Lyrics:
paper shack
With a pump out front and some junk out back
But inside there was always a
Hot cup of coffee
And a warm place around the fire for anyone
John
Yeah baby
This here's a story about Lost John
Lost John done flew the coop
How many long gone?
Lost John standin' by the railroad track
Waitin' for
a pair of shoes of his own)
Well, they caught Lost John
Put 'em in the pen
Summer break and gone
And now he's out again
If anybody asks you
Who
O.P.P., how can I explain it
I'll take you frame by frame it
To have y'all jumpin' shall we singin' it
O is for "Other", P is for "People"
gunman john Wick, baow man!
All black, one gunman john Wick (John Wick)
When them niggas killed my dawg Pistol P
A nigga turned into John Wick (Pistol)
I
O.P.P., how can I explain it
I'll take you frame by frame it
To have y'all jumpin' shall we singin' it
O is for "Other", P is for "People"
O.P.P., how can I explain it
I'll take you frame by frame it
To have y'all jumpin' shall we singin' it
O is for Other, P is for People scratchin'
jumpin', jumpin'
The place packed
? 'round here, don't know how to act, act
We buy alcohol, nigga, buy the racks
We balled out, spendin' shit by
{intro-Young Chris} & Neef. Six figure, woo, uh youngunaz(yungunaz)Chris and Neef (that's right) .
Jeah, uh,this official state P
the fuck my bitches at?
Where my bitches is at?
(P.Diddy)
(over chorus: Hey yo, I got somethin new I wanna say, check this out
Hey Yo it can't stay
the fuck my bitches at?
Where my bitches is at?
(P.Diddy)
(over chorus: Hey yo, I got somethin new I wanna say, check this out
Hey Yo it can't stay
Hey, John, you evah been to Mississippi?
No, man, but I sure would like to visit down there.
You would?
Well, I'll tell you what then, let us
Now, an my baby went out
An' stayed out all night long
She never came home
Until the break of dawn
C'mon, shake yo' boogie
Whoa, shake a-yo'
The celebration will be held
We will partake the wine and break the Holy bread
Rave on let a man come out of Ireland
Rave on on Mr. Yeats,
Rave on down through
a pair of shoes of his own)
Well, they caught Lost John
Put 'em in the pen
Summer break and gone
And now he's out again
If anybody asks you
Who
I- (yo, yo)
Stylin' on 'em, big B's, bought the Benz out
Elevator, press P for the penthouse
Cop those then we break like tacos
Roscoe's, on his
He said, me and Melissa, well we fell out of love.
We ran out of luck seems like lightning struck.
I've been thinking of leaving
But I can't raise
Mobile Alabama DJ
Livin' by the ocean sometimes I get the notion
To take my Jane to Alabama
We hang out in a funky little bar
They call it
BLXDE.
R I P John Pork
John Pork
Eight damn bullets in his back
Now he's cold
R I P John Pork
John Pork
Nobody answered his calls
Now he's gone
saved by John the Pope
The M, A, see and K, from Oakland, California
I'm Too $hort baby, no I don't play, I'm macking
Freak nasty, I like your dance
and your bitching
Like e and p's last CD, you're out of business
pinkies in the drawer"
She can be like a maiden from the days of yore
Hangin' out at Studio 54
Break-dancin' on the slick, brick disco floor
With Lionel
Now, an my baby went out
An' stayed out all night long
She never came home
Until the break of dawn
C'mon, shake yo' boogie
Whoa, shake a-yo'
make-up to break up
See the Jay cup
Fix the lil make up
That's them youngunas Chris and Lil Neefy
Wishin' they was the one
But Chris got Lil Kee
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