Lyrics:
feet back, throw the toe on
Company line, never towed on
Not the type to get told on
Except by haters tryna make a goal on
And I wonder why?
I wonder
feet back, throw the toe on
Company line, never towed on
Not the type to get told on
Except by haters tryna make a goal on
And I wonder why?
I wonder
doesn't pay them no mind
Just listens to the voice inside
Oh Captain John, are you still holding on
Oh Captain John, are you still smoking one
Oh Captain
is John Wayne Lopez
On a ranch down in South Texas, by the Rio Grande side
Was a bull named El Diablo, it was said no man could ride
Many a cowboy
Little John lived on a mountainside,
Never thought much about taking on a bride,
Finally he upped and he married one day,
She didn't like
inside the game, it's too big
It's a tight fit never made a bad song
They don't come out of my lips
Got the game by the neck
Won't let go I got tight grip
they wanna hold me back
I multiplied my hustle, stimulated my mind
Motivated my niggas and we'll never divide, no
These niggas won't hold me back
These
Caston Holt
11:47 AM (0 minutes ago)
to me
[Chorus: CAPTAIN]
Way too many choices getting harder to decide
thinking about my money I got too
Three passports, Three first class tickets to the money
Straight flights
I live by the cold war
Drove from round the globe
All I need is
of life, yeah
Mediocre, that just won't suffice
Better now than ever
Ain't no crackin' under pressure, the boy is clever
If I did it, it was stellar,
I'ma get by
Hit 'em with the Tek Nine
Better quit lying
Best not disrespect mine
Cause I got it
Said, Lil bitch I got it
Straight to the grave, I gun
it don't look like no trouble there
As they head for the bar in their lumpy suits
And I slip my hand between the thighs of John Finn's wife
And they
John Henry was just a little bitty boy
No bigger than the palm of your hand
His mammy looked down at John Henry and say
Johnny you're gonna be
should tumble and fall
All mountains crumble to the sea
I won't cry, I won't cry,
No, I won't shed a tear
Just as long as you stand
Stand by me
wore them down
John turned red shook his fist and said I swear by all I'm worth
I'm no fool I'll find the tool that will cut through the whole of your
need him, and so they will die too. So it will be a shame for these people. People I also invented. People like Jane, who has no arms. People like Jack,
got no time
you no sneezing John doughs
You know snoozen
I ain't losing I be bruising
I be doing me
And you already know
How I come
I just pull up with
know
Short Dog peep game, come on
I'm ridin' down the street, beat, feets got on twenty-tweets
No beer-belly fool, we get it all for eats
Cocoa Puff
Look like Janet Jackson
That bitch came over lookin'
More like Freddie Jackson
Nah, nah, nah, baby
Won't be no time for no action
I'm just gon' play this
religion this is spiritual A Creative experience almost empirical I explained it by theory but you can all watch this miracle. Amen
Pre Chorus (Tia Holt
Fahrenheit
With my warm long johns in the Wintertime
All is well so I recline by the tree
I settle my brain for a sugar plum dream
But then a great big
I'm a' take them out 1 by 1
Take them 1 by 1
I'm a' take them 1 by 1
I'm a' take them out 1 by 1
And I won't tolerate the beef
You ain't wanting it
let me out, no
They won't let me out (I'm locked up)
They won't let me out
They won't let me out (I'm locked up)
They won't let me out, no
They
to get along
And he won't get a chance again
That's all she wrote
"Dear John", I sent your saddle home"
She didn't forward no address
No she never
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