Lyrics:
the crack
In the crack of her ass, two pounds of hash in the stash
I wait for hon' to make some quick cash
I told her she could be lieutenant, bitch got
back at the plate
But swing and miss on the third time
And your bills are paid by the state
"Don't you worry 'bout healthcare,"
John Q stated,
watching her
The way she sway to the beat
From the left to the right
Tryin to see what up with her
Who's the lucky man who gonna have a wild for the night
I'm gonna keep that girl
Whoa, she's mine
She's so bad, everyone wants her
Got to have eyes in the back of my head
Lucky for me, I'm the only one
body
Free john gotty
I'll leave with you hotty
And I'll take her home
Lay her down on her back
And I'll make her moan
Uh and ya don't quit
Yeah,
of her kiss.
I guess she's not for me.
She's knocking on the door, but not for me.
She'll plan a two by four, but not for me.
I know that love's
back on years gone by
How she made me leave
How she made me cry
Yeah, there ain't no love
Yeah, there ain't no love
Yeah, there ain't no love
For
me for brighter days
Oh, smile, let me spy the frame
I'm so lit, it could start the campfire
Shorty, where your man? Let me stand by ya
Well,
a girl who spend a little cash for her shoes
Face natural, can I get at you?
Saw a spot on the body, look nice with a tattoo
With my name, but didn't
Olga and John got married out the back of the Grandview
John wore his best jeans
And Olga her very best smile
The celebrant got it done quick
Just
burst in the door
And started whoopin' her ass worse than before
They first were divorced, throwin' her over furniture (ah)
It's the return of the "ah,
lookin' like a pinball convention
He politely asked for some breathin' room and never showed any signs of tension
He fired three balls in a row sunk a lucky
Oh, the maid went down to the well for to wash,
And the dew fell down from her snow-white flesh,
The dew fell down from her snow-white flesh,
a reality check
Prepare for the worst but still praying for the best
This game is a bitch, I got my hand up her dress
The money don't sleep, so Weezy can't
a bucket of lucky mobility
My mom, I love her 'cause she love me
Long gone are the times when she scrub me
Feelin' good, my brother gonna hug me
Drinkin'
eighty-five well
When his stash slow, he be crazy
Say he by his moms, hit her on her payday
Junior high school dropout, teachers never cared
They was paid just
to run away
Dark clouds are right above me now
Thunder's comin' my way
I've lost my lucky charm
Been cryin' all night long
And I just wanna know for sure
to do my thing
I’m going to do my best to catch her eye
Make her notice me as I walk by
Got my fingers crossed it’s do or die for me
I'm feeling lucky
I'm
is John Wayne Lopez
John Wayne was finally tamed, but not by any man
Her name was Sweet Maria and she took him by the hand
They settled down to raise
when she gets a chance to
Left her husband alone to raise they son, he's in Pampers
Modeled for a year, got her bachelors degree
33, recovering from
the Predator
It's gettin' dissed by the editor
Looked up and hell of white for caper
It's to lynch a nigga on paper
But I'm much too black for the god
In Your Eyes
Seal no fate and hold no key
When all goes well spend some time remembering
Know by now that times have changed
But we feel each day
in
A dark Australian jail
They struck a blow for freedom and
For New York town set sail
On the seventeenth of April in
The year of 'eighty-three
speakers
Wearing my John Varvatos converse sneakers
So long city of angels
Goodbye Sunset and Vine
I'm leaving for Oklahoma
Adios Hollywood sign
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