Lyrics:
Napoleon murphy brock (vocals)
Bob harris (vocals)
Johnny "guitar" watson (vocals)
Harry:
Jesus, that was terrific! I've never experienced anything quite
a hustler baby, and I gots to grab it, ahhh
[Pimp C]
Deep up in the game, ain't no stoppin
I get my money like Johnny 'Guitar' Watson
Pimpin them hoes
Guitar Watson, mikor
Apám bekavart egy lánnyal azon az estén, hogy is
Mondjam el, amit tudni kell, szóval akkor lettem én.
Csak szólt a Bootie
Stone, George Clinton, Bootsy Collins, Johnny Guitar Watson, George Duke, Prince, Rick James, DJ Quik and of course J. Dilla
After decades of outlandish
Play the guitar, play it again, my Johnny
Maybe you're cold, but you're so warm inside
I was always a fool for my Johnny
For the one they call,
Play the guitar, play it again, my Johnny
Maybe you're cold, but you're so warm inside
I was always a fool for my Johnny
For the one they call,
Where lives a young country boy
Named Johnny B. Goode
He never ever learned
To read or write a book so well
But he could play his guitar
Just like
a country boy named Johnny B. Goode
He never learned to read or write so well,
But he could play a guitar like ringin' a bell
Go go, go Johnny go, go; go
lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode
He never ever learned to read or write so well
But he could play the guitar just like a ringing a bell
Go go
Go
a country boy named Johnny B. Goode
He never learned to read or write so well
But he could play his guitar like ringin' a bell yell
Said go, go Johnny
lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode
Who never ever learned to read or write so well
But he could play a guitar just like a-ringin' a bell
Go,
a country boy named Johnny B. Good
Who never ever learned to read or write so well
But he could play the guitar just like ringing a bell
[Chorus]
Go,
boy name of Johnny B. Goode
He never ever learned to read or write so well,
But he could play the guitar just like ringing a bell.
Go, go
Go, Johnny go
lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode
Who never ever learned to read or write so well
But he could play a guitar just like a-ringin' a bell
Go go
a country boy named Johnny B. Goode
He never learned to read and a-write so well
But he could play his guitar like ringing a bell, yell
And said, "Go, go
lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode
Who never ever learned to read or write so well
But he could play a guitar just like a-ringin' a bell
Go go
Where lived a country boy named Johnny B Goode
That never ever learned to read and write so well
But he could play a guitar just like ringing a bell
a country boy named Johnny B. Goode
He never learned to read and a-write so well
But he could play his guitar like ringing a bell, yell
And said, "Go, go
of a gun
They call me Johnny Guitar
They call me Johnny Guitar
They call me Johnny Guitar
I'm going to play in your town
Gonna play some blues, gonna play
Down goes the sun, sitting, ducking on guitar
Up comes the moon, twinkle, twinkle little star
One and one is two HITCHIN' two, to make it four
Johnny
a country boy named Johnny B.Goode
Who'd never ever learned to read or write so well
But he could play a guitar just like a ringin' a bell
Go go go Johnny go
a country boy named Johnny B. Goode
He never learned to read or write so well,
But he could play a guitar like ringin' a bell
Go go, go Johnny go, go; go
lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode
He never ever learned to read or write so well
But he could play a guitar just like ringing a bell
Go, go!
a country boy name
Of Johnny B goode
Who never ever learned to read
Or write so well but he could play a guitar
Just like ringin' a bell
Go Go go Johnny Go
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