Lyrics:
(Scatting by Scatman John)
Only you,
Only you,
Only you,make my dream come true.
Only you,
Only you,
Only you,make my dream come true.
people
Kill sportspeople, kill salespeople right now im feeling like a tribespeople uh
Y'all just came into my barrier I'm terrorising ain't no demising
JK
grinnin'
Playing Dangerous
If you're by my side
Then tonight will be your night
Aye
Good Luck
Good Luck
Good Luck
Just let it ride
Good Luck
Good Luck
Good
John Wall
Getting Washingtons John Wall
Wanna shoot it your call
Been on my grind since grade school
Even in the sun nigga I stay cool
Phony ass niggas
move over people just as fast as you can
Said I know you're waitin' for me 'cause I'm the hoochie coochie man
I'm gonna get you, one by one
I got set
Gypsy woman told my mama 'while 'fore I was born
Got a boy child comin' mama he'll be a bad one, now
I'll make all you little girls turn your heads
Gypsy woman told my mama 'while 'fore I was born
Got a boy child comin' mama he'll be a bad one, now
I'll make all you little girls turn your heads
is crampin' my livin' style, floatin' from telly to telly
Conspiracy murder plots phone conversations overheard by fedarale
I'm guessin' fool musta
in my cargo
I get dope by the car load
I got whips, no car note
I got whips, no slave
All my cribs got maids
All my cribs like a maze
Shit so
I met a little girl sitting in the front
Pardon me miss for seeming quite so blunt
But your beauty and your presence
Just took me by surprise
Gypsy woman told my mama 'while 'fore I was born
Got a boy child comin' mama he'll be a bad one, now
I'll make all you little girls turn your heads
the sunset.? Clichés like, ?Get off of my planet by sundown!? More so than clichés like, ?he died with his boots on.? Marine tough the man is. Bogart tough
washing, she was widowed by a pipeline man
We're flatland hillbillies, getting by on what we can
We're river rats and john boat shrimpers, trouble in our
reload quick
Cause I never miss my target
I'm all about making hits
And nah I don't need no clique
I roll on my own just like John Wick
Yoooo right about
were just saying, In Arms We Trust
When we live by the gun, we die by the gun
When we live by the drone, die by the drone
When we live by the bomb, die
john you can't drag down (...sometimes I think I should just go completely...)
Condolee get conned
When they think they're the cunning one
Neighbor
wanna give up, but that's just my luck
When I was born, my face was purple
I'm living my life to the fullest but I'm still running in circles
Till I stop
všetkým ako Scofield
John McClane, po tom skle behám bosý
Odchádzam do noci
A kým ty spíš, strážim ťa ako sentinel
Obrazy života si odkladám do mojich
said good luck with that, good luck with that
Here's something you gotta know, I'm stuck off in battle mode
Whenever I'm in the zone, I put my power
you dont wanna see my dark side, just tap into the glow.. i bring life into this game son you pre-season
!they know not to bring the beef here, it's
the truck
I guess that's just my luck
Think I need a rabbit foot
Four leaf clover, ladybug
I just need something good
Turn this luck around it's tough
Late
But my prayers been denied
But it's wasted cause of pure bad luck
Should I took back everything I just take
Might be the reason behind this bad luck
When I get down on my luck
I roll one up and roll around all by my lonesome
Lost some years, I used to know
I know my fate like bullets in a shotgun
Bury me in gold
Ima be a G til the day I die
You can count on me
I ain't ever lie
You suppose to be here by my side
Chilling smoking weed on the west
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