Lyrics:
kom inte hit och snacka punk med mig, ungjävlar
Kom inte hit och snacka punk med mig, ungjävlar
Johnny Rotten va e de för jävla bög?
Well en klapp på
browns
Drinking Johnny's beer while he's searching for
His sack now Peggy's in yard giving Beavis ass a
Crack down Doug's been hollering at our ass since
swaggin' now she suckin' Johnny
She say that she a mommy
Go take her ass to Maury
And I know what that mouth do
I was in the kitchen flippin' chicken like
or a hundred and ten,
Well I fell to the ground and I couldn't get up,
After drinking a quart of the Johnny-Jump-Up.
After lowering the third, I headed straight
Well he was just some Johnny Saucep'n when he walked into that kitchen
And the chef picked up the order and put down his Solzhenitysen
He said "make
who's got the answer
Not just a fad now
Poly-fuse hair enhancer
He's sterling!
Sy Sperling
A regular Johnny Hairseed
In the rug club he's a giant
But
Johnny, get your gun, get your gun, get your gun.
Take it on the run, on the run, on the run.
Hear them calling you and me,
Every son of liberty.
Everyday at half past five she's waking up
Serving Johnny's breakfast, before it's time to go
Running down to catch the half past seven train
Now its
hi, Mark
Oh hey, Johnny
What's up?
I have a problem with lisa, she said that I hit her
What? Well did you?
No it's not true
Don't you even ask
What's
off, jetpack, call me Johnny Test
I be in my mind
Mostly all the time
In my room where I reside
I be working on my grind
My parents worried thinking this
Baby say you wanna take it slow
Playing Johnny Gill through your radio
We can take it fast or keep it slow
Cruising down the street raise your window
Once upon a time there was this guy called Johnny
He was kinda shy and so in love with Connie
But so was O'Smarty, who played it cool
The king
too,
'Cause if i do, it'll all be fine,
Black and white Johnny told me it's gonna be alright,
Oh, Black and white Johnny told me it's gonna be alright,
known by the name of old Johnny Doo.
Chorus:
Of all the trades of living sure the begging is the best
For when man is tired he can sit down and rest
Beg
Johnny won't ya play me a fiddle tune gimme them happy feet
Get me walkin around on the ceilin and jigglin in my seat
Dance me a couple of Buster
city calling my name
Just passed go you know my game
Chain glow, woah from Johnny Dang (Yeah)
This all y’all do
I don’t take it serious
I’m still better
pour innover
Passer du vert au jaune
Puis du jaune au violet
J'suis comme J. Belfort
Un po' ribelle, fuorilegge come Johnny Cash
Quando sentì questa
the only real answer
Johnny sippin lean in the syre with a dancer
If she wanna know then she take it home
If she wanna have it then she take it back home
it
I'ma kill it
I tried to tell 'em
Get the yellow tape
Get them body bags
All black wardrobe nigga
Johnny Cash
Anytime that the Doc is the buildin'
(Yeah) life has so many doors, ed boys
Battle-station kids next door, deploy
Thunder-cat hearing that roar, that loud noise
And Johnny with the two
Me and Johnny threw the gravel
When we heard the sirens wail
Red lights flashing through the timber
And counties on our trails
We hit the bar-ditch
(Guess that's what you get)
Never say we didn't warn you
When you pay to play
She's got a nasty reputation
You better look out for her
Johnny is
got straps
I died a hundred times bitch it's lil Johnny Gat
She just tripping off a bean bean bean
Gold on my teeth watch it gleam gleam gleam
Heart
Ima star my damn self so they Include me wit the cosmics
Choppa go pow pow
This ain't no comic
Orbit round ya block I treat the Johnny like a rocket
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