Lyrics:
bringt den Shit am Start
Egal ob Tanzhaus West oder Robert Johnson
Wenn ich auf die Party komme wollen alle Abdis Plomben
Gargoyles, Kreaturen die
Enfer, dans l'cul d'un trav' à Phucket
On s'pavane dans l'cinq-neuf, de Compton à Harlem
Bataille comme Johnson et Crixus dans l'arène
Les rappeurs nous
By B. Brown/W. Johnson
I've been around the world
A couple of times or maybe more
I've seen the sights, I've had delights
On every foreign
losses
They found your car own at Suicide Brigde
Where the Johnson twins became newsflash kids
But I know you so much better
Don't believe you'd
Circle, circle of life
Mrs. Johnson in her big house
Perfect life, white picket fence
But in the night you will hear her crying
Praying for a second
of dawn: lint, lint, lint, lint!
This is the link song, everybody sing along
Until the break of dawn: lint, lint, lint, lint!
Gloria Johnson, age 47,
to the throne, the new Screw music king
Boys call me Bob Johnson, I control the team
Like I'm Pretty Boy Floyd, I control the ring
Two time convicted felon, use
J. Edgar Hoover,
President Nixon, President Johnson, Martha Mitchell
And her husband or her man or her woman
Ethel Kennedy, all the Kennedy's
Bank
Etre titulaire car je mérite ma place
Fair mon tour de france sans avoir les veines d'amye whynhouse
Je veut les esclats magic de johnson
Avoir l'or
swagg is sassy
Omg we so live this is how we arrive
My sneaker gang is dynamite the omg leggo
We ride
Beauty star and you got me
Betray johnson jewelry 3
to make your Watergates flow
I'm resigned like Spiro Agnew that I might never know
How to HJ your LB Johnson
Know less about dicks than Samantha Ronson
a firestarter wie the Prodigy
Ich bin motherfucker wie Bobby G Johnson
Oder Jack the Ripper in London
Wie KD in Watts und the Game in Compton
Frankfurt am
Curity, Johnson, Evenflo, Kleen Bebé
Nylon, poliéster y tus Corn Flakes
Elviz-cocho, bubblegum
Los Teen Tops y Crazy Boys
Oh Dennis, no la hagas de
and her kisses
It would heel me just like stitches.
I took Sherry Johnson to the high school dance
But she left early with my best friend
I must of drove
Stroke me, stroke me
It's as easy as 123
Stroke me, stroke me
I'll touch you if you touch me
Grab a hold of my Johnson I want some
Put away that
engines let 'em roar
Tearing up the highway like a big old dinosaur
James Dean in that mercury '49
Junior Johnson runnin' through the woods of Carolina
engines let 'em roar
Tearing up the highway like a big old dinosaur
James Dean in that mercury '49
Junior Johnson runnin' through the woods of Carolina
Wisconsin
I read your contract, you gettin jerked liked Navin Johnson
You rhyme about your clothes and jewelry, soundin like you suck meat
And past that,
elle viendra plus
Il n'y a pas de ciel par-dessus
La Hell Nep Avenue
Avenue du blues, boulevard de personne
On y a vu trainer Robert Johnson
engines let 'em roar
Tearing up the highway like a big old dinosaur
James Dean in that mercury '49
Junior Johnson runnin' through the woods of Carolina
Haha. That RBL niggaz. Mr. see-Note, see-Note
*(Chorus- Iyesha Johnson)*
No one's gonna lace you, like I do
I get around babe, no one can lace you
keep hopin, while I keep flowin
For strictly this game, stayin true
Y'all ain't knowin.
Chorus *(Iyesha Johnson)* x4
Strictly this game, I'm sticking
Wörthersee mit Michael Jackson
Sie träumt von einer Heirat in a weiß'n Kutsch'n
Möchte eahm Don Johnson in sei Ohn neilutsch'n
Wünscht sich einen Mann mit
and roll
He's a Northwest Mountie, ridin' the Dawn Patrol
Masters and Johnson, Kinsey and Hite
All take notes when he turns out the light
He's a JACK
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