Lyrics:
everybody knows that she uses it well
It's a therapeutic structure I can use at will
But I don't think it fits my V.D. bill
I didn't want to hold you
I
of Bill,
And Johnny's lads stand very still.
With the thumpire's shout, they all start to clout
- there's no guns in this gentleman's bout.
Georgie moves
There was Johnny McEldoo and McGee and me
And a couple of two or three went on the spree one day
We had a bob or two, which we knew how to blew
your four points O's
And Benz five hundreds it all points to oh
Now you niggas 'memba me
Tell me how could you forget, back to johnny's album cover
13th day of August '54 I was five years old
Depending where you're counting from
Ma didn't tell me what was going abroad
No tales of things
[Chorus]
[Cam'Ron]
I'm from 101, west to Hunt 40th, this shit is live
Fifth-floor, 56, you know the zip, district five
You're on 22nd, you from two-one
There was Johnny McEldoo and McGee and me
And a couple of two or three went on the spree one day
We had a bob or two, which we knew how to blew
the five-O straight
It's that Cashville stomp
It's a Tеnnessee thing
Cash Cash Cashville stomp Tennеssee thing
Cashville stomp Tennessee thing
Cash Cash
Call me Mr. Deuce 5th, Mr. Do this, Mr. Do that, nigga I can do this
Call me Mr. Deuce 5th, Mr. Do this, Mr. Do that
I can do this
Nigga blickz Up
Eagle, hoodie got blood stains
Now my brother whippin' up them kilos, I told him, "Fuck the game"
Twin Glocks, Max Payne, kickin' shit, Johnny Cage
Ice
goggles
Laying like needles in the hospital
Five steps to conquer, ask Bernadette, big ass whistle
Ziploc your ear, hear thistle
To my real bitches
goggles
Laying like needles in the hospital
Five steps to conquer, ask Bernadette, big ass whistle
Ziploc your ear, hear thistle
To my real bitches
for B.V.s.
Jigging along with the fiddle, oh, Johnny.
Jigging along with the fiddle-dee-dee.
Jigging along with the fiddle, oh, Johnny
Fresh
Iced out front teeth, cold breath
Tryna cop Dang from Johnny with a bigger
Body than Rasputia comin' off a jet
Fuck the limo driver, but the windows
like fifty in his face (ayy, baow), call him Johnny Dang (baow, baow, baow, ayy, ayy)
Put some ice up on her wrist, her shit was probably plain (her
Just the other day I threw the trash through Rony's window
Pissed on the wall of the 5th St. precinct
Ran around screaming LOUD FAST RULES! Ain't
Just the other day I threw the trash through Rony's window
Pissed on the wall of the 5th St. precinct
Ran around screaming LOUD FAST RULES! Ain't
Woah, woah
Woah, woah
Sittin' here stuck in traffic, five o'clock madness
Shoulda took the long way home
Like some copper field magic, showed
Woah, woah
Woah, woah
Sittin' here stuck in traffic, five o'clock madness
Shoulda took the long way home
Like some copper field magic, showed
ya
Eighteen and over (Oh yeah, this is gonna be good)
And [arrive]
That's what we layin' for in the nine five
As long we know it's safe, we
bones
Papa said: my boy, take my Johnny Cash vinyls and go
Well I got my pocket full of real tales, and a broken guitar mode, guitar mode
And the story
Grind that vegetable, feedin my sweet one her five a day
Five guys get high for days
Five guys a mile away
Bound to say, got this mind on the money
Ooh, yeah, five star
Young BOTY, it's five star
Yeah, yeah, right arm muscle on smoke
Bitch, I'm five star yeah, yeah, type bar
GTA on five star
found the first available scapegoats--
Five Irish men bound for Belfast, about to board the boat
And this is their story, very sad, but true
Of how six
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