Lyrics:
I'm down
But don't expect me to be around
You can't step by my house
'Cause I ain't got no time for now
'Cause I got two phones on me
I attract and I
the new kid in the new school
I ain't too fond of the new school
I'm an old soul in a young man
Bump Johnny Cash when I cruise through
Two cokes still
I'll meet you half way, centre of attention
Make a scene and make it wild
There's no bars in this house of detention
Only tear jerked petrol lit child
known by the name of auld Johnny Dhu.
Of all the trades a going, begging is the best,
When a man gets tired he can sit down and rest;
Sing for his supper
visit my jeweler uh
He like how my drip can maneuver uh
I can tell little Johnny was looking for something that’ll probably fit
Now I’m flexing with
Johnny Carson
Got a better deal than mine
Everything's coming up roses
The house, the car
The kids and all the cash
Everything's coming up roses
And I'll
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
the fuck out
Get the fuck out
Tell her get the fuck out
Get the fuck out
Get the fuck out
Turn the white house into the black house
She got a big mouth
Can't
planes
Not a ounce of shy in the veins felt like Johnny cage
Talent shows at the Bermuda had a giant stage still need ties and a case
We cant backtrack no
And the state of all the nations and those who are at war
I don't wreck my nerves or have to vent my spleen
In the Bible is the chapter, Johnny 14
Let not your
right down and cry
Why, even Johnny Carson
Got a better deal than mine
Everything's coming up roses
The house, the car
The kids and all the cash
to me, he said "Johnny, ain't got no place to stay"
I said, "Yes, man, come to my house"
I get you a place to stay and a bed to sleep in
That I couldn't
this song play
Get iller than Johnny Gill and
Rub you the wrong way
Fuck sensitivity I get cruel
When you're doing me
'Cause none of the rough stuff
Hey!
Ha!
Oh!
There was a man
A little ole man
Who lived in Montreal
With a wife and a kid
And a car and a house
And a teenage daughter
Ridin' in a drop top 'Vette doing ninety
Front seat fresh ho, no five-oh behind me
I know it is a fat house party, so yo bust the def left
Rich
me up inside
Things long ago and far away still will not be denied
I hear Christmas calling late at night alone
Voices cry from years gone by
Johnny
(Pooh, you a fool for this one)
(Winners Circle)
House by the lake, my mother straight, ay, nothing else matters
I poured an eight inside my
out your mama home then move you to a big house
They hate the fact you dripped out, they know they just missed out
Your friends be in our business,
infernal dust
I got a deal as a farmers boy
I hear Johnny's mother and his father arrived
When a Tommy needs a home
He's decided where I should go
Johnny richter, bdub, big pak, lou, munchyz the heavy hitter
[Hook]
Where's the weed at?, yo, where's the weed at?
It's in my backpack , but you can't
They've been asking where you've been
Johnny don't disappoint them
They'd all like to see you again
Willy I don't think I'm ready
To leave this house
on the wall
Yeah whats up Clean?
I ain't forgot about you homie
Johnny B whats up Clay?
I ain't forgot about you either
Hope y'all tear this thang
Timbs
Masquerading X-rated throw blades, all occasions
Round nozzle touchdown, Häagen-Dazs gobbles White House
Gucci flag on the roof, call us rock
play
Draco, that's a young nigga gun
Pull a trey five seven watch young niggas run
I'm out there, on Johnny head, you lackin'
I'm on yo' ass, we
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