Lyrics:
to motherfuckers, who ain't go no cake
When you all fucked up, and can't get no break
When your fake ass friends, don't help you out when you need it
Be on some
Pragmatic
I'm pragmatically dreaming my dream
It's seeming how I seem
Oh so clean
I can't be mean
C'mon keep dreaming Ezy
This life ain't easy
They
Roger Sherman:
(You do?)
(John!)
(Who'd have thought it?)
Mr. Jefferson
Dear Mr. Jefferson
I'm only forty-one
I still have my virility
And I
tipsy
John legend rookie album, we bout to get lifted
This weed bout to get lit, we gon be high as the tip
Of an asterisk, look in my eyes, ain't gotta
forgetting Sarah, Marshall" (Palin)
Oh, my bad
And next time I show up to court, I'll be naked and just wear a law suit
Judge be like, "That's sharp, how
surely lost, but I don't even care
Lay your head on me babe
Lay your head on me
My heart a fool to be made aware
And as I lay here by your pillow
can't stand it!
Do you understand me baby?
I mean, I can't stand it!
I can't stand it!
I can't stand it!
...
I gotta see my baby!
I gotta...
I can't stand
to this by now
I know I ain't
Thought I'd be used to this by now
I know I ain't
I've just been daydreaming
Now I'm okay this evening
Can't believe it so
Ima
the auditions, uh, first up, Mr. John Travolta.
(Jimmy Fallon as John Travolta)
She's like, I swear to God, I mean I can't believe you guys are trying to sell
oh please
It's a wrap homie
Better pass on me
Gave me the green light
Cause my John is a legend
I'm ready to go
Y'all can kick it in my section
And ya
what lies
Ahead of me and I ain't seeing a 9 to 5
I ain't worried I know I'm a get by
From Yay High was taught how to make the bread rise
good with my
Philly dwindle in my presence, inert
And I can't help but imagine it'd be different if I put in the work
Too much ink on my list of demands
Got
see me now so for télé
I want be legend like pélé zélé
Now i don be Na tété
Boy dem di calculate say i be pédé
Travailler mangé chasseur chassé
Boy i no
lowkey I need some tint
They can't find out where I been
Girls be like he popped up in my For You Page, fuck, not him again
I say yeah, that's him, that's
the latest glam she be knowing
That I'm legit 'cus my weapon's glowing
The perfect legend by the way, I aint gloating, nah (maybe a little)
But now it's plain
get her Prada bag
Really thought I was playin, hop on the private plane
When we land know that we gotta plan
Take my girl right by the hand, no cab just
strumming our tune
Yeah I'm cool in California, Yeah I'm cool in California
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Your eyes pull me in like the pull of those Hollywood lights
Let's be legends
need a switch I ain't lil durk
John 15 I'm reading the verse (I be doing that)
Still I, can't do it by myself
Running towards the belt, need a little
me Daddy
My whip is Automatic
I'm a living legend
I make it rain on who ever
Be it Cass it don't matter
I take down super mega
Dont forget that
Don't
I'm bound
I can't be found, I'm down the rabbit hole
My attention stolen, I'm not in control
Life is boxed by the sheen of a new routine
It passes by in
a slice I want the whole of the ting
Real talk man chat crap on the inter see you in person whole different game
Real talk man can’t test my flow I’m
everything you wanted cause I can't be weak
Yeah baby that's it, do the split
Freak nasty all on my tip
I took it to my DJ fresh on wax
Put it
Batista the Animal,
The Legend Killer, a psycho like Hannibal
Hunter, a cannibal
It's in my Nature Boy
Please do not hold Evolution accountable
This is my
he'll regret he left a star that was more
But I can't change a thing about my life
And even if I could, I wouldn't be here by your side
Let's mark all our
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