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No electric that be shocking, how you stunting but dont have funds in Hot sauce might get shit jumping, now feds wanna come with assumption Bad b wanna give some knowledge, you think that she went john ruskin Z1 too juggy he loves it with corn he steps at functions What do you reckon?, hold on a second I think see c i d, come on bro lets do up leggings Ic3 on a loose, black like wolves, in a ends we're jetting Had man reserves for a moment, doing up #wokhousesettings What do you reckon?
l feel like money ain’t healing me i got broken scars pulling that Arsenal letting it fly just over-mars so many bottles i ordered feel like an open bar drunk in the middle I’m walking feeling a shoulder barge it’s crazy i tell her my life is cinema in manny i strike like Dimitar (Berbatov) I’m with Sadboi so i don’t give a fuck she’s golden so i gotta big her been saying my heart got colder me and this brown one bro got shiver up Bonnie and Clyde she riding too my girl my co-conspirator money i’m keeping mine it’s locked she really wanna take my paper Blanco but i wanna do what’s right I’m the white scene savior my girl was all on my phone these times that i don’t like screensavers arm outstretched it’s saddening sorry i ain’t doing no favours ya dun know sadboi got all mandem folding left wounds dem open guess we ain’t playing it fair how we can repair something that’s broken seen your new ting bet can proudly say she aint breaking it even she ain’t even up on my side i’m 416 im queenin I’m outside chilling with demons kinda like Tanjiro i got feelings beat round the bush just tell me I’m cheating yeah i don’t like the assumptions mix jean Paul paradise gardens with that tom ford tuscan ask bro if we gon buss this ‘017 it was by john ruskin l feel like money ain’t healing me i got broken scars pulling that Arsenal letting it fly just over-mars so many bottles i ordered feel like an open bar drunk in the middle I’m walking feeling a shoulder barge Is you with me Is you with me Is you with me (ahh) Is you with me Is you with me Is you with me (ahh) Yeah yeah Oh oh vocalising
News tryna catch me, cause youth we runnin' it (Run) I need me a paper towel, Oh yeah we rollin' klicks (Skur) You did saw the movement of the vowels, I am sick (Yeah I'm the shit) Pop out I'm the shit, I'm a doo doo, I'm the shit (Pop out) Live life and go big, we outside, got my clique (Ousside) You can't stand my drip, outie you might slip (Outie) I done did a doo doo, gahddamn I'm the shit (Huwoah) Done did a doo doo (Woah) I done did a doo doo (Chyuh) Done did a doo doo (Woah) I done did a doo doo (Chyuh) (Woah wait) doo doo (Yeah wait) doo doo (Wait) You know I'm the shit, but why you actin' doo doo (Ah) Reppin' Dead Kids if you askin', we take off, we blastin' (Yay) Lil boy just a sidekick, you's a Robin baskin (Lil boy) You need training you's a choo-choo, see your rails lackin' (They lackin) I did say that I'm the doo doo, John "Nardwuar" Ruskin (John Ruskin) Fly like Charizard, breathe a heat, burn when I spit (Huwoah) Yeah my style bizarre, I'm unusual, I'm a geek (Bizarre) Got 'em both hands in the air, cold ass Jaequan got you freezed (Woah) A-a-ayo yonepa, you's blazin' fire on this shit (Go) Doot doola doot doo, I done did a doo doo (I did) You say I'm the one, but I'ma number two you (Two) Past tense on this hoes, yeah I know you now I knew you (Chyeah) Walk the path I chose, yeah I need to get used to (Ah) Aye we walk it talk it, Jesus sandals on my feet (Walk it, talk it) E!
