Lyrics:
Old John, look at you now
Stuck here without a crown
You're drinking to feel something else
Old John, it's been so long
Old John, driving around in
I'm running with the bag like we doing track
And you waiting by your phone trynna get a match
Look at my drip whoa diamonds they shine like a disco
Glocks and the beams with me (Great John beats, baby)
Look, look
(Great John on the beat by the way)
Tell 'em, "Bust a move," got them things
is young John from the Isle of Man
And I think he's a fine young man
O send him down the saucy clown
O send him down unto me
For if he thinking
and zombies
President Mugabe holding guns to innocent bodies
In Zimbabwe
They make John Pope seem Godly
Sacrilegious and blasphemous
In my lifetime I look
"Can you get me breakfast?
Oh and John's here too, you remember John?
He's the one I was sleeping with while you were gone?
He's hungry too, so if you
some gots to have it
Kill or be killed
Only time will reveal
I think by myself
And I drink by myself
From 9-8 until
Let me know it's real son if it's
[ENGINEER, CHRIS AND JOHN]
The heat is on in Saigon
[JOHN]
But 'til they tell us we're gone
I'm gonna buy you a girl
[CHRIS]
You can buy me a beer
[MIMI]
is run by aliens!
If you don't believe me just ask your tele-vheezy!
Watch them how they pump and squeezy!
Because it's so greasy when eating peoples'
tree
Christmas tree, oh ooh oh, oh yeah
{piano solo by Dr. John}
Ooh, yeah, oh
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, oh
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah
[Dr. John]
St.
about changes and it's about time
It's about peace and it's about plenty and it's about time
It's about you and me together and it's about time
Words by
a baby in a stable, by an unknown father,
Who, me, jelous, what do ya mean!, I'm a material girl too, I've been on MTV, once, I made a video with Mick
got to work
We stick to the streets my shell toe's Velcro
There I go wearing wool standing with scarecrow
why'all niggas barely move me
Till
I am the E, that's who I be
Look around and see all the Lord has done
I'm here representing the G.O.D.
I am the E, that's who I be
Look around
himself that we're next up
So gone keep yo head up
Even when you're fed up
Aye, look baby mama trippin' been a week since I kissed her
Shawty still trippin
I preach my dear friends you are about to receive on john barley
Corn, nicotine and the temptations of eve.
[john doesn't sing/say this first
a traitor
Hold on, 5 in 1 that's a Voltron
Feel so proud, I might go lion
Can't stop playin my old songs
Homies hit me like "Yo John"
8 more stanzas, I
and zombies
President Mugabe holding guns to innocent bodies
In Zimbabwe
They make John Pope seem Godly
Sacrilegious and blasphemous
In my lifetime I look
and Griselda
Servin' with my nina, cookin' good Christina Aguilera
In that cherry-red Beamer, champagne two-seater
Limo tint, John Cena
Yo
It's me behind
yard (Sideways)
And motherfuck the camera time, I need family time (Yeah)
I need "go see Uncle John in Atlanta" time (John)
I'll probably never get
I'm kneelin'
Black and white lamb like a pilgrim
We put the north on the map
Pump by the head of the couch
Money took me different routes
I got a 9
unfathomed
Look inside and we fly like eagle To the skies up high whenever we go
Lose yourself and become another John Doe And Never be afraid to let go
See that's a little Don Juan game
All across your chest like Sean John's name
Niggas tryna figure out since Kan' came
Who the rookie of the year:
Me
It's that time of year again
Y'all gon' be like, "Why this nigga startin' off like that?"
Disrespectful
Rap Up 2019
(Great John on the beat, by
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