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B.O.B - Cranberry Moon Walk lyrics

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Hook:

If we gonna smoke gotta do it out a jar!

If we gonna ride gotta drop the top on the car

I pull over to the side, you don’t mind if I play my guitar

We’re just staring at the stars trying figure out who we are

Oh cranberry moon walk (moon walk)

Cranberry moon walk (cranberry moon walk)!

This shit amazing, seventeen chips gotta calculate it

Paid for tuition, that’s a graduation

Killing through the presidents, that’s assassination

Uh I smoke a half, I make her

Bang that bitch and her baby make up

Look, I ain’t no baby maker,

She was hanging so tight I had to amputate her like uh

I got shit to do

Ball up, pour up, twist a few!

But hey I’ve been running this shit so long

I’mma fuck around and blow out a hit or two

Like uh, that’s a workout

Can twerk so hard, she can twerk out

And I swear this freak bitch ride my wave so long

She know how to surf out!

Hook:

If we gonna smoke gotta do it out a jar!

If we gonna ride gotta drop the top on the car

I pull over to the side, you don’t mind if I play my guitar

We’re just staring at the stars trying figure out who we are

Oh cranberry moon walk (moon walk)

Cranberry moon walk (cranberry moon walk)!

I’m throwing that long back at yo baby mama

I’m smoking that alien, I call that Osama

I got my own lane but I ain’t got no genre

I’m shitting on niggas, you might need a plunger

Uh, no I ain’t no worries

No drama, no drama, no drama, no drama

Uh and I’m whipping that Rari

E Honda E Honda E Honda E Honda!

Hey, and we deep like 300

From the East side, yes, I keep it 100

Go! And my weed hydroponic

That chronic that chronic that chronic that chronic!

Smoke!

Anything you done did

Yes, I’ve done it, I’ve done it, I’ve done it, I’ve done it!

Go! And they think that they do

But don’t want it, don’t want it, don’t want it, don’t want it!

Hook:

If we gonna smoke gotta do it out a jar!

If we gonna ride gotta drop the top on the car

I pull over to the side, you don’t mind if I play my guitar

We’re just staring at the stars trying figure out who we are

Oh cranberry moon walk (moon walk)

Cranberry moon walk (cranberry moon walk)!

Watch me put in work

Yeah, I put in work

Got these niggas mad

Cause I get it first

Get yo feelings hurt

Bet yo feelings hurt

Got these niggas mad

When they see that work! (x2)

Hook:

If we gonna smoke gotta do it out a jar!

If we gonna ride gotta drop the top on the car

I pull over to the side, you don’t mind if I play my guitar

We’re just staring at the stars trying figure out who we are

Oh cranberry moon walk (moon walk)

Cranberry moon walk (cranberry moon walk)!

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