Lyrics:
Kentucky)
They're drinking bourbon by the batch (By the batch)
I walk that line because you love me (Love me baby)
And I wanna be your Johnny Cash, Johnny
- Words and Music by Lee Pockriss and Lyn Duddy
(Johnny Angel, Johnny Angel, Johnny Angel, Johnny Angel)
You're an angel to me
Johnny Angel,
nigga, I get it, yeah, I'm on the way
Tip of the Texas, yeah, there's no delay
Told him I need that piece by Johnny Dang
Down in the valley, you know we
One time
Huhh, all up in ya like a bone when I
Johnny Blaze, the Iron Lung
Foxy Brown, the ill na na (yeah, see'mon, yeah, see'mon)
Destination
facts
I know they mad thats in the past
No I ain't Johnny I stay with the Cash
Don't play with me play with a Bag
Keeping it G aint shit sweet
Yo pockets
annoying is that annoying as Poison and the birth of rap
This is the Boys To Men Album meets Johnny Cash ain't no boys on this album only Nash
A boy who
Immature, yeah I always cried
Me and John both wanted to make an album so we just compromised
We meet in the middle and we're criticized
All that talk, all
it
I'ma kill it
I tried to tell 'em
Get the yellow tape
Get them body bags
All black wardrobe nigga
Johnny Cash
Anytime that the Doc is the buildin'
I need you love in every way
I need your strength to make me great
I've been so wrong
Am I too late?
Just hold me like Johnny Cash
When I lost
cash, I’ma hustle everyday
I was always taught, I ain’t gon’ never get my way
We gon’ put a nine, uh, r-i-p to K
I had a album that was made, and two
which song should be
Released as a single
From his sophomore album, Dreams
Worth More Than Money
Which he's scheduled to complete within the
Week because
do you feel?
Comin' up as a nigga in the cash game
Livin' in the fast lane, ah, for real
Love the way you activate your hips and push your ass out
do you feel?
Comin' up as a nigga in the cash game
Livin' in the fast lane, ah, for real
Love the way you activate your hips and push your ass out
Intro: Method Man
One time...
Huhh, all up in ya like a bone when I...
Johnny Blaze, the Iron Lung
Foxy Brown, the Ill Na Na (yeah, c'mon, yeah,
Weezy by here
And I love to see you do so
I love my coupe blow on them deuce-o's
I love a cute ho and you probably love her all right, girl
He
Church bottleneck
Hah
I'm that new age, Johnny Cash
Nasty chip up on my shoulder
Pick your favorite country rapper
Everybody know I'm golden
Got
cause my vocals makin cash
[ CHORUS ]
(The Rapper Dana Dane, what time is it?)
She's on the record's jock, she doesn't love me
(The Great Dana Dane,
abroad, I take it with me to the hotel
Got hit by the cash, now I’m looking all luxury
Thought I was untalented, till I made a discovery
TooFaced hides
I seem to be struck by you
I wanna make you move, because you're standing still
Walk the line, Johnny show me what your cash can do
Top gun, think I'm
plain
Old black extensions
Just a T-shirt about carbon
"I always thought that by the time
I put out a third album, i would want
To come back to natural
of the slums
With a shot that go, for twisted metal for cash flow
React slow nigga and get, P.L.O
By the lone gunner, who took revenge for his brother
Who got
Whew
Okay bye Lil uzi cause they know I gotta blast
I'm no country singer but I'm making Johnny Cash
Bye Lil uzi cause they know I gotta blast
I'm
And that's why you're my sunshine, darling
Even when it rains, when it rains
I need my little baby by my side
I'll be your Johnny Cash if you walk my line
people in the world who are listening
(tell 'em)
I have a friend named Johnny D
His band is Tin Tree Factory
Everything he does is gold to me
And it's
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