Lyrics:
happening
I won't let there be a gap between us michael strahan
No one else can ever have your love like it's pattened
And if a johnson tries to they'll be
them back
The spiders, gone astray
My secret weapon
Here by my side
A sword named Gentrex
To cleave them where hide!
I've slain many beast
Progress
one predicament
You try to choose a loyal
One and stick with it
My stupid dick again searching for something
To jump and then start humpin'
Convincing
a plane
I got Gucci shades
Ain’t no numbers ain’t no games
Take this shit right by the reigns
I could show you all the things
Come and take my hand don’t
mother Womb outta yuh mothers womb girl
So let me powder you with my love
Nah Worry bout Johnson me got you comfort
Skin smooth notice girl you nah Have
time to put Bronson on the map now
Walk with my hand on my Johnson, crack a smile
Cuties peep my style, if I don't get some ackrite
I'mma have
time to put Bronson on the map now
Walk with my hand on my Johnson, crack a smile
Cuties peep my style, if I don't get some ackrite
I'mma have
try
The worlds been getting crazy as it's changing with the times
I wanna rearrange it but I don't know where to start
So fuck it imma just go with my
Johnson's Mill
I saw Becky Morgan, skinny dippin' nude.
Well I couldn't help but stop and stare
Hypnotized I stood right there
Enchanted by the beauty
shit
Try to play it passive
But if not excuse my actions
Hold up wait
10-4
You been a bored
Andrew Jackson
Or 2 tens
You still a dub
Try to wake
it (stop)know you appalled dotted
But this my call by the force prophet, all profit all profit)
Harlem hustler (yep), I can't at all knock it (nope)
Exacerbated by the fact that my syntax
Is highly complicated 'cause I emigrated
From the single greatest little place in the Caribbean:
Dominican Republic!
they the ones who be hatin'
I be shocking these niggas like Raiden
Get love in LV like the Raiders
Send shots to my ops with no chaser
My XD got a dick
with a title, my niggas they lions
Niggas try us we riot, it's never one sided
No love I hide it, not stressing nobody
Play with me like fire, stick with
gonna Change so many minds
I'm parking my bags
Book a flight
I'm going to Israel
I wanna discover
I wanna go for an adventure
Just like how Dwayne Johnson
blastin' out your deck
She loves me, such passion, you'd expect
This sort of reaction from her, yet you strong-arm
You're fuckin' corny, you try to turn
of Tic Tacs
Proceed to Tap Dat
Then I get my dick trapped
Oh
Walking down the road I see a cat flap
Tempted by the colour it's purple and I like that
When
A piece of my childhood that will never be forgotten
It was just an old plywood boat
With a '75 Johnson with electric choke
A young boy two hands
with noise
So many words of love and theft
I felt like I hadn't done anything yet
And I felt like I had nothing left
Robert Johnson met the devil
Replaying conversations in my head by my ex-wife
From the house work that I did, to the kids, even our sex life
She said I was crazy so I threatened to prove
we stay strong?
Only we can save us from us
Bring about change we will show our people love
[Chorus]
My people, hold your head up
My people,
Brand new clothes I had to make sure that the Glock fit it
Brand new hoe she want the Johnson I can't rock wit it
Brand new stove my uncle got it
Growing up, my mother would ease my mind by reminding me that there’s no monsters hiding underneath my bed
Or hiding in my wardrobe or something
Grady Johnson was a common man
Four children and some bottom land
Early to bed he said well that ain't me
I gotta spend some time with my family
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