Lyrics:
a fucker like John F.
Connect ya like Nynex, nigga holla
I'm on the corner like Hollywood with a Starbuck
Bring it to ya like the Japs in Pearl Harbor
Red
Let's sing about the letter F,
Come on kids, let's have some fun!
F is for Frog, jumping with glee,
Ribbiting loudly, under the sun.
F is for
Pre>b e g a
Be e g a
C7 f7 c7 f7
C7 f7 see g7
C7 f7
You let me in and I'll help you win
C7 g7
This chance must be heaven sent
C7 f7
You buy the time
F I are E I N see A I are O
F I are E I N see A I are O
F I are E I N see A I are O
F I are E I N see
F I are E I N see
F I are E I N see
...
always hiding
I've looked everywhere
I'm forever blowing bubbles
Pretty bubbles in the air
I'm f-f-forever b-b-blowing bubbles
Pretty bubbles in
With a festive Christmas ham
After he has sex with it
He'll eat up all he can.
And there goes John F. Kennedy,
Caroling with his son
(Reunited for
blind with a diamond ring
My Lambo and my ammo's all camo green
Yeah, I got a F-1 Trillion limousine
I got a ten-point blonde in the shotgun seat
I
mine
Been runnin' for too long (Wizzle F. Baby, bitch)
It's time to give me mine
See, money is the topic, baby
See, I'm a giant, all these other
Fake-Believe, Fake-believe, Fake-believe
Fake-Believe, Fake-believe, Fake-believe
Fake-Believe, Fake-believe, Fake-believe
F is for Fake-Believe
Fake-Believe, Fake-believe, Fake-believe
Fake-Believe, Fake-believe, Fake-believe
Fake-Believe, Fake-believe, Fake-believe
F is for Fake-Believe
F
Booked for three years, man you can't even book me
It's me and Lil Baby, this shit goin' crazy
Wheezy produced it and Weezy F. made me
And she held it
don't you tell what you seen (huh, huh)
I'ma boss up the street, ho, you shittin' me?
How your jet land at John F. Kennedy? (Shmoney)
It's a sixteen
I'm going up (Take Off)
Straight to the top (Way Up, Way Up)
I need a Bag, N**** (a Check)
Just for the drop (I'm On)
P. F. Chang (Skrrt-Skrrt)
With
F*** with me?
Thank you
C'mon
C'mon
You know me man
Alright
O-V
I got 'em boy
Weezy baby
C two
Weezy baby
You cant see me
And I see you,
the F. B. fucking I!
Na na na na na
Na na na na na
Makin' a run to Mexico
Na na na na na
Oh yeah
Makin' a run to Mexico
Na na na na na
Makin'
U.F.O. Phenomena
across the sky like a star
U.F.O. Phenomena
Scooter Adamski may have gone too far
U.F.O. Phenomena
on planet earth it's so bizarre
dançar esta kizomba mais eu,
Vamos esquecer o mundo que faleceu?
Eu conheço várias palavras começadas por F.
Deixa-me dizer palavras que começam por F
Music & Lyrics : F. Golde - W. Orange - D. Lambert
Marvin, he was a friend of mine
And he could sing a song
His heart in every line
Marvin sang
quedaste preocupada por la tierra. Y yo estoy en el futuro. Admirando los proyectos de mis hermanos.
TABS
C
Destruimos la cabaña
F
que compramos
Guess I'm gettin' my g-goddang Jigga on, eh?
'Cause your name, I'm beyond sayin'
But f- it, I'm movin' on, you women are all cray
But I'll probably
Malcolm X jumped the gun.
Mahatma Gandhi jumped the gun.
Joan of Arc jumped the gun.
Martin Luther King jumped the gun.
John F. Kennedy jumped the gun.
We needed something to move and fill up the space
We needed something this always is just the case
Jefrey with one F, Jefrey took up his place
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