Lyrics:
hey (hey)
You're gonna be, a shinin' star
In fancy clothes, and fancy cars
And then you'll see, you're gonna go far
'Cause everyone knows, just
Bambii Bambii Bambii
Cartier cup yeah I'm fancy
Bambii Bambii Bambii
Fake niggas tickle my fancy
I'm me I'm Bambii don't do it
Switch up the flow yeah I
john drawers, long john stalls
Any stank puss' make my long john pause
Women on their cell making long john calls
And if they like to juggle, get long
John, are there heads up there in heaven
Yeah Captain John, you still holding
The men had came with autumn rain
And offered John the same
To build his
girl, hey
You're gonna be a shinin' star
In fancy clothes and fancy cars
And then you'll see you're gonna go far
'Cause everyone knows just who you
feet deep
I need a John Wick to put winter to sleep
I run games, I spit sick
Got lady luck up on my dick
Stripes and bongs are what I rip
But Jack Frost
john drawers, long john stalls
Any stank puss' make my long john pause
Women on their cell making long john calls
And if they like to juggle, get long
Me, i only have one dream [To make out this hood x4]
[Verse 2:Jason]
And they all in the hood still looking broke
When i ride by seen all of um choke
burning brightly
Once the flame is lit
I'll make my mark light up the dark
Explosions start with just one spark
And then another lad
Will have to clean my
(Throw your hands up!)
The game is over. Meet the new Casanova. Like John Edward I make a many men do cross over. NY, Lc you know they cop this! Va,
Definition, gangsta, hustla, you know
We make money, we eat, we feed
Pay attention, bitch
Uhh, yeah, come on
Uhh, uhh, make some room
Dogg House, you
you, make you ante up
Stick ‘em up, stick ‘em up, stick ‘em up
Stick ‘em up
Stick ‘em up, stick ‘em up, stick ‘em up
Stick ‘em up
Stick ‘em up, stick ‘em
I was standing at the end of the very longest line
Between everywhere and nowhere, I could not make up my mind
Stole enough to keep me honest,
[Rihanna:]
You're gonna be a shining star, with fancy clothes, fancy car-ars.
And then you'll see, you're gonna go far.
Cause everyone knows, just
things I'm chilling, by far
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
I'm a Rockstar
I dream about the girls, and the fancy cars
Pull up with the crew, we got all the stars
I'm
the
Shuffle, hood took him under
Caught up in the hustle
Fascinated by the street life
Got tired of seein' my niggas struggle
Now we hoppin' out of space
takes up his fishing rod and bait
There'll be no church for him today
He knows just where the fishing's good
So down the road he makes his way
Little Sally Walker, sittin' in a saucer
Oh, how I tossed that ass up
Like a mission in the woods, Woody Woodpecker would if he could
But I didn't
Little Sally Walker, sittin' in a saucer
Oh, how I tossed that ass up
Like a mission in the woods, Woody Woodpecker would if he could
But I didn't
rocks when I was up the block, by La Macueta (¿qué lo que?)
Shit, I sold it all, even had the blocks and I'm a decker (facts)
This agua on my neck got
stepped up, so what up?
Tryna make bread with these damn cold cuts
I cold crush every beat that I touch
My words silk and my flow is pure plush
Tell
Got no hesitation
Make them levatating by my clip
My kay devastating
Cut your circulation
Underestimating me is a fluke
Up from my hip when i blow
every time a tour rolls by, you know we'll stay at
Laurel Drive
John Thatcher Longley, clean up your house
John Thatcher Longley, clean up your house
up at the fancy hotel with Mose
By (Uh)
I like weirder beats (Uh)
I won't broke my bones
Shoot Style on my feet (Uh)
I'm busted O.P
Kraven won't be
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