Lyrics:
them 100s
You can be my go-get-man
Go get my dutches, go get my luggage, roll it and puff it
In that big ass house, I ain't written, I own and I love it]
He was eighteen and wasted
A bedroom in the basement
Parents' house, Tucson, Arizona
What do expect from a high school diploma?
Working hours
Gonna tell you the story
About old lost John
Lost John was a boy that got loose
From a chain gang down in Louisiana
About sixteen bloodhound,
feet
But there was no one there but Mary
So I went down to let her in
And John stood there beside me
As she told us where she'd been
"They've moved Him
A scarecrow and yellow moon and road house on the edge of town
Hear that midnight rooster crow well I have one more before I go
But Honey don't
There were two brothers John and James,
And when the town went up in flames,
To save the house of James dashed John,
Then turned, and lo! His own
A mile, a must, a thrust, a bump
It's a girl, it's a rhyme, it's a cold, it's the mumps
The plan of the house, the body in bed
And the car that got
at the ball
I spy Henry Hall
Henry Hall in his house
I spy Mickey Mouse
Mickey Mouse in his cradle
I spy Betty Grable
Betty Grable is a star
S-T-A-R
Plugoz on the beat and I'm killin' it
Damn who make this beat, cuz I'm stealin' it
Sniper Gang, John Wicks
Homie, you can't hang with my klik
keep rockin' and the base'll hum
Get down fuk'n Embassy Number 1
I came round your house, to borrow some towels
I smoked a John Player and it loosened
smart man, you're just fucking spoiled!
[refrain]
The man of power sits in his white house,
with money and influence he rules with lies.
The people so
to lecture you
John Blue house make you feel like a slave that’s why I never go to that festival, yeah
I like Kumba yeah we hooray at Pate Stadium
Run up
Imma need for you to bounce
Yea, yeaaa, imma need for you to bounce
Fuck out my house, imma need for you to bounce
I need the watch and the chain
Running To The Candy Lady in 2930
Mrs Punkin House, on The 3rd Flo
Y’all Remember The penny Shoestrings Jo Remember Them Penny Shoestrings
Who Remember
More Cheese, Last Week, Than Y'all Made In 30 Weeks
Hit The Club, Take c Shower, ct Yo BM House, Cuz I Got c Key
He Said, He Gone, Do What, Tell Em Get
comes from lying ‘round the house, and drinking beer all day
No one understands me, that’s what I tell myself
But they all understand me, they know me
the house, streets what he ran
They always told me "head in the books is how to help the fam"
I always tryna smoke, tryna go to Neverland
Tryna fly away from
nothing more to lose
Everything that they lived for
Have been swallowed up in violence
So now the ask
Wuside peace?
She is not in the house, I have checked
baking soda looks like I put crack in it
Soon get the Daytona, soon get the Day-date
Soon get the AP, i'm pushing my pay rate
Soon get a house, in my
of me
Follow me, i’m on the path to get a
House with olive trees
In a beach house, coming with the beats out
One of my dreams ow, make the people say wow
from our place, where there's a riot
Front liners in my house, some even cops
My uncle passed the fuck out, what the fuck
People going crazy, people
from Mayo
One morning on the highway as Biden he came down
He met Kamala Harris a mile outside old Scranton Town
I'm bound for the White House, won't
Everybody want to tell me that I got to stay calm
How about fuck that shit
Agent orange sitting in the White House, napalm
How about fuck that shit
Popped a bottle in a lofty villa in Savyon
I'm either with the girl who owns the house, or on my own
My zayde used to live here, but I really never
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