Lyrics:
woman staggered through the door and woke me up at two
She handed me her ID card and by George it was you
At baseball game you drink the beer and then
music's hokey
Said, "You can't dance to it and all the songs are sad"
I cocked my eyebrow and said, "You must be joking"
Ain't no excuse for having taste
for no groupie hoe
Ice on Johnny dang, flawless diamonds hitting this shit for to show
Gucci store, was bout to by some drip but I cash out on dope
Fuck
Johnny sins
Glockee
Give out facials
I'm just tryna fuck
I ain't with relationships
I made more money by spending money
Them boys won't catch me
And my
keep your way
You have to go on
It doesn't matter what you say
Your steps are dizzy
And the streets look kind of brighter today
Go on
Johnny, go
Ayy, ayy
Bitch, grr
Let's tell the truth, ain't no fakin' niggas really envy me
I'm in the streets like MVP
If it play, we takin' spleen, 4-way ye,
might bang his little butthole?
Diana:Oh, dear. What about Johnny Depp? He seems real smart.
Rhune:I might bang his little butthole?
Diana:Do you have any
Or would you go?
Or was it all for nothing
Nothing at all
I tried to hold my tongue
I Still got more to say
This that power in abundance
On a different
Yeah, we're gonna keep droppin' it, see, no stop,
I told you, we're ain't gonna stop
If you're ready, I wonder why?
We're gonna do it a little
Don't even have to worry
If we'll make it home alive.
With twenty-seven tons
Of fine carbon steel,
It doesn't matter if you're fucked up
When you get
verse, bitches lapped up in mass submissive
The last rendition of God's will, made it by his hand
Not a movie life is novel, a script of silt and sand
Last
the fight we will never say die
That look in our eyes is a thing called pride and that's something you earn over time
Seen Johnny come lately's all fade away
is the key
Past and Future leave 'em be
Do you know how to breathe
I guess we just gotta wait and see
Yeah lets wait and see
The complacency where my
Intro:
Muddy Man Gator … I could show you how to make a bankroll real quick
Hook:
We came from the bottom it was basic
Now a nigga live
This Gabriel is eclipsed by violence
Turns a yellow sun, black
The hill has a shrub but it ain't tall enough
The past moves to fast
Where did
Muddy Man Gator ... I could show you how to make a bankroll real quick
We came from the bottom it was basic
Now a nigga live on the top
you get no bands
I like white bitches who get money Lindsay Lohan
I do all my dirt, all by my lonely, can't trust no man
If that nigga see you and he
your mammy gave you
It's the drapers, can you feel it? Nothin can save you
>From the dapper rapper who stay fitted like a mannequin
Hoes see me in
by the age of five
Poor Johnny, he's crazy
Has problems you can see
Don't worry be happy
Now tell us what you see
They don't listen, no problem!
And Troy Davis had to pay the bill
Rung up by a policeman who shot to kill
His brother as he beat a homeless man
I ask you how is this Godu0027s plan?
for many years he’d sing and play those songs
It didn’t really matter whether he’s right or wrong
The people passin’ by they would stop and say
“Oh mama
were playing them halls and jammin'
Then back we moved it on over to M.G.M.
They said, "This is the boy we've been telling you about"
He lit a cigar
And I grab his guitar and pretend to be Johnny Cash on a stage
Just standing in the kitchen when I didn't know how to play
And I'm surrounded by snakes
round a-bout
The local pick pocket it a lay-about
Tell my daddy oh there's no need for washing
They do it in your sleep when you're not watching
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