Lyrics:
Yo John roll another one, pearl it tight
Yo Fendi you keeping it tucked right
TP Bands gon make 'em see the light
Rah Cap in the cut gon blitz
Zay G
Just to get by, just to get by
Ask him why some people got to live in a trailer, cuss like a sailor
I paint a picture with the pen like Norman Mailer
Just to get by, just to get by
Ask him why some people got to live in a trailer, cuss like a sailor
I paint a picture with the pen like Norman Mailer
on the clout
Numbers don’t lie but what’s the question?
I’ve been out here searching for the truth I’m out here questing
A stream can equal five seconds, four
'm asking how he get my number
I should ask John Pork how to get a hundred
I should ask John Pork how to get a plumber
How to get a plumber that ain't Mario
where you from, nigga?
In my city, that was question number 1, nigga
Looking like the legend I become, nigga
I can't help but feeling like I am
you say I ain't bringing the feels
Then like John Cena, you can't see me
I'm from 1800 no suicide number, huh
Don't you screw on my summer
How many Ms
Written by James Young, John Curulewski
Lead vocals by James Young
yeah
now tell me girl
won't you tell me true
help me get this out of my
keep rockin' and the base'll hum
Get down fuk'n Embassy Number 1
I came round your house, to borrow some towels
I smoked a John Player and it loosened
them cups raising up
Snizzow flizzake is off in my dollar
Gotta nose it up
I dial drink by the liters, I'm a drinker ho
Ya swore you doin' it like
Me?
for your country."
"They're standing up, waiting to see if Maris is going to hit number 61"
"Godspeed, John Glenn."
"Happy birthday, Mr.
exes never really approved how I been livin', but it's cool
Honestly, I don't need none of them bitches
Why you trippin'? I ain't talkin' John Legend
ndodwa, my live, first live DVD, I will record it
Where? In the Home Of Legends, Eastern Cape
The one and the only
Yes ndizaliwe, ndakhula
I know
Parody of Sold: The Grundy County Auction by John Michael Montgomery (R. Fagan/R.Royer), Of Music (ASCAP)/RobbRoy West Music (BMI)
New Lyrics
Loaded ya dig!
On God
I wanna be a legend
I can’t block my blessings
I do 1st place can’t do 2nd
I’m so tough with love
I live by laws
And morals,
When I first heard this song, I was a little boy growing up
Down in the state of South Carolina
The song had been written and recorded by a man
Long John: When I was just a lad looking for my true vocation
My father said "Now son, this choice deserves deliberation
Though you could be a doctor
Cut 'em off, like Korean barbecue scissors
I wear expensive Cartier frames, they ain't see the vision
I could do it all by myself, no assistance
highly doubt
And I don't believe these rap niggas
You can front for your fans, but I know it's an act, nigga
Judge a man by his character and not by his
intelligent decisions
Emotionally compromised by the weight of my mission
If I don't die a legend, then my life was just a waste
I'm the first generation of my
I'ma be a legend when I die
Girl, I'm getting lost, you can find me in the sky
Everything is fucked, wanna know why?
I gave you my everything, you
’m balling like I’m John wall
Knock it off
Catch him slipping
We gone knock him off
What’s the cost
Call the plug and we gone buy it all
She thick and small
those boys who were killed by enemies
They went to heaven but will forever remain legends
You are a victim in this forest, I’m a bloody hunter
From
Y:John Quincy Adams was number six
And it's Andrew Jackson's butt he kicked
So Jackson learns to play politics
Next time he's the one that
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