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she's got dirty blonde hair
Dirty blonde hair
My new girl she's got dirty blonde hair
I don't care what you say
I will forget you someday, someday,

a fit, anytime she walks by. 
This woman would be dangerous, if she had a mind. 
When Blondie tells you what you want to hear, don't waste your time.

Check spit that dope shit bitch I'm John gotti
Cold body I don't fear nobody
Keep that pole by me
So grimey labels won't sign me
Cause they know

Lost John

Lonnie Donegan

Putting on the Style

1977

as a mouse
She said, 'Now Mister Lost John, be my friend
Be my friend up until the end.'

Well ('cause) he's long, long, long gone
(Well, l'm talkin'

At the Highway 70 Love's Truck Stop
A platinum bleach blonde's settin up her shop
Her guy's named John but he's too high on fly
So she's takin' all

Lost John [Live; Live]

Lonnie Donegan

The Best Of Vol. 3

2007

And he's long, long, long gone

Yeah, Lost John came into the country woman's house
Sat down there as quiet, just as quiet as a mouse
She said, “Now Mister

banged out
Box Logo hoodie, still haven't got the stains out
Congress, ah yes, I'm fuckin' with the best blondes
Um yes, I am now beating off to mom sex

her top down, baby, she flies
Run run, with the fury of a saint in her eyes
Run run, ha-cha cha cha, bcby, she goes
With blonde hair and a gun
Smcking

(Too up)
(Bitch, I'm too up)
(Too up)
(Too up)
(Bitch, I'm too up)
Too up, yeah I'm too good
Kick it, going crazy now
I got too blonde girls by my

your bags at
Get to packing
I need a bad mami fast
She attractive
We the ones they grew up calling stars
We was kids then but
We already knew wassup
By

smoking that green
By the way I'm a veteran
Balling way too damn hard need a letterman
Nigga can't fuck with me got no leverage
And she can't take the dick

to thinking about brand new wife of mad John Finn

Well, midnite came and clock did strike
And in she came, did John Finn's wife
With legs like scissors

Sweet Beatrice

Adam Sandler

What's Your Name

1997

Richie
Who, by the way, was a Commodore
One time she gave mouth-to-mouth to a snaggle-tooth boar
Who couldn't breathe right since the Vietnam War
Then

That go to show this ass
Kicking ain't gon bother nigga
Cause it's right back where
You started nigga
Being a son of a Harlem nigga
Now you was made by

midnight summers in the city of love

Let's shake it up
She a blonde bih, I like brunettes but tonight I must confess
This one she get me out of my seat

wishes he was like the Chads
Blonde hair and you see surfin'
But now he's pimping down my boy's old girly
Even though he looks like vanilla
WoW type

Everything

Rampage

The Imperial Album [Clean]

1998

of the hungriest
Backed by Donald Johns and that's where my money is

[Rampage]
I told y'all six weeks rich don't forget
Another smash hit from my squad don't forget

dawg this ain't no John Mayer
Well there you have it you have now heard the legendary tales of The Chron Playa
That Nigerian Nightmare that might tear up

left roadkills
I'm Scofield in my own prison
I'm O'niel ,I sho' kill 'em
that war real they won't listen
never lost will in my loneliness
cold still

John Henry

Roger McGuinn

McGuinn's Folk Den, Vol. 1

2000

heart
John Henry laid down his hammer
and died, Lord, Lord

John Henry laid down his hammer and died

Well, now John Henry
he had him a woman
By

is John Wayne Lopez

John Wayne was finally tamed, but not by any man
Her name was Sweet Maria and she took him by the hand
They settled down to raise

to thinking about brand new wife of mad John Finn

Well, midnite came and clock did strike
And in she came, did John Finn's wife
With legs like scissors

Dear John

Tamia

A Nu Day

2000

by line, and take your time
You thought the day would never come
Never ever thought that you
Would be reading, "Dear John"
By the time you read

at Statefarm like a good neighbor
She bad I ain't talking about behavior, nah
I got her to laugh, now I think the odds is in my favor
I'm a hustler by nature,