Lyrics:
Well, I am a little beggarman, a begging I have been,
For three score or more in the little isle of green;
All over the Liffey and down to Segue,
I'm
microfone
Sonho com terrenos no meu nome
Por isso que rimo com essa fome
Por que o meu nome é Johnny
Elevei minha cidade
Me chame de Rivaldo
Longe da maldade
way too lit, hell yea I'm the life of the party
Bitch im way too Vlone, you might think I'm Asap Bari
When I walk in, you know they scream, "Johnny"
I
(Mothz)
E la tua tipa vuole sempre il cazzo
Sembra fatta di MD ma non è fatta di MD
La scopo e faccio un video, sembro Danny D
Rocco Siffredi, Johnny Sins
Woo
Little nine
This is fucking crazy...
Johnny made this fucking beat
Johnny... johnny...
Run it up
Haha
I got snow on my neck
All the halls are
+Diggs+ the beat, but ain't feelin the flow
But he signed it fast, for half of Johnny's +Cash+
+Nia Long+ed for the album to drop, cameras flashed
Tom
1, 2, 3, 4!
I'm gettin' nuttin' for Christmas
'Cause I ain't been nothin' but bad
I broke my bat on Johnny's bed
Somebody snitched on me
I hid
it fast, for half of Johnny's cash
Nia longed for the album to drop, cameras flashed
Tom saw her at the Lucielle Ball up at the foyer
He confronted
or growing a plant.
Well I believe in natures laws, and I just wanna be free.
From the mountain tops, where the wind blows
To the green valleys down
be no slow motion or still lifes of Roy Wilkins
Strolling through Watts in a red, black, and green liberation jumpsuit
That he has been saving for
be no slow motion or still lifes of Roy Wilkins
Strolling through Watts in a red, black, and green liberation jumpsuit
That he has been saving for
progress can't be stifled (not at all)
Fuck-boy, I never liked you (I don't fuck with you niggas)
Fuck around and make us green-light you (look)
I just
we party til the panties drop
You smell that green (green)
That's the kottonmouth
That's my family homie hold up what you talkin' 'bout
If it's
signed it fast, for half of Johnny's Cash
Nia Long ed for the album to drop, cameras flashed
Tom Sawyer at the Lucille Ball up at the foyer
He
Almighty Sosa 'nem)
Shouts out Johnny Dang, that boy got me icy
(Aye Johnny)
My watch and my chain this shit hella icy
(It bling right now bro)
20k a verse
When I was a young man I carried my pack
And I lived the free life of a rover
From the murrays green basin to the dusty outback
I waltzed my
watchin' Johnny Carson
Seguin' right into the Tomorrow show
But that don't got the go so you turn it off ya turn on the radio
The radio don't' seem
miss scareall.
One eye's green and one eye's blue.
Demons, angels, a love that's true catch me as I start to fall, let me be your little miss scareall.
shall receive
Bags of green
Planting trees
Oh shit there's the police
Givenchy
We got weed
What you need
You shall receive
Bags of green
Planting
Yeah, yeah
Yeah
Stack it up, stack-stack it up (Yeah, yeah)
Stack it up, stack-stack it up (Gimme dat Paryo)
Stack it up big ole green (Racks)
Know
a young n**** I was more like Johnny Stockton
I know it's n***** watching
But I'm never stopping
Cuz I really want this shit like it's my only option
Cuz
plug
Tell him to bring me some green
A bucket filled up with the purple
And white snow for my down days
Call up my plug
Tell him I'm low on the drug
Tell
Yea I’m from the MIL
Home of the green bucks
Busting out the motha fucking rim (Slam dunk)
Tryna get these dead presidents
Like Chris tucker
Tryna buy
(Yo WAV3 where you at)
Where you at
Oh where you at
You should
Ride with me, ride with me
Smoking up collard greens
Turbo silently
Get head in
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