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'Chicago'."
"Yeah, we could give a track to iTunes."
"I don't know John Mayer. I met him."

You dummy!

Let's smoke all night, let's smoke all night!
You
on frigid winter days
 blow by the, blow by the snow
 Professor John gives an exam
 Try to pass it if you can
 You know he'll send you out to frigid
it's all in the way we work this shit
It's your hair I pull
Giving you multiple or-gas-ums
Pass me some
Make you cum
More than one
Then I'm done
To my
got um tribe
Got my squaw right by my side
My Flagboy, he just went by
My Spyboy, he's full of fire
Me whole tribe is havin' fun
We gonna dance 'til
men, girl pay them little attention
A little did I mention, that Jennifer's in
Love with me John Mayer so sit on the bench
Man I swear them other guys
got um tribe
Got my squaw right by my side
My Flagboy, he just went by
My Spyboy, he's full of fire
Me whole tribe is havin' fun
We gonna dance 'til
recommend
You to ever check um in
I started with the end
So where do I begin?

I'm so raw
Turn the oven on
Chef Papa John
I get the Parmesan

Pocket
got um tribe
Got my squaw right by my side
My Flagboy, he just went by
My Spyboy, he's full of fire
Me whole tribe is havin' fun
We gonna dance 'til
Anyways, this song was written by our friend Glen Shirley
Um, hope we do your song justice Glen, we're going to do our best

Inside the walls of prison my
'em
Lookin' like the holocaust with Supreme hats with 'em
I am tryna get Ms. Piggy by the motherfucking hairs of her chinny chin chin
Um, what's
autographs by the G's in the in-stores
And then there's oh mad sex and ASCAP checks
So when I, um, plex it, it's me I'm in the beamer or Lexus
Guess which
'
Motorcycles we like um'
Ask Bigg John, he's in the front lawn
Them bon-fires we all night um!
We tilt back till we fall down
Stay passed out till we get up
Everyone wants to be a cowboy
Grab your guns boy
Forty-five by my side, do he live
No the nigga dies

Zen, zen zen zen zen zen zen
You shot your
the cash she
Dance like Stacey
Said she wanna move from there
Or some lil' John shit
All she knew was yeah
Told her "act like you don't"
Pimpin'
Everyone wants to be a cowboy 
Grab your guns boy 
Forty-five by my side, do he live
No the nigga dies

Zen, zen zen zen zen zen zen 
You shot
on the map
And by now I know I'm hitting
Cause I say a rhyme and girls be like, "Uh no he didn't"
I'm so nonchalont, word to my uncle and my aunt
I serve
of France
Nothing further, I jumped
Grabbed my Goyard trunk
Got ready to 'Walk it Out' like Unk
In my John Lennon chucks
That's when I heard Murder
Nothin' further, I jumped, grabbed my Goyard trunk
Got ready to 'Walk it Out' like Unk in my John Lennon chucks
That's when I heard Murder, you're killin'
One, two, one, two, three, quattro

John was living in Ocean Beach, 
California with his girlfriend, Julie, when he decided one day, 
"Hey, Jule,
now.
Its the franchise, Boy, I'm shining now.
You can't see me, my time is now.

Yeah. Um, it's gon' be, what it's gon' be.
Five pounds of courage buddy,
further, I jumped
Grabbed my Goyard trunk
Got ready to 'Walk it Out' like Unk
In my John Lennon chucks
That's when I heard Murder
You're killin me, you're
of France
Nothing further, I jumped
Grabbed my Goyard trunk
Got ready to 'Walk it Out' like Unk
In my John Lennon chucks
That's when I heard Murder
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[Boots]
Some confuse ass-breath for strong halitosis
It's been hundreds of years since the first diagnosis
By
Um, for all these wild niggas (um, yeah)
Some bullshitters, know what I'm saying (yeah)
Straight runnin' wild (realize) doing their thang, yeah
She call me a local nigga, I opened a Swiss account
Eisenhower status Etta James on the dash
John Coltrane cruising in the Cadillac
Seville, feel my

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