Lyrics:
right by the bar
Nigga grindng me and offer no Z?
Never play a poli game, you ain't hearing my name
Shit, make you an OG
Word on the street I'm a suspect
you don't hear anyway
You don't hear what I'm sayin'
Me fin-nini na, fee-fi-fididee yay
Just give me my check and I'll be on my way
Sunny, bunny, money
you what we'll do.
The Specials they are plentiful and the I.R.A. are few,
We'll wire up to Stranlar, and before we get that far,
We'll give the boys
"whatcha doin'?"
He says "I'm just walkin' on down by the pierside."
He says "what's up?"
He says "I gotta gig for ya"
He says "ya gotta gig for me
Chris
Two bitches tellin' me they do sniff
What do you know?
So much wax in this bitch, smokin'
You'd thinkin' I'm fuckin' mad or too soft
(?)
Nah,
shine,
My given time is this
Live and die by the grind driven by the fist
Where do you place my name
If I never played your game
We don't race
my face
A fool could get his head split
A lot of doubters
Said it couldn't be done by me
them same suckers
Are now lookin' from under me
Wonder'n what
fuck around, you could get your ass smoked
Look, its not a game, me B, I ain't playing
Beep behind me player, so you here anyway
You don't hear what
the money
He acted real funny
He hocked up a rock and
It TOTALLED my car!
Oh, do you
Know any trucks
Might be bound for THE VALLEY?
I don't wanna
ain't me
I hate you, stop being on my T.V
Hater, hater, I'm the biggest SYL hater
I'm so critical I don't do anything
With what I be making, I'm just
used to have a mickey mouse there, i...
I tell you what I'll do.
If if if you give me zat watch.
Nein.
That's a very strange german accent.
Ja ha ha ha.
Why must I, chase the cat
If you was me and I was you
You probably floss on a nigga
Buring rubber in a 52
Most bitches do and most niggas do to
In
KNIGHT: Right, I'll do you for that!
ARTHUR: You'll what?
BLACK KNIGHT: Come 'ere!
ARTHUR: What are you going to do, bleed on me?
BLACK KNIGHT: I'm
you bend down on one knee and show me that Wrestling ring
You are my Rock
You are my Dwayne
You are my Johnson
You are my Johnsonuh
You are my Rock
up a rock and
It totalled my car!
Oh, do you
Know any trucks
Might be bound for the valley?
I don't want to stand here
All night in this bar
the street
We know who to watch, we know how to beat
We know what you do and where you go
We'll dress like you and go to your shows
To sell you the shit that
You never could be a better player than me
Bitch
What the fuck you gon' do, nigga? What the-
(What? What's up? What? What?)
What the fuck you gon' do
Doing things by the dozen
Always up am coming
And that is what your girl love
I ain't into cuffin naw
Ain't no Jon gotti but my Johnson is dapper
In
answer me
You do it for glory or fantasy?
My final words gon be "stand with me"
I'm already in the heavens
That's why my flow is so heavenly
Been a ranking
Late to class a minute that's an AB (Absent)
Mr johnson's not here so you get me
(yeah, he's gone)
I'm 'gon suspend you and your bestie yeah
But I
You need me, baby, it's hard to break a habit for me, yeah
And girl if you want (What do you want me to do?)
I'll pour a gallon of gasoline on my
bullets flying they aint got no name you better watch ya back
I was taught to up it buck it put em in a bodybag
21 with a switch on it call it chris johnson
, watch, watch, watch, watch me
Watch, watch, watch, watch, watch me
Watch what I can do
How you start is how you finish
Every minute counts to win it
and telly
You've changed, Katy Perry
Used to be irritating but lately you're very
Whereas me
I'm the same as I was as a teenager
But with a way bigger belly
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