Lyrics:
John
Can't you see by the will of your hand
You can give it a try and just name your price
And everybody in this rock & roll band
Don't want
In the industry
I don't give a fuck what you did
This is my house
Take off your shoes when you walk in my crib
Niggas talk crazy to Hitman
And I'm
Yellowman, dem know Toyan
Dem know Lee Van, dem know Little John
Dem know Lepkie, the one called Irie
We can't walk the street in peace
Junjo Lawes can't walk
and take me a walk
It might make me feel better
I guess I'll go on by ol', ol' John's cabin
See what's happenin' down there
Sounds like the joints
basket. And
finally Oliver St John-Mollusc (G.C.), Harrow and the Guards, thought
by many to be this year's outstanding twit. Now they're moving up
And their secret it would stay
They went out for a little walk
Hand in hand they strolled
In the middle of December
And the wind was blowing cold
And their secret it would stay
They went out for a little walk
Hand in hand they strolled
In the middle of December
And the wind was blowing cold
However, just as John walks out of sight,
The cage dissolves and Rael is left spinning like a top.
Outside John disappears, my cage dissolves,
and go with this agency
They'll give you a star on the Walk of Fame
One day for kissing everybody's ass but it's
Like that's not what we're doing by
Yeah, Haha
Let's get it
Talk that shit, better walk that shit
I ain't playing little bitch
Feeling like John Wick
When I step on the strip
All black
'Cause everything changes
(Scatting by Scatman John)
'Cause everything changes
(Scatting by Scatman John)
Yeah I've looked everywhere and I still haven't
heads and the city of ?
Representing with John Doe and the Riders of The Storm
Mondo:
you're keeping things warm
Little black male its
class with a fake Birkin that's a hot purse (hot)
Don't get your head tapped for a little feature money, just a hot verse
Got me a little shooter nigga
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
around baby,
I'm gonna walk right outta that door
With my bag in my hand."
John would say, "Hey!"
Well, Maudie, sweet little girl, baby,
Oh Maudie, be
a little somethin like this"}
[Redman]
Yeah, yo, check it out
I'ma walk in gutta, get that butter
Only dude with a weed sign on the chucker
Hood down, car
the name of Jesus
Yeah
A new life in Christ, a new life in Christ where we're cleansed by the blood of Jesus, forgiven, walk in the light
A new life in
Thank y'all, how y'all doin'? Yeh, my names Colt Ford
I just came here to do a little song for y'all
'Bout where I come from, the way I see it
I
When a man has a son like my son John
He's a man who can smile when he talks
And his eyes have a sparkle
And he walks with his head held high
When
on shoes
Walk in the club with one bitch, leave with two
By myself at the top like cocoon
When I'm in the coupe I feel like a cocoon
Designer gifts red
John Wayne
I came home, but Tex did not
And I can't talk about the hit he got
But I got a little limp now when I walk
And I got a little tremolo when
John Wayne
I came home, but Tex did not
And I can't talk about the hit he got
But I got a little limp now when I walk
And I got a little tremolo when
Lil' spoiled bitch, two thousand on shoes (two thou', shoes)
Walk in the club with one bitch, leave with two (yeah, dos, two)
By myself at the top like
in the gutter and walk on by
Wake up, little Suzie, let's go for a drive
Cross the Trinity River, let's keep hope alive
Turn the radio on, don't
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