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Johnny Park

Archer/Park was an American country music duo composed of singer-songwriters Randy Archer and Johnny Park. Signed to Atlantic Records in 1994, the duo released its sole album, We Got a Lot in Common, that year. Two of the album's singles entered the Billboard Hot Country Singles & Tracks charts: "Where There's Smoke" at No. 29 and the title track at No. 63. more »

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I'm flyer than the wings
On the back of a cicada
Twisting weed into paper
Rolling Lincoln Navigator
This is Johnny Park
AKA now and later
You can leave me rapping
Have your neck cramp an hour later
From bopping your head
To shit that I be dropping
I bet if you could flow this hot
Then you would never stop it either
Call the team up crush the weed up
I run circles around these rappers
Got em looking like ballerinas
You better keep up
The new school male Selena
Check the temperature
Pflugerville's got a fever
Imma hot topic
When it comes to mic rocking
Better keep it 1 on 1
Before my 20 cousins hop in
We used to pay 20 bucks
To get the plays at rawshe
Now I'm convinced
That my first name probably papi
I'm convinced everybody
Around me popping molly
Cuz they be sweating
Every time they get the kid talking
They call me mr. Park
Cuz every beat i get walk thru
All I do is spit sick rhymes
Like I caught flu
If you toke like I do
You would probably cough too
Only time I'm not #1
Is at the drive thru
3 in the AM
So Let me get some whataburger
They put Johnny on the mic
And start screaming bloody murder
If you a boss bitch
Let me see you put your purse up
I'm in the cockpit
Practicing my bank roll
Living la vida loca
Don't wanna know what they know
Every pic queso
Stacking up my pesos
Smash em and mash em
Like everything I do is play doh
I don't need no sneaky link
She do it if I say so
Walk into the club
Big shades like J-Lo
Like a bad accountant
I been fucking up the pay load
Only mother fucker still breathing
With a halo
Young angel
Bucket hat like Kangul
I got the whole ville on stand by
When I take off
F*ck it I call these bitches bitches
Cuz they love it
All these rappers hot
But I'm a motherfucking oven
Touch it
You can get burnt like a muffin
Say my name 3 times
And candy man jumping
Clyde got the drums going dumb
Harry dunne'n
And dumber
Hot shit
I'm dropping every summer
Getting so high
I throw dice game with thunder
Weed is not drugs
On the back of my bumper
I told her I identify
As a Mary Jane lover
Face it
Pick your top 5 and erase it
Run out on stage
Give the whole crowd a face lift
Before my 21st
Was the last time I faked it
Catch me on the road doing shows
With a pay slip
Texas ranger
Cooking heat like to bake up
Coaster on the table
Got my wood from Jamaica
Blast from the past
Imma young Brendan Fraser
If the game had an arm
Young J is the razor
Make it all bleed
Young golden seed
Better fasten up
Because I'm buckling your knees
You been here for 10
Boy I been here for 3
They throwing you a curve
Boy I hit it off the Tee
I kick it in the ville
With them boys throwing P
1KRico
That's my people
Kicking down the doors
While you looking through the peep hole
Kill em with 16 bars
Then I reload
Stitching up the gap
Like my best friend Lilo
Sipping on a loko
Im in Acapulco
Spitting hot fire
Call me Johnny Park Komodo
The party don't stop
Til my neighbors call the popo
Then we start boxing
Like my crib is a dojo
Keep the beat going
Imma keep flowing
Nile river flow
But I'm wavy like the ocean
On the southside
Where they sip dirty potion
Buying top shelf
Drink smooth like lotion
That's it

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