Lyrics:
With fully-fashioned mugs, that's Little John's thugs,
The Barking Slugs - supersmugs!
For today is the day when they sort it out, sort it out,
These
HEY JOHN
Words and music by Lisa Witty
HEY JOHN
HOW 'BOUT THAT BEER
I'VE BEEN MEANING TO CALL YA
BUT SOMEHOW THIS YEAR HAS FLOWN BY
JOHN
YEAH, I
and take me a walk
It might make me feel better
I guess I'll go on by ol', ol' John's cabin
See what's happenin' down there
Sounds like the joints
understands that I'm a lost soul (I'm a lost soul)
Please never think that I don't love you I know that it can be twisted
Girl I know all the time that you
know you make your tips by swinging those hips so come on
John said ""Money can't buy me love""
But love's not what I'm looking for
Yeah, Love ain't
All your twisted thoughts free flow
To everlasting memories
Show soul
Kiss the stars with me
And dread the wait for
Stupid calls returning us
the hell’s here
To protect us from you
John Lennon I pray
Because Your Ghost visited me today
And by your Rubber Soul
If I never bounce back
At least, you’ve
(Ayo he's on some other shit)
Yeah, but I grab your attention
And bask in wealth, ayo I'm something else
The sound is raw, don't need a million samples
or a masterpiece
Sample chopped by Fresh, he threw the pass to me
With slaps hard enough to get us banned from an academy
Keep my wife's name out you're fucking
He is one of your sailor lads
John Barbour is his name.
Now if John Barbour is his name,
A lowly sailor man is he,
If John Barbour is his name,
collide
Your twice as hot
Wet through
The new extras
Get you by in life
High on life
I wonder what
Life would be like
If no more
Women were dykes
love in my face like second hand smoke
Ay, I want you by my side right now
I wanna feel your body, how
You make me feel this way
Lost in your love, make
normally, but strange ringed like that in black.
It doesn't get much better, your voice can get just ripped up shouting in vain,
Maybe someone hears what
flight
As the candles sparkle, casting their glow
John, may your life be a beautiful dream
With friends and family by your side
May love and laughter be
the moonlight
John Wilkes, that's who I'm in the booth like
Ay, bruh, I go ham for dead presidents
And everything I record is over your head like a boom mic
(Cut that shit up baso)
(I got Mikey, we fuck shit up)
It's forever Johnworld, and you know that we steppin' bout it
Dissin' on John, hit your block,
as Jupitor
Either/or, neither/nor
She'll share it with your Labrador
She can run faster than a blazing meteor
Loves Winnie the Pooh and his friend Eeyore
hope you do
But I hope that when you've found him
You come back to who those who love you 'cause
I wanna be your forever until the very end
You're so
knell
My love to you for what it's worth
'Twas Friday night in eighteen eighty eight
By his side was his soulmate
Now John's wife has no one
But two
Ya'll got it twisted I don't do it for the loot
I do it for the love of the music in the booth
Not for the money and it's not for the fame
Not so
standing
No fighting imagine a brotherhood of man
One love and one understanding
Imagine John Lennon had never been shot
If he was here today imagine he
crazy
Don't talk to me
Bring your heart me
We not letting shit run
Better walk to me
We not letting shit slide
This ain't a park
All he seen was
regret, my love for Pluto never ceasing
Oh Pluto, my dear Pluto
Your black fur, my twisted muse
With each passing day, I lose control
But I'll never let go
the Refugee Camp!
Run up on you be , and leave your seat damp!
And sell stocks slow, sellin' high, by low
From Madina up to Y.O.
El Capitan
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