Lyrics:
after the calm
Better sound the alarm
Got the city in my palm
Call that bih city of palm
I give her long john no silver
My neck so cold i shiver
I'm
Long john
Ha ha ha
I'm bout give her that long john
Yeah she say she love that long schlong
Yeah she ride that shit long time
Hit it right, it right
on
Yeah I had few brothers
I could call on
Shoot for my goals with a long gun
Can't go funny like long John
She be moving crazy with the bum bum
Told her
not alone
Look to me, for my sweet song
Dressin' up in our long johns
Curled up under a fir tree
Tell your stories to me
Chinatown Dunaway
I was doing what wrong want
Drop another song taunt
Rocking winter long John silver with the tapes
I was listening to God talk
Tryna do what Pop
a gente se encontrou
O maral forte nos pegou
E a gente então conectou
Meu long John você virou ôô
Alohaaa
Vem cair comigo aproveitar o swell
Hoje o mar tá
I rob the donut store
I grab my long john
Call her on her phone i think she wanna go to Cinnabon
And I keep a little jelly and I keep a Pop Tart
With
Something is fishy
I'm talking long john silver
This not EA I play no games with
My pistol on replay
It just bang bang n****
Is you getting a bag
Or chasing
stole
My treasure ain't all silver and gold
And I've walked that plank, paid my dues
You've taken everything I had to lose
Long John Silver, you're
And sock pon the ice lolly like she thirsty
Swing pon me tree like a mama King Kong
The gyal bend down wrong fi the long John
Give her the Hong Kong style
I've always liked old cars and rusty fenders
Telephone booths with plate glass windows
Well worn denim and long johns in the winter
And road trips
Eat my dick Long John
Hop in a Benz and I'm gone
Try and break my bond
I don't fuck with you like Big Sean
Get a buck like 'Bron
Fuck with my team
do yak nsin ubok ndopó
Or can i put my long john mbokok
Ak how far
I bin come here with some
Of my dancers n bouncers
As i dey here i no wear boxer
In
on the same thing, ain't no better Cop me some long johns for the weather
Cause I make it snow, With diamonds on the bezel
Poppin' my shit, Roc really been all
Every part of mi being
When I see har
Stand at attention
Now mi know di meaning
A man is just a man
Inna mi khaki suit
Weh mi name
Inspector Long John
the bumper me jook jook jook
Weh yo want gyal Tek wine tek stab
Jook blang bing bang Shift tang stiff strong
Donkey kong long john stand Ching bong
Chinese
that my foe mack
Wearing out ya do mat I'm hurting commercialised acts
It's a wrap pull the curtain
Long John be long gone
I pop shit and pop more
acts
It's a wrap pull the curtain, Long John be long gone
I pop shit and pop more bottles than Sean Don
I got chip, I'm just too ghetto like Banton
Mike
Montana, were the lighter?
This Bitch right here gang
Long live John, Long live LG, aye Montana, I'm Finna gone light it
Shit, go ahead, nothing,
I got a secret if you can keep it between us
I tuck two nina's under my jeans, either side of my penis
Under my long johns, under my Sean Johns
One
long stick
I'm the rap game John Wick
Real snakes nowadays don't hiss
They up in your face, they give you a kiss
Be calling you friend, be telling you
arms so strong
And kisses he gave her one two three
Said weep no more my own true love
I am your long lost John Riley
Said weep no more my own true
up all in his arms
And kisses gave her one, two and three
Then weep no more, my own true love
I am your long lost John Riley
Saying weep no more, my
bodies supple
And now they kiss goodnight, but tomorrow they'll be thinking
All day long, all day long
Geraldine and John
See the happy couple, so
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