Lyrics:
it down
Way Cool Jr.
He's the hottest thing to ever hit this town
Go man go
She said, "So good lookin' and that's a fact
Steel guitar
Santiago
Cause you niggas ain't impressing me plus you singing big red records
So nigga fuck what you telling me
Sit down jr. you couldn't see me if you
Santiago
Cause you niggas ain't impressing me plus you singing big red records
So nigga fuck what you telling me
Sit down jr. you couldn't see me if you
Santiago
Cause you niggas ain't impressing me plus you singing big red records
So nigga fuck what you telling me
Sit down jr. you couldn't see me if you
Sontiago
'Cause you n****s ain't impressin' me plus you singin' big red records
So n**** f*** what you tellin' me
Sit down Jr. you couldn't see me if you
Santiago
Cause you niggas ain't impressing me plus you singing big red records
So nigga fuck what you telling me
Sit down jr. you couldn't see me if you
Sontiago
'Cause you n****s ain't impressin' me plus you singin' big red records
So n**** f*** what you tellin' me
Sit down Jr. you couldn't see me if you
Yeah!
Yes mi lion a mi name Jr. Gong
Mi unique DJ, dread
Whatch ya
Well a me name Jr.Gong
Me seh look how mi natty tall
Who nuh know me from
you
I'm Marvin Jr. some say the second and I'm respecting
My daddy for the pastor of perfecting
He taught me to be holy and guard against the levin
to match the luisv bag
Just like that yo life gone in a flash
From three point range Gary Trent Jr. On yo ass!
I got a stash spot full cold cash
I can pay
these riddims and singing these rhymes
I daydream of singing hooks like Nate Dogg
And rapid-fire just like Jr. Gong
Or Marvin Gaye's complex compositions
because I'm lit now Just hoppin' on her because I'm the shit now
Like Michael Porter Jr. knockin' three down Bitch I'm from that three town
Why them niggas
Buy your ticket cause they're going fast
Train & Miles (J. Coltrane, took mean solo
Jr. Walker had 'em dancing in the isles
They stood up when
I think he called me Jr.
To leave me without a name
Or one that was so broken
It would only bring me shame
I think he called me Jr.
So in the end
Yeah, Oppi Jr. und Erv
Rodgau 63
Fashion-Killer, Gucci, Louis V
Alles, was ich brauche ist Pussy, Money, Beats
Ich komm' in den Club nur für sie
Und
Yeah, Oppi Jr. und Erv
Rodgau 63
Fashion-Killer, Gucci, Louis V
Alles, was ich brauche ist Pussy, Money, Beats
Ich komm' in den Club nur für sie
Und
Yeah, Oppi Jr. und Erv
Rodgau 63
Fashion-Killer, Gucci, Louis V
Alles, was ich brauche ist Pussy, Money, Beats
Ich komm' in den Club nur für sie
Und
what the queers are
Doing to the soil?
I first became aware of this about ten years ago, the summer
My oldest boy, Bill Jr. died. You know that
Grown Folks Music
Written and Produced by Johnnie B. Marshall, Jr.
Verse : Listen with your heart and soul while the song just takes control
Look, Look Again Then Whisper To Me Like (J.R.)
Shush No More Bickerin And Fights
Here's Ya Ticket For Ya Flight
Out Of Town No More Ghettos
Brown
aware of this, about 10 years ago,
the summer my oldest boy Bill Jr. died.
You know that carnival that comes to town every year?
Well this year it came
and gentleman please welcome to the stage, from bob marleys band, Mr.
Jr Marvin!)
Stir it up
Little darlin stir it up
We can stir it up
Little darlin stir it up
DO YOU MIND…
WRITTEN & PRODUCED BY JOHNNIE B. MARSHALL, JR.
I’ll be home at 6 o’clock, so girl I’ll see you later
I’ll listen closely for your
side
A little Hank Jr. and a six pack of Light
An old dirt road and I'll be just fine
Give me a Sunday morning that's full of grace
A simple life
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