Lyrics:
days they ain’t like me
Nigga they was sleep up on me
Ya dea was sleeep
They aint say free me
They wanted me in there
You niggas Pussy
I call yo phone
to flex
Now my Ex's
Are giving me calls
Skipping classes
Just to get to my shows
They used to tell me
Education is boss
But look at me now
I cover the costs
news media, the politically correct and the enemy of the people, who not surprisingly hates the show in general and me in particular, by once again tell
Hill and Walker Shore, me lads
Collier lads for ever more
Me, Ginny, she is never near
Me, Ginny, she is never near
And when I call out, "Where's me
Hill and Walker Shore, me lads
Collier lads for ever more
Me, Ginny, she is never near
Me, Ginny, she is never near
And when I call out, "Where's me
Girl you look amazing
The way you move on the dance floor
Lord lord lord
Johnson Boy
You can call me bae
I will call you boo
Can you be my girl
the end
I'll end you like Andy Barclay friends
Hi I'm Charles call me chucky
This ride might be sucky
I promise you wont be lucky
This ride boutta get bumpy
to Xzibit, lift, build muscle I hustle
And broaden my horizons
Stay focused to the point of
The chin like Tyson
Get live like a dunk on a
Big man by Allen
OooYa Wit by Terry (Isaiah) Johnson feat. Starling Newsome
Written by Terry Johnson, Theresa Trigg, Starling Newsome - BMI
INTRO: We call
kin and all of y'all and them, it's like this
Get free and stay sick
And that's it
An education
Peace parishioners, onlookers, and listeners
Satchel with the pitching he a all star
Feds get to going through your call logs
You know how these niggas wanna small talk
Buddy had the pack and the juice
buy a stock in (Stock aye)
Businessman so call me Mr. Johnson (Johnson)
Fumbling cause I just keep on droppin' (big drop)
Straight up truth i'm no liar
with product
Me and Kenny B, in Johnson C. like Nino in the Carter
When DSC had queen city college girls jumping out they jamas
Had to make a move, back
and bruised by the you know who
And these fakes get to shakin' when they face me
Snakes ain't got enough nuts to replace me
Sittin' in this, livin' hell,
Call my phone, she be getting blocked
I'm Nikembe keep them shooters near
Opp niggas don't get close to me
Pacman, 'cause I bag the
Work like it's
My nigga called me last night, 'round nine, he was ventin'
I said, "don't let this feelings get between all these millions"
He said, "my nigga, I
Imma remain the same guy so Tell me is you here to stay
And imma rock all white like i'm Billy ray
And I'm the rock who roll
Like dwayne johnson
Back
here we play for keeps
Yeah we eatin' but we starvin'
I get me a little money
Try to spread it like margarine
I'm flyer than a motherfucker
All my
me a rock star, girls call me cock star
Billboard, pop star, neighborhood block star
Chi-Town go-getting pimps, we mobsters
Gingerbread Man even
the high priests of
Commercialized superstition now don't
Get me wrong i'm for decency -
Period i'm for anything and
Everything that bodes love
Bitch, I hate y'all
It's two fans on me
Now I'm finna go retarded
I sell a perks
lean,tree
I'm trying to get his wallet
Just flew to Houston with my
You remained my shield
When I lost my passion to strive
You stood by me
When the chains had a stronghold on me
You set me free
You set me free
You set
Johnson said my words are offensive
Roll on the op block moving offensive
Evict all da ni**as that’s moving defective
First point of call wen Drilly is
bitch
I’m havin trap talent
Add up them raccs Accurate
You cannot go toe to toe w lil Que and they should call me Johnson cuz they say my flow magic
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