Lyrics:
on the john
If I had a million bucks
It wouldn't be enough
'Cause I'd still be out robbing armored trucks
If I had one wish
I would ask for a big enough
Sheep
I have a horned sheep
With a pound of wool on its back
Grazing by the riverside
Amongst the little stones
But a bailiff came by
Sending his dog
do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)
Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is)
the auditions, uh, first up, Mr. John Travolta.
(Jimmy Fallon as John Travolta)
She's like, I swear to God, I mean I can't believe you guys are trying to sell
to 2013
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Osings used to perform in numerous bars and clubs around Kampala hoping to be spotted by Talent scouts but this did not work because he had no
sleeping at John's
Waking up in aisles of 7-Eleven Slurpee shops
Immersing myself in flavors of blue raspberries and black cherries
That grew in poisonous
it's ever been
Even tho it gets confusing
Did anyone?
Did anyone?
Did anyone ever tell you?
You seem much happier now
By the way that you look and how
on the wall, shared the room
With twenty sinners
See the glory
Of the royal scam
By the blackened wall
He does it all
He thinks he's died and gone
(Chorus)
(David Banner)
I can't blame it on my mama, nigga I knew she was broke
No education so she spent the last check on some dope
Hovers to John's
I can rock you all night long, SHE'S
On my tip, she love my song, HE
Tried to do it but did it wrong, FREAKS
Want to get my all alone, but I'm
the streets of Vernon
Nothin Nice, John Boy Ice, his death undetermined
Pick an island anywhere for your happy soul or return it
When I'm gone, I pray my
No Christmas for John Quays
Come on get a bit of fucking guts into it
What what
Well the powders reach you
And the powders teach you
But when
Ah fuck, there he go again
Talkin' 'bout hoes and dough again
Yup, can't hold it in
I'm surprised I got so much dough to spend
But, back when I was
it
Can't be standing round wishing for a viral moment
I got shares in Poppa John's and in Dunkin' Donuts
So we can cop that F Sport if you really want
the patriot blood
My ship is sailin' peacefully beneath
A flag of stars
It's manned by Irish hearts of
Oak and manly Yankee tars
And that dear emblem
bitch, don't try it
By the time they get here, bitch, you gon' be lifeless
Yeah, I'm finna kill your bitchass
I just gave a little bitch dick, then she
to be a cowboy
Rosa loved John Grady
It caused her tears to flow
No matter how she cried
Her daddy wouldn't let her go
It's hard to say what happened
the transfer case
It was hot at the garage, how were your tables?
When you're done then we can sit and share a fry
John told me that i ought to get a bonus
and foamed at the mouth. Well just about then, I looked at old John and his face had turned beat red, cause Leonard had grabbed him by the throat with plans
the cross roads
Meet me down by the cross road
Tell them Like this
Yeah yeah yeah
Yo
Down by the river where John did wash our sins away
I'm on my knees
me long time but someting Wong
(Chorus)
Fuck that b*tch that did me wrong
Imma have a new b*tch by the end of this song
She all up on a n*gga, like
a nigga Thugger John Dillinger
I got a big Tommy with some guns on it
(Boom)
Aye, I'm the same nigga go
To kick ten hotels
Never sleepin' in one of rooms
ba-by (uh)
And while we riding round, you took me inside of you
You showed a side of you, beside the truth
You was just lying, I knew
I wasn't buying it
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