Lyrics:
in a card game at Jolon
I played there with an outlaw named Juan
And after I'd taken his money
I staked all against his daughter Dawn
I picked up
I wanna send a message, it's meant to be offensive
Destined to get the opposite gender on edge and if what I'm
Saying is misogynist that's not my
do it for 'em he can't reach.
San Juan by next Sunday
Mummy, mummy, mummy.
Walking through the market, stop buy some rum and coke:
Plantains
a number
Add it on up to twenty-five
The joke is on you, I'm still fucking alive
Had to drive by with the beat tape up in my mind
And combined with
glad I did! Not only did I overcome my fear of olives - I additionally got into her panties.”
“While listening to the album I thought of retarded
the bag with 2 arms
Got the weed coming by the acres
Look like I robbed 2 farms
Jamaican cartel pull up, Fat Bwoy say "wahgwan?"
I just hit 'em like
the morning a new door could open by the night a older door could close
And what's behind that door could be tears, frustration,resentment I don't know
But I
started by the school, not far from the Apollo
My "fuck tomorrow" motto through the eyes of Pablo
Escobar the desperado, word to Cus D'Amato
Gotta
took it to # 27
In 1953 Ralph Marterie hit # 6 and The Esquire Boys managed # 27.
Words by Irving Mills and music by Duke Ellington and Juan Tizol
Neighborhood watch, the whole block I see
A monster house, do not walk by him
Aye you know that I be high bitch, don't know what you talking about
You a hoe,
strong
Somehow through the dust I could see the dawn
Like the Bishop Magic Juan, that's why I write freedom songs
For the real people
I wonder is
strong
Somehow through the dust I could see the dawn
Like the Bishop Magic Juan, that's why I write freedom songs
For the real people
I wonder is
What it do baby girl, yeah what's up
I'm kind of hard to see because I'm short as fuck
I can't front I'm not about to blow a dub
I ain't got a lot,
My name is Juan Hano de Castro
My father was a Spanish Grandee
But I won my wife in a card game
To hell with those lords o'er the sea
Well
you cry today (Yea)
Cuz when I cried you wasn't by my side no
You wasn't by my side
You wasn't by my side
(No no no no)
She love it when I'm in there
veggies, yo
I drift continental then I settle coasts
No one can reach me by telephone
But I can see all of y'all acting bellicose
Y'all better learn when
say
I don't fear dying
These police crimes and family
Cries are getting out of hand by the way
And I don't fear violent
Sirens ain't frighting I
banderas de san juan piden pa ?????
"I'm feelin' fine, lord it's time"????? Go tell it on a mountain ,then again bring a friend
You'll maybe get dizzy with
banderas de san juan piden pa ?
"I'm feelin' fine, lord it's time" ? Go tell it on a mountain ,then again bring a friend
You'll maybe get dizzy with
in a card game at Jolon
I played there with an outlaw named Juan
And after I'd taken his money
I staked all against his daughter Dawn
I picked up
curb stomp my foot to the pedal like
I'm Top 2, and not 2
I'm Top 2, and not 2
Every verse a Juan Soto at bat, ain't catching that
Calling my shot way
feel it all around you
I go into a soundproof booth and change flows
Track the strange hoes wit headwraps and Bangols
Hip-hop is gettin strangled by this
by these disease-ridden bars
When you said that you love me, I knew it wasn't true
I've 800 unread messages, but not a single note from you
I'LL NOT STOP UNTIL I'VE DONE IT ALL!
I've hob-nobbed With Hustlers And Played With The Rich,
Been Had By So Many Who Had A Good Pitch.
There's
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