Ted and Robin Jeans

(Guillermo wassup wit it)

Robin Jean,
jean, jean, jean, jean
Robin Jean,
jean, jean, jean, jean
Robin Jean,
jean, jean, jean, jean
Robin Jean,
jean, jean, jean, jean (jean, jean)

You can share my,
Robins
Field nigga, dese is
cotton
I'm in love, my bitch
poppin
I'll be Ted and, you be
Robin

Robin
Robin
Robin
Robin
Robin
Robin
Robin

R-r-r-r-Robin!
Robin!
Robin!
Robin!
Robin!
Robin!
Robin!
R-r-r-r-Robin!
Robin!
Robin!
Robin!
Robin!
Robin!
Robin!
R-r-r-r-Robin!
Robin!
Robin!
Robin!
Robin!
Robin!
Robin!
R-r-r-r-Robin

Bih! It's the kid,
and my Robin Jean look tight, ay!
If she lookin ched,
I would prolly date a dike, ay!
Sorry, this ducati shawty,
you can't ride my bike, ay!
I'm tryna be like Mike,
I guess that make a nigga Dwight, ay!
I'm the type of nigga that you bring around yo momma
And if you acting up, Imma go and fuck yo momma
I got hella comma,
I could fuck Madonna
Louis Vuitton Don uh,
I'm in love with Rihanna
Got a bitch named Shawna
(And she like shit that's shiny)
Two L's just like a llama
(Her nigga better not try me)
But I'm in love with you too
(I always buy you Robins)
Can't catch me hoe I'm Mewtwo
(I'm Ted if you be Robin)
I'm Ted if you be Robin,
I'm Brehfuh who gon rob me
Can't see me like you Chinese,
Twin Bentley, yeah they Siamese
When Interscope gon sign me,
need Diamonds like Dasani
And bitches screaming "sign me",
my nascar on Kafani

We ain't gotta talk
ooh uh, awww, talk ooh uh
We ain't gotta talk
ooh uh, awww, talk ooh uh
We ain't gotta talk ooh uh,
awww, talk ooh uh
We ain't gotta talk ooh uh,
awww, talk ooh uh
Awww, ooh uhh, Awww,
Awww, ooh oh, ooh uh ooh oh
Awww, ooh uhh, Awww,
Awww, ooh oh, ooh uh ooh oh

Robin
Robin
Robin
Robin
Robin
Robin
Robin

R-r-r-r-Robin!
Robin!
Robin!
Robin!
Robin!
Robin!
Robin!
R-r-r-r-Robin!
Robin!
Robin!
Robin!
Robin!
Robin!
Robin!
R-r-r-r-Robin!
Robin!
Robin!
Robin!
Robin!
Robin!
Robin!
R-r-r-r-Robin!



Credits
Writer(s): Mukama Madoshi
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