Lyrics:
the Mojave Desert... their voices echoing through the canyons of your minds (POO-AAH!)
"ETHELL, wanna get a cuppa cawfee?"
(Howard Johnson's! Howard
echoing through the canyons of your minds
"ethell, want to get a cuppa cawfee?"
(howard johnson's! howard johnson's!
Howard johnson's! howard
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
Reamed
Howard kaylan:
'cause I'm such a lonely.. I'm such a lonely..
A lonely, lonely, talkin' 'bout a lonely guy.
Oh, and I know tonight, I am
Reamed
Howard kaylan:
'cause I'm such a lonely.. I'm such a lonely..
A lonely, lonely, talkin' 'bout a lonely guy.
Oh, and I know tonight, I am
johnson splash splash)
Ik ben een waterman dus ik maak je bitch nat net water (johnson johnson johnson splash)
Ey
M'n brakka's die zijn slim maar m
la Benihana, la Howard Johnson
Tot scot de pe card că sunt la Howard Johnson
Mănânc sushi la balcon că
Sunt la Howard Johnson
Merg cu pizda acasă facem
West coast bad boys
Pop lockin in my rolls royce, cadillac, lincoln and mercedes benz
Pop lockin at the howard johnson, sheraton pop lockin
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
high-top fades and Jesse Johnson's crazy
Seventeen, all on you like chicken and some gravy
Learned a lot, thank you much, today I'm still campaignin'
- HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAA
Howard is bald [3x]
Howard is bald, bald, bald, bald, HOWARD IS BALD!
Howard is bald
I'm telling ya, he's got no fucking hair
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,
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,
When I'm tuned through my pathway
I'm done
Howard!
You need to face
Howard!
You gotta face
Howard!
You need to face
Its not interesting
Howard!
You
Welcome back. *audience applauds*
We're here on Bad Boy television, and I'm Trevin Jones
and I've been conversing with the Mad Rapper.
And quite
Andrew Johnson's all there is
Ulysses Grant's was Ulysses
His first name was Hiram, the S, just the military's
Presidential middle names are just like
fives Magic Johnson
I’m a legend brethren, vet'ran PTS'n
Positively no question, no yes men
My team might hate it and make me change it
But lately I’ve
on the johnson
She do a dance on the johnson
I stay fresh and clean when I'm stepping on the scene
Stepping on the scene
Stepping on the scene
And I'm cruising
slap a ho if she messy (ah)
I burn them off for my kids
Damn, I'm legit
Pour the Johnson with the shit (who?)
I break 'em off like a KitKat
Hard
Howard Stern used
To work radio in Detroit
Before he became a New York City big shot
Howard and the clowns go way back"
I'm Violent J and I'm certified
the shower
And she don't want nothing but my Johnson, Howard
Sour Dies in the Swisher Sweet, sweet and sour
You're scared? Go to church, say your prayers,
On the, DJ tip I'm like savoir-faire
'Cause you can probably find me anywhere
I'm the best from West, I'm the beast from the East
I'm the old school,
Is die Johnson wel normaal? Nee dat weet ik niet
Ik heb m'n tape gevonden hij is uniek
Zegt Johnson Johnson Johnson echt in elk lied
Ik bleef in je
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