Lyrics:
at The Johnson's
We at The Johnson's
We at The Johnson's
Yeah we at The Johnson's house
Mary Kate and Ashley house
Bentley with the top cut off
Said she got
An apple a day keeps the doctor away
I've heard them say not today
Lennie Johnson's lost his way
Lennie Johnson's lost his way
He's lost his mind
He's got
O.G. Bobby Johnson!
O.G. Bobby Johnson!
O.G. Bobby Johnson!
O.G. Bobby Johnson!
Word on the street I'm a suspect
Hangin' with the killers in
the remotes?
And Ashlee's got a brand new nose
We gotta put some new em-pha-sis
On our syl la la-bles
If the emphasis on the compact
Disc is in the beat
Then
of dreams.”
It's my old hometown, it's dear ol' New Orleans.
I've traveled so many miles, still I got a long ways to go.
I've traveled so many miles, still I
a worthy pool
Of peers to be competed with
I see my shit with Son House and Syl Johnson
And always loose, I done lost face too
But I'm sporting their
vision be in Christ alone
This grace is all we've got
His love is like the mighty ocean
His love for me will never stop
Oh, His arms are strong enough
night when TEST STAND #1 and THE ROCKET SLED ITSELF... (We have ignition!)... got LUNCHED! I said LUNCHED! (Lunched!) By a FAMOUS MOUNTAIN-IN and his
And Ashley's got a brand new nose
We gotta put some new emphasis on our syllables
If the emphasis on the compact disc isn't the beat
Than I'm gon' feature
and the rocket sled itself got lunched!
By a famous mountain-in and his small, wooden wife.
Good bye to las vegas
Farewell to the lounges
We pulled a few
of what you ain't
Well packaged to distribute to the masters
Plotted this since first grade classes
Class is elements of a classic
I've got evidence
until the break of day.
My blues starts along about midnight, and it don't leave until the break of day.
‘Cause I've got no one to love me, ‘n drive these
Johnson
Deep down though I love her
Sometimes I know love hurts
I've got problems Talking
Telling you how I feel
Felt insecure since a kid
I hated high
love white people, I suck them off
They call me Dwayne Johnson
'cause I'm harder than a rock
When I see a cock
Got me mad as shit, so I slapped
to search in places lookin' for you where I don't belong.
I've got to get myself together, I've got to get you off my mind.
It's a sin the way I love you,
love
I've got love
I've got love for you
I've got love
I've got love
I've got love for you
Who do you want to be
You can do anything
Learn your best,
wait to
Get you to my home I've got 35 acres
It's not quite 40 but I'm hung like a mule
And if you got some friends then they can come too
We do it
Sweet water, hidden river
Flows right by my place
Life is slow, fishin's good
That's how I spend my days
I've got a sun-browned local lady
She hails
think I'm gone insane
These hidden wounds will stay open
I was taught to love and not to hate
As fire rates becomes my fate
I'm like a bomb I've detonate
Heading straight on in to the afterlife
I'm leaning to the left, I got my head in her lap
Hold on, I've been led into some kind of a trap
Where we ask no
dopamine constant
Losing's not an option,
Ask us, we got options
We could be locked in, singing Jack Johnson
No nine to five o'clock in, drop top shopping
it'll always be
I thank the good Lord I've got you
In times like these
The rich keep getting richer
The poor barely get by
Farmer Johnson says it's
Oh, by the way, got a tip for J cole
Just shut your cake hole
Oh, hey Dolan Dark, these aren't memes
They're stolen art
You need to see a doctor,
SYL
I've seen it in my life he's been so good
I've seen it with my eyes He's been so good
God is not a man that He should lie
He's always been
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