Lyrics:
The Arrival
Leaving by the same door from which he had come in,
He finds some sort of freaks ghetto on the other side.
When they catch sight
I got me a couple of links on hold
Now I'm going to fix into
Double the hundreds on fold
Little babe she subtle
You know that she trouble
Just by
singing this song, out version of a John Sebastian song
Darling companion
Darlin' companion, come on and give me understandin'.
And let me be your
john's balls
All my players in the house that can buy the bar
And the ballin' ass niggas with the candy cars
If you a pimp and you know you don't love
John Henry, when he was a baby
Settin' on his mammy's knee
Picked up an hammer in his little right hand
Said, "Hammer be the death of me, me, me
John Henry, when he was a baby
Settin' on his mammy's knee
Picked up an hammer in his little right hand
Said, "Hammer be the death of me, me, me
jesus walk me in the trenches
Bitch im from 4trey nobody hoed us in the city
Im pushing P
I get it for 12 a Piece
Link wit me
Sure we both can eat
Zaza
your bitch with a backstroke
Spanish bitch, JLo
Dope money, Pablo
Astronaut, take off
John Travolta (face off)
In the kitchen, have a bake off
She
john's balls
All my players in the house that can buy the bar
And the ballin' ass niggas with the candy cars
If you a pimp and you know you don't love
handled steel like a man.
They took John Henry to the graveyard
Laid him down in the sand
Every locomotive comin' a-rolling by by by
Hollered "there
the moonlight
John Wilkes, that's who I'm in the booth like
Ay, bruh, I go ham for dead presidents
And everything I record is over your head like a boom mic
John retaliates
Being locked in chains for 2 days
Gamelyn is getting weak and tired what can he do?
A servant in the house named Adam comes to rescue
clapped
Black was in the Jeep watchin
All these scenes speed by
It was a brown Datsun
And yo nobody in my hood got one
That clown cat's through, blazin
Need a cheesesteak
Watch chain link
Like a steel gate
Shreddin' all my money now my cheese grate
Bringin' in the work like they milk crates
Put
we hit a nigga up for mo' cheese
Better relate and start to think, or be the missin' link
I got my hustle on like Larry Flynt
We brave in
double cup, what's up?
Link up, link up, link up
My cup, double cup, what's up?
(My cup, double cup)
Used to be home, no where to go, alone all by
can quote a few
She's a cross on a chain and a red wine stain
On her Mamaw's hand-me-down Bible
I heart Tennessee, John 3:16
On the bumper
di remand
Hunnid chains, cold business
Made a mil in four minutes
Had a thottie, no feelings
Coupe brainless, no ceiling
I got diamond by
(Great John on the beat, by the way)
Hol' on, huh, look, huh
She like, look, huh
"Lemme see your chain, lemme kiss ya neck," hol' on
"Baby
Baby, that first leg
Of you taking on a Hollywood trip
Leaves out of this one gate
Small town landing strip
There's a busted down chain link behind
own decisions
You live and die by your own religion
Being run around is being trapped
Seized up, kept!
Wear the chains you forged in life
Link
to see the bands periodically like Sawyer Brown
Melanie, Richie Havens was there
I didn't see John Sebastian, but they said he was there
And a bunch
Every time we link, it be sneaky
All my hoes clean, niggas squeaky
Buy her new Chanel, I'm talkin' weekly
I could tell she goin' by how she greet
bowstrings
Arrows will land where they may
I should have been dead by now
This breathing is automatic
Tied down as Saint Sebastian's plight
Gnashing my teeth
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