Lyrics:
she does or what she says
Hello love, hello life
Hello pain, say goodbye to Jr. High
Say goodbye to Jr. High
Crystal's got a party
Jr.
Winked an eye and point a finger
Meeting John at Dale's Jr.
Winked an eye and point a finger, why
A former cop, undercover
Just got shot, now
on a jet
I lost too many friends, but I won too many bets (too many bets)
I made too much money, I ain't make enough yet
So I scratched and yes, Jr. is
off
You use to brag how you kill and laugh
How you wicked and a rip out men heart
Carry dead man gwan thing of a wharf
Well I Jr. Gong a show
see my pistol lettin it go
I couldn't wait to do a song right, hardly 'gon do ya wrong
Time to party, Meth, Stephen Marley and Jr. Gong
So selecta, come
kill and laugh
How you wicked and a rip out men heart
Carry dead man gwan thing of a wharf
Well I Jr. Gong a show you say you soft
Now Jr. Gong no matter
couldn't wait to do a song right, hardly 'gon' do ya wrong
Time to party, Meth, Stephen Marley and Jr. Gong
So selecta, come with it, awww shit it
Now
have been hard Downey Jr. looked on
He knew what he had to do
Downey Jr. would have too....
Did you mean all the things that you said back there?
greatness (Uh-huh)
My man Hell Rell's in the building, BX borough. (Uh-huh)
J.R. Writer's here, you know he's the Writer Of Writers
Right now, I don't know
at kerrang, bob guccione jr. at spin
What you pissed off 'cause your dad gets more pussy than you?
Fuck you! suck my fuckin' dick!
You be rippin' off
You can never reach/
Or try to shoot us down/
We on some fly shit now/
V3
Kodak & Jr. Kaze/
A crazy combination/
Getting niggaz fucked/
Like pussy
a championship game
Look like I got on a championship ring
Cuz I ball hard, no ***** we ball harder
I am the Birdman, and I'm the J.R.
One thang about it you can't doubt it
Bruh we too official
We superstars to call this game
You gone need two officials
KL CO JR you know
We all got
Goodbye JR
Thanks for all your good
Though you'll never get the credit
That you probably should
Goodbye JR
The music lives on
The dawn is now more
Ring Your Finger
Written and Produced by Johnnie B. Marshall, Jr.
Verse : Today, we gon do it right, you’re all dressed in white
You’re
Sammy Davis Jr. was Mr. Bojangles
(Here is something you can't understand)
Tell me y'all, who's the man?
Who's the man? (The Heavster)
("Time keeps
jingle, dangle
Sammy Davis Jr. was Mr. Bo jangles
(Here is something you can't understand)
Tell me y'all, who's the man?
Who's the man?
(The
hands
That's the same kid that cut his wrists, talking bout the cuffs did it
He ran away, fronting majorly, eyes like Sammy Davis Jr.
Rounded off with
Supreme
I got the game sowed up, I can show the seam
But it's price to pay Jr. so give me your ring
They say to work hard and to party even harder
But I
The lights go down, Hank Jr. hits the stage
And everybody's up on their feet
Haggard and Jones are out in San Antone
They got 'em sittin'
teeth
7 straight wins and we goin for the sweep
Got Mike Evans wide open for a deep pass
Winfield Jr. come across he gon' eat that
Why you think we here
the flame know it
Ain't nothing but the bling bling king
Certified of made man me and the jr
So kiss a nicca pinky ring
And when they hear that new weezy
All
Uh, and if I try to pirate it for free I'll get aids?
I would have guessed scurvy.
Well, see you later ghost of Dr.Martin Luther King Jr.
Wanna hear
sight beyond sight
I yell out Ho, here comes my bros, we straight bulldoze
Ya team's exposed I do em Uncle Richard Jr. style
Bitch you wanna go night
Got
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