Lyrics:
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'
Ceremony in the wild west
She wore a white Jesse Johnson dress
Me an astronaut suit and some custom made single blend cowboy boots
Played bingo and danced
friend
That's a gun pointed at your head
Wanted man by Lucy Watson
Wanted man by Jesse Brown
Wanted man by Nellie Johnson
Wanted man in
Sam Cooke, Lou Rawls, Gwendolyn Brooks, King Cole
Jesse Owens, John Johnson, Duke Ellington, Joe Louis
Too many names for me to go through it
'bove my head
Well take look again my friend
That's a gun pointed at your head
Wanted man by Lucy Watson, wanted man by Jesse Brown
Wanted man by
'bove my head
Well take look again my friend
That's a gun pointed at your head
Wanted man by Lucy Watson, wanted man by Jesse Brown
Wanted man by
pointed at your head
Wanted man by Lucy Watson,
Wanted man by Jesse Brown,
Wanted man by Nellie Johnson,
Wanted man in this next town
Wanted man by
Jackson
Nancy Wilson, Magic Johnson
Mahalia Jackson, Smokey Robinson
Sugar Ray Robinson, Nikki Giovanni
Adam Clayton Powell, Afeni Shakur
The Funk
Tout les soirs je m'embête ouais
Jmarche a la jesse james
J'ride en enfers ouais
Jvois les anges tomber du ciel
Seul face au monde je l'es grailles
Densman, Zachariah
Monroe Waters, Jeff Thomas,
Mack Brown, Jesse Underwood,
Brade Porter, James Sims,
John Brown, Harry Hinton,
John Johnson, William Webb,
despise and I deplore and detest
The tabloids and newspapers better known as the press
And so much propaganda that it leads to distress
Magic Johnson
for Vanoss? Gosh
But guess what? Whatever it was
I bet it's not Jesse Cox
Went to the docks and I
Searched the whole harbour
Still couldn't dredge
stiff like the pose
In the pictures of Vogue and flashy fashion magazines
You be thumbing in ?em, props to Beverly Johnson
She was the first black
Bond ou Jesse James
Vim ser gigante tipo Lebron James
James Bond ou Jesse James
Vim ser gigante tipo Lebron James
Pode soar o alarme
Essa cena o
(Toby Keith/Chuck Cannon)
My name is Jesse, I was named after my father
Followed in his footsteps, down here to this factory
I ain't
looking for a thick chic who gets loose
The illest spitting place your bets I bet you won't win
I go for gold when I run my flows, Jesse Owens
Certified
and Madonna
Jackie Kersee, Jesse Owens
Rosa Parks and Alvin Ailey
Dolly Parton and Aretha
Prince, Santana, Jimi Hendrix
Miss Simone and Grace Jones
Bernie
Kersee, Jesse Owens
Rosa Parks and Alvin Ailey
Dolly Parton and Aretha
Prince, Santana, Jimi Hendrix
Miss Simone and Grace Jones
Bernie Sanders Misiz Gandhi
the pictures of Vogue and flashy fashion magazines
You be thumbing in ‘em, props to Beverly Johnson
She was the first black woman in ‘em
[Big Money Odi$]
Pee,
day. That's my bestie
They playing frisbee in my backyard. I think I see Jesse
And I get all the racks; I don't go for the decis
I'm the new king so
den Weg
Ja, und Gunna hat mеin Namen geripped
Ey, ja, ja, nach vornе hab ich klare Sicht
Und ich speede up so wie Jimmy Johnson
Ich will Baguettes und
Bronson
I'm too sick for this shit like Magic Johnson
On the ball like a Messi pass
Rock the stash like Jesse Jacks
If you're trying to be sexy with me:
wrist
Rocks on my neck go harder like Dwayne
Harder like Carter and Johnson and Wade
They see the ice laying there on my veins
Extended release cause it's
Nellie, Jesse and Fred
Grant left the Army, skill-less
They struggled for what they need
'61, came Civil War
He joined again, his men, to lead
A General,
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