You not even my homie You not even my homie See You not even my homie You would rather lie See You not even my homie You not even my homie See You not even my homie To the real ones Who keep it real See it was just ordinary day Nothing was really different Until shawty came home Angry And started bitching I knew I wasn't the reason That shawty really tripping I started noticing shawty See Shawty moving different Nah Shawty wouldn't throw away love For four inches But I know Shawties get attached to lame bitches Reverse psychology Position them being submissive Speaking fear into her heart So she can sit down really listen Like I started tensing up Heart racing like the Olympics Overheard a conversation From the windowpane Pain me to listen Next thing you know Pigs in my kitchen Saying they gotta take me under For acting vicious But how my day one betray me like a mistress Breaking up a happy home for this kid shit Man You ain't listening People who create their own drama Deserve their own karma I'm outside Protesting Loyalty over dishonor God Bless those Who are Real REAL Hold your head high The Kill KILL What goes up Must come down DOWN Laugh now Cry later The frown FROWN You would rather lie See You not even my homie You not even my homie See You not even my homie You would rather lie See You not even my homie You not even my homie See You not even my homie See this is how it happens They don't realize what they have Until they scrap it You know See this is how it happens They don't realize what they have Until they scrap it You know John Ruskin once said Thy who has truth at thy heart Need never fear the want of persuasion on thy tongue.
CHORUS: I'm tryna get my man my man and then my man And the also my man She said she'll give the drop on my man And lemme fry man Cuh she don't like my man I just spun this car cuh I thought it was my Jump out pissed cuh it never was my My man Nearly got cuh I thought it was my man x2 VERSE 1: I thought it was my man So I try fry man jump out pull up beside man Fling it on my man dont let me sight man I won't fight man dat ain't like man Cuh I yucked him they don't like man On John ruskin they don't like man Kwizz is blind man he won't site man If I site him he won't site man Generous with corn mans sharing Why's that cuh I'm caring I ain't bring out corn to scare him Man on bringing out corn to air him Press em poles Rev n go They ain't bad I gotta Let em know I heard there rolling now But Back then I wouldn't let em roll Rock n roll Lock n load I don't know If dats Friend or foe It's best if we left storied untold Pull up pull up rinse n go All he saw was that When the tints got rolled We Clean up streeet And Tun up the roads Keep them poles vvs bling teet on froze CHORUS: I'm tryna get my man my man and then my man And the also my man She said she'll give the drop on my man And lemme fry man Cuh she don't like my man I just spun this car cuh I thought it was my Jump out pissed cuh it never was my My man Nearly got cuh I thought it was my man x2 VERSE 2: I jumped up cuh though was him I pissed off cuh it never was him He woulda been dead if it ever was him Seen a man talk like he never didn't swim Had he's ching but he never did swing Put it in then I put it back in He was there with he's bro but he didn't back him You know the vibe Ops on the Right Mans spinning it right Hands on the 12 midnight If your in wok sit tight I'll bring out a glock I don't fist fight Bring out mop and let this fly Where junior He's In the sky Rinse my ting while in disguise I'm tryna get my man my man and then my man And the also my man She said she'll give the drop on my man And lemme fry man Cuh she don't like my man I just spun this car cuh I thought it was my Jump out pissed cuh it never was my My man Nearly got cuh I thought it was my man x2
Come in Rodney Slater on the saxophone With Roger Ruskin Spear on tenor sax. I, Vivian Stanshall, trumpet. Say hello to big John Wayne, xylophone And Robert Morley, guitar.
Come in Rodney Slater on the saxophone With Roger Ruskin Spear on tenor sax. I, Vivian Stanshall, trumpet. Say hello to big John Wayne, xylophone And Robert Morley, guitar.
Yo John, you not me I swear when you walk you got knock knee Im from New York, home of the chopped cheese You got four eyes and still can't see me Some call it funny, I call it weird All of your fits you bought em at Sears Been 51 years you aint grow a beard You gettin fat, lay off the beer Ya, uh This John versus Taylor Been runnin so much you need an inhaler Camera goes off you live in a trailer...park Aint got a girl you spank in the dark For a couple a views you gotta stalk Look at yo teeth they sharper than rock Wanted to get this off so I wrote it in Yo John, somethin called deoderant You smell fish EA can attest Them terrible shirts you aint seein a breast Ya, uh Im eatin your food Im leavin you boneless Nard is your name you look like cohones This aint no war you aint seen a trojan Who are you?
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