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At The Johnson's We at The Johnson's At The Johnson's Rosroc, hey Look at where we are At The Johnson's and I'm eating caviar Her dad lent me the car
says "you." Now he wouldn't let Jack Johnson on board They said this ship don't haul no coal Fare thee well Titanic, Fare thee well. It was
O.G. Bobby Johnson! O.G. Bobby Johnson! O.G. Bobby Johnson! O.G. Bobby Johnson! Word on the street I'm a suspect Hangin' with the killers in
Girl you H-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-hot Oh baby you're H-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-hot Don't you know you're H-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-hot Baby you're
We like a great big Johnson We like a great big Johnson We like a great big Johnson Big momma please don't give me drama 'bout my love hummer If
other option Don't run up Lil nigga approach me with caution Back on the oil like Johnson and Johnson I want my cheese like my pack out Wisconsin Ball out
Only answer after 5 rings Magic Johnson The way I shine redefines bling Magic Johnson Smack cheeks on a fine thing Magic Johnson Don’t even ask me
Cuzzo cam on the beat That drank got me fucked up Feeling dehydrated in this bitch ChristJunior Johnson Johnson Johnson She do a dance
back" don't cost you any more Down at Johnson's Hardware Store S & h green stamps bought a lot including my daddy's old arch-top lot's of penny candy,
Feelin like Old Messy Marv get on my hype 4real She wash up wit Johnson&Johnson she aint my type 4real Don't get my money off a bin I get it off
(spiteful) That's on God, doing good can go a long, long way Every time that you kneel down to pray Don't forget, don't forget to say H'khensile (h
– Lonnie Johnson] Oh boy … [spoken words – Elmer Snowden] You wanna hear that? [spoken words – Lonnie Johnson] I don't think I'm familiar with it ...
Its that rap phenomenon Don-Dadda, fuck Poppa You got ta, call me, Francis M.H. White In tank-light totes, tote iron Was told in shootouts, stay low,
Its that rap phenomenon Don-Dadda, fuck Poppa You got ta, call me, Francis M.H. White In tank-light totes, tote iron Was told in shootouts, stay low,
Its that rap phenomenon Don-Dadda, fuck Poppa You got ta, call me, Francis M.H. White Intake light tokes, tote iron Was told in shootouts, stay low,
M-a-r-c-u-s (Marcus) J-o-h-n-s-o-n (Johnson) S-o-n M-a-r-c-u-s (Marcus) J-o-h-n-s-o-n (Johnson) S-o-n Man I can't believe this shit Man what the fuck
not 'bout the faith (oh-oh, oh) She on my phone and what she 'bout to say? She let me know (that's my- that's my-) H.O.E., H.O.E. Heaven on earth,
And don't get Maliah started Drip, to the drip drip drip Finna let this wetness run like faucet Ocean Sea let me depart it Wallace cuz I'm going deep
Hey, Mr. Johnson Hey, Mr. Johnson Hey, Mr. Johnson Hey, Mr. Johnson Tryna clock me a timeless nigga On a birdwatch for the flyest nigga Playing "I,
DRANKS keep 'em goin', MANi$H keep 'em cummin' Know she feelin' me down there She wants some luvin' Need 2 duplicate myself by the dozen But u gotta
Un'h, when the lights go out Un'h, that's when I'm all about Un'h, un'h, to you (un'h) If you want to see what's really goin' on Don't you want
willies, thugs, and rapper-dons Get in that ass, quick fast, like ramadan Its that rap phenomenon Don-Dadda, fuck Poppa You got ta, call me, Francis M.H
Through it all, by the grace of God [Brian Johnson:] When breath grows still and night draws near I will not be afraid I know the plans He has for me Don
Oh la la la, oh la la la, oh la la We dance away, 'cause the Johnson's coming And I don't know of anyone who Dances like you do It's terrible,
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