Robtown Funk
This hit, that ice cold
Rob God yes, that white gold
This one, for them Judos girls
Them Doris girls, straight masterpieces
Stylin’, wildin’ Livin’ it up in the Vengeance room
Got Chucks on with Saint Johnnysoh
Gotta kiss em Sven, hes so pretty
Robs too hot (hot damn)
Called a Goose and a Methodman
Robs too hot (hot damn)
Make Harsheh and Dubs wanna retire, man
Robs too hot (hot damn)
Say my name, you know who I am (Onim!)
Robs too hot (hot damn)
Serfas bad ’bout that Titpic?
Break it down
Girls hit your hallelujah (Rob!)
Girls hit your hallelujah (Rob!)
Girls hit your hallelujah (Rob!)
‘Cause Robtown Funk gon’ give it to you (Rob!)
‘Cause Robtown Funk gon’ give it to you’ (Rob!)
Cause Robtown Funk gon’ give it to you
Saturday night, and Johnnys in the spot
Don’t believe me, just Rob, come on
Don’t believe me, just Rob
Don’t believe me, just Rob
Don’t believe me, just Rob
Don’t believe me, just Rob
Don’t believe me, just Rob
Hey, hey, hey, Rooob!
Stop Wait a minute
Fill her cup, put some jizz in it
Take a lick, sign a check
Discodave, get the stretch
Ride to CaRnage, Conspiracy, Norsemen and Apprime yo
If Rob shows up, he gon’ show out
Smoother than a fresh jar of Jizzzy
Robs too hot (hot damn)
Called a Goose and a Methodman
Robs too hot (hot damn)
Make Harsheh and Dubs wanna retire, man
Robs too hot (hot damn, hot damn)
Baggeh, say my name, you know who I am (Onim!)
Robs too hot (hot damn)
Nick bad ’bout that money?
Break it down
Girls hit your hallelujah (Rob!)
Girls hit your hallelujah (Rob!)