Lyrics:
She is the belle of Belfast City
She is a-courting one, two, three
Please, won't you tell me who is she?
Wind and the rain and the hail blow high
wind blow
And I seen death knocking at my door
Shit, I ain't let him in, pop my medicine
I got a whole lotta reasons to live
I'm booking a flight out
high through lows
Labels don't like me much but they gotta stay close these days
'Cause I might just blow
Look at me gain that leverage
Thirsty hoes
Ay this that Eastside Johnny, big redemption like
Know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
Hol' up
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
Get out the way, get out
by his face, blast one by his eardrum
Piss run, you drop thinkin you shot
Screamin like a bitch, kicks to your face
Shots to the body that shake like
a grin
Let the semi blast, I won't let them hate on me again
I been in my bag, I'ma blow the cash in the wind
She tryna run it back, I told her to throw
posse on my tail cause I'm in demand
One lonely Beastie I be
All by myself - without nobody
The sun is beating down on my baseball hat
The air is
Us
by Gordon Pogoda, Johnny Elkins & Alberto Bof
Draw a line anywhere - the side you're on, I'll be there
Run a race, reach the end - there you'll
chasin' pussy, I ain't Johnny Bravo
I get the shroomies straight from Colorado
That bitch a baddie, I take her to Cabo
Shoot at these niggas just like
if the shoe don't fit
I make it happen like hormones, you been forewarned
I got you mad now 'cause I'm kickin that popcorn
It blows up in a couple
Losing out on cash by putting faith up in my craft
Knew my potential since a boy, I wish I started this in the past
Losing my mind cause I can't work
Ricky Bobby
Eat the munchies then I skate
Like I'm playin' hockey
Sex pistol, everything I said Vicious
I'm makin' Johnny Cash
Haters eat my Limp Bizkit
if the shoe don't fit
I make it happen like hormones, you been forewarned
I got you mad now 'cause I'm kickin that popcorn
It blows up in a couple
a fly by night angizwani neyikhova
That OVO logo seem to be your badge of honor
It's about time that I blow
I would commit suicide
So I could go
Why you tripping bout cash it’s just dollars
All this drip on my neck that’s some water
Got this bitch on my dick that’s your daughter
I’m finna get
I'm gone, west to east just like the wind blows
Just like Johnny Appleseed, soon I'll only be an echo
A rolling stone, a tumbleweed in timeless time,
of infection
Stakes is high as we thunder thru open skies
Thousand yard stare, stopping hands of time
Blow ya mind like when you recline and find it was by
spirit, raise demeanor
Summer trap niggas set, Knicks, Dimes, white beaters
Push a bean drivin' a Johnny, on top of that, that nigga called a homie
Hurt my
the one to pass by ya with the cash kinda, crass
You still behind that ass in my Pathfinder
Tryin to front like she fond-of, niggaz and ganja
Til I pull
the cash flow
Or where the wind blow
I want models cuz I'm past hoes
Hang with my circle like a lasso
The shit but no an asshole
I don't mean to brag
Just one question dawg, how could you do me like that? I took your family in
I put some cash in ya pocket, made you a man again
But now it's like you
gonna blow like land mine
Album can't wait till I land mine
Nature Boyz drip drip with the damn spice
Bruddas gone legit so he's cutting off these gang
about to
Blow Apollo
Hard act
To follow
This comb right hair
That Johnny Bravo
Versace shades on
Inside the condo
That shine perico
Will make your
Teeth
I'm the lost boy by the shoestore
in this old mall that has closed down
and I'm looking for my mother
with my eyes as big as saucers
cnd the phone
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