Lyrics:
O.G. Bobby Johnson!
O.G. Bobby Johnson!
O.G. Bobby Johnson!
O.G. Bobby Johnson!
Word on the street I'm a suspect
Hangin' with the killers in
says "you."
Now he wouldn't let Jack Johnson on board
They said this ship don't haul no coal
Fare thee well Titanic,
Fare thee well.
It was
where we leaving many cases
Running 'round, man, but we never catch no cases
Give a fuck about what you say, kicking it with like two babes
Top off,
We like a great big Johnson
We like a great big Johnson
We like a great big Johnson
Big momma please don't give me drama 'bout my love hummer
If
– Lonnie Johnson]
Oh boy … [spoken words – Elmer Snowden]
You wanna hear that? [spoken words – Lonnie Johnson]
I don't think I'm familiar with it ...
a point that I'm a serious joint
You can roll me up and puff me, and then I'll anoint
Your head with oil lots of oil
Make it run like water, watch it
yeah, yeah, hello already... what?... Well, yeah?... Ah, are you kidding... ? You're not kidding... a mountain... ? With a tree growing off of its
melon in now
With a pistol so big yo it could lift
A hippo and knock an elephant down
Akh, I punch a lot, I'm tellin' you now
And that fake-ass ice that
got unpaid debts, we've come to collect
We're gonna kill you with hatred, without any respect
We'll mock you and shock you and we'll put it in your
hear the news
My car it has been commandeered by the rebels at Dunluce,
We'll give you a receipt for it, all signed by Captain Barr
And when Ireland gets
a ho down
It's a party at Colt crib baby come by
You wanna saddle up I'll give you one try
And you a cowgirl so I know you know
How to hold
love me like the Old Messy
And I still fuck with my Point bitches but them hoes messy
Before you claim the goat you gotta score the goals Messi
Funk
Alright, before we get it started
Before we did 'Smoke two joints', that was Jack from the Toys
And that song 'Rivers Of Babylon'
Was written by
Alright, before we get it started
Before we did 'smoke two joints', that was Jack from the Toys
And that song 'Rivers Of Babylon'
Was written by
Ain't no love in Oakland, bitch
Niggas always talkin bout 'I love you'
But ain't no love, bitch
Now it's a shame, I can't be saved by John
funky with the heartbeat props, y'all
(Heartbeat props!)
It's time to get busy with the heartbeat props
(We're giving heartbeat props)
I give my man
Hello children
Black Jack Johnson NYC, R-O-C-K-I-N-G
Sun and the moon, earths, stars, and planets
Before song done y'all goin' all understand it
P-phone
I gotta be slamming, gotta be coming
And you know we smoke weed
We don't fuck with embalming
Cause that shit bad for a G like me
I guess I represent
P-phone
I gotta be slamming, gotta be coming
And you know we smoke weed
We don't fuck with embalming
Cause that shit bad for a G like me
I guess I represent
boogie
While you're bangin' on ya baby OG's (bang)
That's why I flip the script to the boogie bang bang
And if I'm bangin', it's with D-P-G
They say,
I'm a joke
I just wanted to talk, give him a pep, see
(Pepsi) but he too busy tryin'
To find the Coke i flare 'matics
You reach it'll frighten niggas
G
You's a dime, I'm a key
Thun, thun straight out of Sicily
Now, back to the stash crib
Joey Crack baggin' up cracks
One love, give 'em G
more, I just don't give a fuck.
So if you're thinking about coming and stepping to me,
keep this in mind: I'm a motherfucking O.G.
Snoop:
Lets
I gotta be slammin, gotta be comin
And you know we smoke weed
We don't fuck with embalmin
Cause that shit bad for a G like me
I guess I represent
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