Lyrics:
B-bald white plug and he look like he Russian
Bald white plug like Cory Dobbins
If I'm draggin' my nuts then there ain't no stoppin'
I rap all day and you
writhing in agony, and just then Jack, Jane, and John (not me) walked by. But they didn't recognize him, so they did nothing. They could have saved him, but
leaders like this wouldn't have been so shocked by Ravi
If we had more artists like this we wouldn't have been so shocked by GAWVI
The people that tell you
even though I'll need ten
Well I wrote you this love song
Even though I know that it's so wrong
And now Im further out, can hardly see the bay
Just like
slaughter time
Now youre a red dead bitch call you Margaret
Thats my regular show and im John Marston
This outlaws the best put you in the ground
And when i
to ya nigga, wanna see a dead body?
Teflon Don, Bon Jovi, John Gotti
Step on the block, they wanna be like me
Look at his watch, he wanna be like me
Step
(Chasethemoney, Chasethemoney)
Her ass out, she goin' places that you can't (go)
Call up her hoes and told 'em, "Bring 'em out the sleigh" (brrt)
'
Oh, but look-a-here, baby
See what-a you've done, done
You taken my money
You got me on a bum
C'mon shake a-yo' boogie
Whoa, shake a-yo' boogie
Say man
What's that boy?
I want to tell you 'bout your girlfriend
What about my girl?
Well, you don't look strong enough to take the message
hemorrhage and so i further take onto my challenge and so i continue that this what we do song flu ballot procedure —->JOHN (aka Sporty-P.M.Studios) oooh its
Kei-ei
Yeah...
Let me look into your eyes
Let me see what you're thinking
cll around the world
John Cena U can't see me
Busy to the monday
a Butterfly my newest shit
Effective rumor is the way I proven it
I'm a classic man
You can be mean when you look this clean, I'm a classic man
Callin'
Saturday night
That I spend pondering all by myself
I bet
You're sleeping next to her
While I'm just out here living my life
You're somehow never leaving my
economy
Economies are being restructured
And many jobs will be carried out by AI driven machines
The WEF predicts that by 2030, you'll own nothing
looks apart from me
Don't walk further down that road
Loving will not meet you there
Don't matter if the pain shows
I'll hold your head to cry
Don't go
up high in a tall gum tree
Look
The morning sun is beginning to rise above this big wide land
It's time to explore
Are you ready to go
I hope so
Today,
Yay, yay
Yay, ay
Yay, yay, yay
Everywhere I look
Everybody's doing great (Great)
I thought I'd be further along
By this age (Age)
I ask myself how
(look, Great John on the beat, by the way)
My old shit sound like they new shit
I bet you already knew this, look
Bitches around 'cause the crew lit
like a muddy puddle
People laughed at his hustle
Like say im no get the muscle
No be by your hustle
Or say you get big muscle
Na God dey give me drive
like the world's falling in on itself
But as I, look around me
It's taken from me by time
The red string
Dangling dangling
Down me
As I go further into
a kill the beat like I'm John Wick
Hesitate on my content
I'm a come through like a comet
And pass by your nonsense
I got the confidence
Satan, you
and the tok
I know you a thot
Two different johns
Now I'm confused about you done thought
Don't care what you thought
"Why do I get that a lot"
It's
Old John, look at you now
Stuck here without a crown
You're drinking to feel something else
Old John, it's been so long
Old John, driving around in
blessed to have met him
I look fly in whatever I'm dressed in
Mrs. Tracy Hall left me with a great first impression
No further elaboratin'
I'll leave you in
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