Lyrics:
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I won't say a motherfuckin' word, bitch, I ain't Keefie D
Death Row, no limit records, ain't that the same chain
Cash money records on me, check out
a petite little body
Little titties no ass
But that shit ain't a factor
Johnny v bout that cash
Hold that
Ass open let me hit from the back
She got them pink
around, enourmos sound, spraying champaign all around
I’m checking my mobile and reading like Johnny Dapp has entered the club!
Acting mad like it’s all
moldin' from the divine
How could you be so bold, to think that you'll take mine
I'm Cash like Johnny, it's the highway man
And I'm walkin' this line
around, enourmos sound, spraying champaign all around
I’m checking my mobile and reading like Johnny Dapp has entered the club!
Acting mad like it’s all
around, enourmos sound, spraying champaign all around
I’m checking my mobile and reading like Johnny Dapp has entered the club!
Acting mad like it’s all
around, enourmos sound, spraying champaign all around
I’m checking my mobile and reading like Johnny Dapp has entered the club!
Acting mad like it’s all
That Johnny Cash poster, hangin' on the wall
That black and white one, where he's flippin' you off
And that fist-sized hole it's hidin',
In
llixus llixsus
The five silent heads
LLixus
Ich bin weg
Beat is fett
Gray goose ex
Ketten echt
Bissl flex
Johnny depp
Ziel auf head
Und
traigo los ojos como Towelie
Soy la Gran Bestia: Aleister Crowley
Hombre de negro, canción de Johnny
Cash y amor pa mi fam y mis homies
Su propia tumba
singing along - to every country song
cnd toss a line in, chasin' them bass
Speakers cranked up playing Johnny Cash
Listening to the stories in his song -
gelo derreteu
Gosta de Ramones, Offspring e The Clash
Também gosta dos Stones. Elvis, Beatles, Johnny Cash
la N la N
Pa k te quede guardao
Johnny Johnny Johnny
JNNBOY
Johnny Johnny Johnny
JNNBOY
ACKE
CRES
JNNBOY
CASH
to see Johnny Cash
i'm distracted and i'm drifting
that night I almost crashed
and even for myself when I'm in love
I let it crumble
picking up the pieces
your affairs
Will be eloquently handled by the homie upstairs
They came in pairs, let haters know you're hearing impaired
You don't worry about no
record, before there ever was a Sun
Before you ever lost that Cadillac that Carl Perkins won
Mr. Phillips found old Johnny Cash and he was high
High before
workin' on nigga? (Um, you know, I got Curren$y album)
(And quietly workin' on my album, ya dig?)
Oh, I'm ready to brush my shoulders off and drop my next
(Where the cash at?)
You ain't me, bitch
Knock it off! (Where the cash at?)
Eastside Johnny on one, ain't no question what it is
2-2-3, I'll let you
Elvis white trash elvis the Memphis flash
Elvis didn't smoke hash
Would have been a sissy without Johnny Cash
Elvis didn't dodge the draft
Elvis had
fucking dab
Aye, choppers by my side you know it clap
Like your bitch ass, big bag
Big cash, and I tote a big gat
Aftermath, I been dressed in all black
at it, yo, you got cash, pass it
It's drastic, got to send half to Dirty Bastard
Ayo, ayo
Waves is spinning, blades is spinning
Slay 'em in
my trick ain't for kids, if you dig 'em, you'll get smacked
I'll clock ya, I'll spring forward, you fall back
Every album that I drop has got more
É que tá no automático e a Glock tá quente
Ce me pediu Porsche um Rolex também
Mas essa vida me cansa to de Johnny Dang
Lado bom e lado mau brota
wolno le le le le le
Ona nie pamięta mnie nic nie widzę to przez flash
Palę włosy też Johnny Johnny robię cash
Chowam pod soczewką blef ona zna mnie
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