Lyrics:
Now I'm going in, now I'm going up
Mad cause I made it
Mad cuz you stuck
But
I'm winnin
I'm winnin
I'm winnin
I'm winnin
I'm winnin
I'm
Johnny's in America
Low techs at the wheel
No-one needs anyone
They don't even just pretend
Johnny's in America
I'm afraid of Americans
I'm
[Chorus - B.o.B]
Well, I'm a make a lot of money
(Make a lot of money)
And I'm-and I'm gonna quit this, quit this
(Quit this)
Crazy scene
[B.o.B]
I'm dippin', I'm dabbin', I'm flippin' that bitch and I send her
I'm dippin', I'm dabbin', I'm flippin' that bitch and I send her
I'm dippin', I'm
Guess I'm gonna be alone on christmas day
Being single is a bit shit, okay
My grandma sent me an ugly christmas sweater
That I'm never gonna wear,
I'm the man I'm the man I'm the man I'm the man
I'm the man I'm the man I'm the man I'm the man
I'm the man I'm the man I'm the man I'm the man
I'm
Oh, oh, oh ah, ah, ah, ah
I'm running, I'm running
I'm running
I'm running, I'm running
I'm running
I'm running, I'm running
I'm running
In the Pool of Siloam
I'm washed, I'm made
I'm new again
In the Pool of Siloam
I'm washed, I'm made
I'm new again
In the Pool of Siloam
I'm washed,
I'm falling (down down)
I'm falling (down down)
I'm falling
We fall down (down)
We fall down (down)
Falling
I'm falling (I'm falling)
I'm falling
I'm the shit
I'm I'm I'm the shit
I'm the shit
I'm I'm I'm the shit
I'm the shit
I'm I'm I'm the shit
I'm I'm I'm the shit
Land a Jet yeah, book
Hustlin' hustlin'
Everyday I'm hustlin'
Everyday I'm hustlin' (Slip N Slide, Slip N Slide)
Everyday I'm hustlin' (Roc-A-Fella, Roc-A-Fella)
See I got pleasure
I got pain
And I got fever in my veins
And I got spice
And I'm not nice
But that's the way you like to play
I ate
I'm so, I'm so, I'm so, I'm so Isolated
I'm so, I'm so, I'm so, I'm so Separated
I'm so, I'm so, I'm so, I'm so Isolated
I'm so, I'm so, I'm so,
And I'm already there
I was born by myself. I'll die by myself
I'm already dead, boy. I'm already there
I ain't scared to go to hell, kuz I'm already here
Well, now everybody cryin' 'bout the seventh son
But in the whole round world there is only one
And I'm the one, yes, I'm the one, I'm the one, I'm
Well now everybody cryin' 'bout the seventh son
But in the whole round world there is only one, and
I'm the one, yes, I'm the one
I'm the one, I'm
nothing about be me no nigger goan try me
You don't wanna try me i chop your eyes I'm blow your eyes if you Come my side I'm coming on them billboards they
ass nigga cuz its 2019
I kame to the playground I fucked around and shot the sheriff
Now I'm cuffed up even got a wifey molly got Tony Montana
Motherfucker
I'm the what I'm the I'm the who I'm the yeah
I'm the I'm the I'm the I'm the what
I'm the I'm the who
motherfucker I'm the shit yeah
Johnny's in America
Low techs at the wheel
No-one needs anyone
They don't even just pretend
Johnny's in America
I'm afraid of Americans
I'm
Johnny's in America, lo Teks at the wheel
No one needs anyone
They don't even just pretend
Johnny's in America
I'm afraid of Americans
I'm afraid
Everyday I'm hustlin' hustlin'
Hustle, hustlin' hustlin'
Hustle, hustlin' hustlin'
Hustle, hustlin' hustlin'
Everyday I'm hustlin'
Everyday
I'm, I'm sorry
'Cause I'm, I'm a woman
I'm, I'm sorry
'Cause I'm, I'm a woman (miss you, oh)
最近の君は まるでプラズマみたい
Do you know by now?
Haha
It's Kuzzo fly man
Regime mob bmf Swiss gang
Ain't nothing changed
I'm rockin' out with my young patna Chris
Man you know he always keep that
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