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Bobby Frank - Bumble In Gotham City Lyrics



Bobby Frank - Bumble In Gotham City Lyrics




Sorry baby I figured you out I'm just gonna to move along on my way

I know what you about
I know what you'll do to me
I don't give a damn
Three months in
I know my love wouldn't be enough
She said I didn't have anything to offer her jokes on her

Stop the cap comedy I got a lot move on
I don't want to be your stupid little pawn in some game you don't even know how to play
But I'm gonna move along my way

Yeah feeling great today Ou with my frosted flakes oh yeah
Like that shit Ou I think I got Colgate after breath
Colgate white toothpaste
She like the cocaine though and it made her feel like superman S on her chest super Super

She was a cat women
I knew what she was doing
She was playing the streets like it was Gotham
She a trouble maker she a player she saying I couldn't offer shit
Bitch please you don't even know me

Take one glance at my money portfolio
You realize commas zeros all up in my bank account, you look at me like I'm a superhero
I've been making money now I'm gonna invest in myself on the music industry

Ou yeah music in my blood Ou
Uh huh music in my blood
I'm just having fun yeah

Father was a trumpeter brought me to this sphere yeah
My Mamma play the flute, she so hard on the trap flute yeah mic'd her up came through
Grim Reaper come out of nowhere we gonna make some music
Yeah I'm gonna swipe right and to the left oh my God I swipe right right it's a perfect Match

Yeah this girl might string me but I know that my Mommy probably won't approve of you
Yo thank you next sorry hoe you gotta wait in line just like all the other thoughts
Yeah thank you next

Yeah I'm gonna creep my DMs
I don't need the application
Hate that you're so shallow you use hinge I don't know how you make it

I'm just gonna say it
How it is live it up in the six
With my homies guess what if they look good I look good too

Why am I wasting next loot on you
Imma get over you spend my loot on my Toronto homies
Borski's going V I P on a casual Tuesday bottle service please

Popping bottles ou sparkling got my K nine fang teeth sparkling sparkling
VVs (VVS) in my teeth (VVS) with Markean
Ahh Ahhhh
Holy shit J R he got gold teeth
Rolling with the crew yeah looking so brand new yeah we gonna get the bottles and get in That kind of mood
Poppin' bottles
We move on along and get over our little stupid side woahs
But Imma move along my way

Yeah feeling great today ou with my frosted flakes, oh yeah
Like that shit ou I think I got Colgate after breath
Colgate white toothpaste
Still got my side biddie chillin at my house

She like Colgate
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Sorry baby I figured you out I'm just gonna to move along on my way

I know what you about
I know what you'll do to me
I don't give a damn
Three months in
I know my love wouldn't be enough
She said I didn't have anything to offer her jokes on her

Stop the cap comedy I got a lot move on
I don't want to be your stupid little pawn in some game you don't even know how to play
But I'm gonna move along my way

Yeah feeling great today Ou with my frosted flakes oh yeah
Like that shit Ou I think I got Colgate after breath
Colgate white toothpaste
She like the cocaine though and it made her feel like superman S on her chest super Super

She was a cat women
I knew what she was doing
She was playing the streets like it was Gotham
She a trouble maker she a player she saying I couldn't offer shit
Bitch please you don't even know me

Take one glance at my money portfolio
You realize commas zeros all up in my bank account, you look at me like I'm a superhero
I've been making money now I'm gonna invest in myself on the music industry

Ou yeah music in my blood Ou
Uh huh music in my blood
I'm just having fun yeah

Father was a trumpeter brought me to this sphere yeah
My Mamma play the flute, she so hard on the trap flute yeah mic'd her up came through
Grim Reaper come out of nowhere we gonna make some music
Yeah I'm gonna swipe right and to the left oh my God I swipe right right it's a perfect Match

Yeah this girl might string me but I know that my Mommy probably won't approve of you
Yo thank you next sorry hoe you gotta wait in line just like all the other thoughts
Yeah thank you next

Yeah I'm gonna creep my DMs
I don't need the application
Hate that you're so shallow you use hinge I don't know how you make it

I'm just gonna say it
How it is live it up in the six
With my homies guess what if they look good I look good too

Why am I wasting next loot on you
Imma get over you spend my loot on my Toronto homies
Borski's going V I P on a casual Tuesday bottle service please

Popping bottles ou sparkling got my K nine fang teeth sparkling sparkling
VVs (VVS) in my teeth (VVS) with Markean
Ahh Ahhhh
Holy shit J R he got gold teeth
Rolling with the crew yeah looking so brand new yeah we gonna get the bottles and get in That kind of mood
Poppin' bottles
We move on along and get over our little stupid side woahs
But Imma move along my way

Yeah feeling great today ou with my frosted flakes, oh yeah
Like that shit ou I think I got Colgate after breath
Colgate white toothpaste
Still got my side biddie chillin at my house

She like Colgate
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Writer: Robert Grim
Copyright: Lyrics © Society of Composers, Authors and Music Publishers of Canada (SOCAN), O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Bobby Frank
Language: English
Length: 3:08
Written by: Robert Grim

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