Sobb Story Lyrics

Remember the days when I was walking and talking
Doing what I gotta do (doing what we wanna do)
Off into my walkathon missions (why?)
Cause the brothers that I knew with the rides drove by
On the nice sunny days looking down the road
Seeing beautiful girls with the car loads
Yeah, yeah, yeah they were screaming, wish I had a little ride of my own
But since I don't that is my sobb story
My missions will continue as I keep on stalking
My stamina was dying from the constant walking
Right before the moment I began to call to my man Brittle
Who had a sunroof and all
I thought he would've noticed my dying
When I yelled his name he yelled beep and kept driving
Now in my heart there grew a big hole
Cause my little, little, little toe started rubbing on my insole
It was a fidgety burn and then I said wait I got pride
It's time to get my own ride
I came up with a scheme and got paid
I had no other choice but going down with the trade
When I got my chance though I got kind of stingy
Yep, cause I got my cherry Pathfinder
Now I'm feeling good cause I'm off my feet
Men and little squalid dogs running up on the street
And they're saying
My name is Sharina (My name is Busta)
My name is Tonya (My name is Busta)
My name is Diana (My name is Busta)
Now what do you take me for the little local pushover
No shame in my game cause that's how I got dissed
And when I return the favor everybody gets pissed
And now I am the man feeling all the glory
And when you rise down and gone just remember that

I know you and you know me
I know you and you know me
I know you and you know me
It's the sobb story, the sobb story

Red light, green light 1, 2, 3
Here comes the hop along kid Charlie B
I'm constantly moving with my walkman kicking
My bunions are crying, beaving, picking
Please! Please! Get into the vehicle
I stopped at Davis Ave
Thinking I'll see a cool brother to give me a ride
(Sorry Charlie) was the comment replied
I didn't forget about the girl in the Sidekick
The rub-a-dub system and the spoiler kit
She drive by with the posse, ooh-ah, ooh-ah, ooh-ah
(Hey Charlie Brown, where's your car?)
Well I haven't purchased it yet
The smoke from the rubber burned up to my neck
Girls with Gucci and their friends with Fendi
Won't allow a walker to get friendly
Just a beep-beep and occasional wave
The tables turn, now she got played
Lunch time, Marty and Dion
Johnny Juice, Giggles, Troy and Dequan
Sitting and waiting for a ride to Mickey D's
I snack by the crackerjack just to relieve
Stress it's a mess, I decided to work
But its hard to work when your boss is a jerk
I swept floors and strived to get mine
My amigos with Dinco D, Milo and Busta Rhymes
Rag top, kickbox, yellow and brown
Who's the clown? Remember that...

I know you and you know me
I know you and you know me
I know you and you know me
It's the sobb story, the sobb story

Now I remember Rob when he first got his Saab
Didn't have a job and his car was a mob
Of brothers he never knew from jack
And when his car went flat they wouldn't jack
And when his car was in the shop they wouldn't stop by
To even say hi on the reply
But back came Rob to the same old gang
(Yo what's up do y'all wanna hang?)
Yeah sure they say on the quick fast
(By the way anybody got money for gas?)
Nah not me, I don't, don't ask
I got it come on (watch out we gonna crash)
But wait now Rob just walking like me
The D to the O, in the middle I-N-C
And some say envy, I stay on empty
And now he just walking my sobb story

I know you and you know me
I know you and you know me
I know you and you know me
It's the sobb story, the sobb story