalina
Mista Dobalina, Mr. Bob Dobalina
Mista Dobalina, Mr. Bob Dobalina
Mr. Bob Dobalina
Mista Dobalina, Mista Bob Dobalina
Mista Bob Dobalina, won't you quit?
You really make me sick with ya fraudulent behavior
You're gonna make me flip and then an army couldn't save ya
Why don't you behave ya little Rugrat?
Take a little tip from the tabloid, because I know I'm not paranoid
When I say I saw ya tryin' to mock me
Now you and your crew are on a mission tryin' to hawk me
But it isn't happenin' ya fraudulent foes
You used to front big time now I suppose
That everything's cool since the style of apparel you adopted
You used to make fun of but now you wanna rock it
So you gotta kick it with the homies
But D E L is already hip to your cronies
Me and see M P X thought about this and never have we seen a
Brother who could look like Mista, Mista, Mista Dobalina
Mista Dobalina, Mr. Bob Dobalina
Mista Dobalina, Mr. Bob Dobalina
Mista Dobalina, Mr. Bob Dobalina
Mista Mista Dobalina, Mr. Bob Dobalina
Ooh aya I'm stupid Mista Bob Dobalina
Ooh aya I'm stupid Mista Bob Dobalina
Ooh aya I'm stupid Mista Bob Dobalina
Ooh aya I'm stupid Mista Bob Dobalina
Mista Dobalina, Mr. Bob Dobalina
Mista Dobalina, Mr. Bob Dobalina
Mista Dobalina, Mr. Bob Dobalina
Mista Mista Dobalina, Mr. Bob Dobalina, Mr. Bob Dobalina
Ooo, ooo, Mista Dobalina, you thought ya could manipulate
You thought you could fool me, ooo, ooo, Mista Dobalina
Teacher used to put me on a stump
And then he schooled me
Friends can be fraudulent, just you wait and see
First he was my moneygrip then he stole my honeydip
Mista Dobalina is a serpent, don't you agree?
The little two-tima, resembles Aunt Jemima?
With jeans and a dirty white hoodie
Seems like he wouldn't be a snake or would he?
Disguises come in all sizes and shapes
Notice the facade of the snakes
They all catch the vapes
Even though last year they was G Q
Took a lot of time
Before the D E L could see through
The mask, all I had to do was ask
The hamper worth and Kwame
And my man responded they would bomb a
Fraudulent foe with the strength of Hercules
The way ya on my dick must really hurt ya knees
You need to take heed and quit being such a groupie
Ever since I did a little show in Guadeloupee
I neva saw a groupie like you
But what is funny is
Ya wanted to be down with my crew
But D E L is not down
With any clowns or jesters
So I would suggest that ya try to impress uncle Fester Dobalina
Because ya don't impress me Dobalina
The style of dress is not the key Dobalina
It's all in the mind and the heart, so you should start
By remembering ya gotta pay a fee Dobalina
Mista Dobalina, Mr. Bob Dobalina
Mista Dobalina, Mr. Bob Dobalina
Mista Dobalina, Mr. Bob Dobalina
Mista Mista Dobalina, Mr. Bob Dobalina
Ooh aya I'm stupid Mista Bob Dobalina
Ooh aya I'm stupid Mista Bob Dobalina
Ooh aya I'm stupid Mista Bob Dobalina
Ooh aya I'm stupid Mista Bob Dobalina
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