Lyrics:
I'm from L dot A dot Californ-I-A hot
Days got shade let me take you 'round the way
Lot of out-of-towners can't handle this city
Where you wear
want no songs for plants
I want liberty living in the city
If you see the doctor tell him he's king, Dr. Martin Luther
If you see the doctor tell him
shit you ain't never dreamed before
Sparkle up your pinky toe
Ayy, baby, I have no reason to stay, baby
My dream too big for this city
And Myrtle
One in Chicago, stay in ? Park
Two from China
One in Carolina
Ten in my city
Six of 'em pretty
Lil' momma from Tennessee
Drunk off Hennessy
I
a few tears
Caught Steven-Johnson ten years old
I survived but I'm still going blind though
Eye doc said I need new corneas
I rather need those than
to the smoky
Treat that WD40 like baby Johnsons (turn, turn, turn)
Bought a baby .9 for the tour bus
And a G17 for the nonsense (suh-suh-suh-suh)
North
out if I start acting crazy
Riding in our city through that sunshine like we promised
Pull out my old CD and we bumping Jack Johnson
She loves all
Something knocking and it can't be right
Means we need you're out there
In the city there's a million prayers
Going to someone out there
I found love
Johnson Dakota (Poh)
J'essaye, de rester solide, j'suis soûlé, bien élevé j'suis pas insolent, ouais tout est si lent
Regard sur la colline, je passe à la
she never tires
She don't politic just give a nice Jackie
She so handy (Handy), got me feelin like I'm Kennedy
Deep Throat, my Johnson Nixon on her
in the city still high
Everybody from the area together so we ride
2170, all the boys let it go
'Cause we live by the code
Yeah, I grew up, I'm
Pull that gun up on me, my heart was pounding
Was nervous, I should have seen 'em lurking
I started praise and worship, a cold, cold city but it gave
Will we see you again next Tuesday?
What more can we do for you, Mr Johnson, sir?
Pass the word around them Golden Pools
I've been elected King
Will we see you again next Tuesday?
What more can we do for you, Mr Johnson, sir?
Pass the word around them Golden Pools
I've been elected King
Eri Johnson, sempre a vontade.
Sempre nos bares da “city”, onde criança reclama e não faz metade,
Não me encoste, eu sou de verdade, eu sou de verdade
refeições
Jogando na raça, sem ajuda das menções
é o verso Kung-Flow quebrando articulações
Mágico igual Johnson pela Tríade, é a filosofia de
alcançar o céu
passin Magic Johnson my subs look like Larry Byrd. All my bitches bad as fuck. I wont fuck with any birds All my worms be doing dirt baggin hoes around
1:
I had too many problems
Blessings gonna follow
Now it's getting hard to rest
Better check the caution
Feeling like I'm Johnson
Really did it just
There’s a city I can call home whenever I go
On an island off the West Coast, arrive on a boat
The air and water make me feel whole, they make me
Jealousy breeds envy
Envy tempts with green
Green will leave your facial fatal, far from fables
It's ph city selling coke by the kilos
No be chyse and no
Dear Boris Johnson you are one in a million
But I'm not sure I mean that in the way that you think
Its your affinity with dishonesty
And your Trump
know you want something you could feel
I kick out knowledge so you could heal
I'll give you guidance like Uncle Phil
I left the city like I was will
Just
dirty hobos
Who ain't got shit but
Wired headphones and your
Dumbass 9 to 5 jobs
I'm out here
Mrs. Johnson you can suck my dick for that zero you gave me
city, I’m feelin giddy, we gettin litty
I’m lookin spiffy, might take ya missy, then dippy quickly
Okay you six feet, but your talent is itsy bitsy
Your
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