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JOHNSON·MONDAY, DECEMBER 21, 20156 Reads
I'm going to have a music video made to push the single for this song, at this point. I finished the song writing well
a murder most foul
Tommy, can you hear me? I'm the Acid Queen
I'm riding in a long, black Lincoln limousine
Riding in the backseat next to my wife
for a love
To call my own
[Chorus]
Stay in my corner
All the way, yeah
I'm looking for a love
To call my own
Stick by me, baby
No matter
the bull by the horns make him back it up
We holler yee-haw and then we saddle up
When they talk about the south they call it dirty baby
We was raised
live, we die, we give, we try, we kiss, we fight
Also we can have a good time, yeah
I'm in here busy looking for the next top model
Who's wearing
in
Ready for hell, already put my time in
Past 40 hours, putting overtime in
Employee of the month, go above and beyond
Field goal, kick your baby
know who is gonna rip off who
Driving my car, flame trees on fire
Sitting and singing the Higgs Boson Blues
I'm tired, I'm looking for a spot
know who is gonna rip off who
Driving my car, flame trees on fire
Sitting and singing the Higgs Boson Blues
I'm tired, I'm looking for a spot
I'm standing at the crossroads again
Well I woke up this morning like I usually do
My baby was nowhere around
I looked in the mirror, I looked in
hoes
I don't be on that chuck-le shit
I'm just trying to stash some cash and mash for my rations
I'm convinced all bitches is doing is looking for
even when I'm finished
In her mouth like a dentist
Predict the future like the Simpsons
Now she looking for redemption, lose some then win some
In her
to the morning
I’m ghost when the moon stop glowing
Sunrise, Norah Jones and she want that Johnson and Johnson
But not that baby powder but my sausage
Knock, knock
you was looking for me
I'm in the hood
I'm in the hood, I'm in the, I'm in the hood
I'm in the hood, I'm in the, I'm in the hood
I'm in the hood, I'm in
around my hood (ooh)
And I'm trying to tell you something
I'm not looking for no player shit
Not when everybody is trying to get with
You see I don't
You a never see a nigga like me
Nigga like me a nigga like me nigga like me
Yeah
Yeah
She say she wanna have my baby
I'm like Woah Woah Woah
Yeah
Hit
a beautiful sight
This type of shit hurt my heart
Cause I feel they pain
That's why I grind like I do
Cause I went through the same thing
I'm doing this for
for a love
To call my own
(CHORUS)
Stay in my corner
All the way, yeah
I`m looking for a love
To call my own
Stick by me, baby
No matter
that's why I can't let go
I'm into that I love women exposed
No Rick James mayne I was
Looking for a super freak
Super Drizzy Gudda Chuckee Twist
That's
and simply wild
I be looking at my sights
Lamborghini’s painted white
I got no time for you to Skype
Baby girl get off my phone
My interface is way too bright
you look like a fool
[Chorus]
You're looking for some dirt,
I'm lifting up my skirt
I'm searching for a light under me in my purse
You always think
up on my jimmy im like stop Bridget
Ha get it money looking short you got the lock midgets
Stop tricking nigga think he fly I bet I pop pigeons
I know
to whole foods
Looking for some food to put up in my due
2 eggs some Shea and some olive oil
A lil Carols daughter and maybe some water for my mind
Can't
go Thompson
Hit the mark
Got the biggest city
Turn upside down
That's my positivity
I'm back to mark
Like I'm Ronson
No Logan Paul
You Johnson
want beef
You could tell em that I ate it
Go ahead i welcome
All you haters to keep hating
I'm a get mines
You can ask my old lady
Never waiting for em
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