Lyrics:
A jolly Shoemaker was Hobbs, John Hobbs
A jolly Shoemaker John Hobbs
He married Miss Carter
No lady was smarter
But he caught a tartar
Did Hobbs
motor cooled down
The heat went down)
That was Huckle Berry's recording
The Moter Cooled Down
This is John Cameron
Cameron again
I believe
A meal like that, yo, we never ate
Then we met Brian and the Microdot crew
Martin Matt and John Plateaux [or] John Platt too
Adrenalin village was
blows and jabs
Hopin sad mopin mad before the scabs nobody told me that...
[Hook w/ 2Pac sample from "Keep Ya Head Up"]
The blacker the berry the sweeter
Berry Roden, Jim Roden,
Will Carter,
Jim Packard,
John Packard,
Moses Johnson…
motor cooled down
The heat went down)
That was Huckle Berry's recording
The Moter Cooled Down
This is John Cameron
Cameron again
I believe
a penny
Ask me how I'm doin now I'm married to the benji
No Tyler Perry
She hit my phone on the black black, Berry
Want me to hit it from the back back
Word around town
Word around town I ain't never turning down
Word around town I just bought a house
Word around town I got Versace berry couch
Word
where's Halle Berry
My squad undefeated
Because I ain't with the losing like a booty on Biggie
And she got to stay juicy
Uh
I been a bad boy since Martin
a nut, while she callin' me Denzel
But oh well, get it Halle Berry, get it Halle Berry, get it
Two can play the games in a fantasy thing
And only five
(Chris Farren/Jeffrey Steele/John Hobbs)
I'm all right, I'm okay
And I'll live to fight for another day
'Cause I've got hope and that's enough
shit
Cause I'll let you have it
I'm something like John Wick
I just need a Halle
Talkin berry no storm shit
Don't test my performance
My numbers still
But I no go leave you cry alone
Leave you
You are you are you are all I own
Defend you like John Terry
Baby m omo berry
Love no be tom and jerry
I
attend It: Chapter Two
Talkin' of chapters let's talk Chapter 3
John Wick Parabellum what else could it be?
(True) Should I empty out 20 bottles
pull a Michael Vick, when I attack you with my dogs
Fast and furious, Shaw and Hobbs
cll hail, & kneel like Kaepernick
Got grip like a pit
cll black,
lengthy but
We still a ask for guidance from the faker them that friendly
No bother temp we have some killers live a SaintE
6 St John's Road from 90 to 30
John, go away
What about my
Used to be sort of influenced by Elvis in the old days, I think
Really?
Yeah, used to love him
What about my book, then?
But now
John has his work cut out on the next one
As he takes his guitar on
And off his neck and
Pulls the harmonica in and out of his face
Harp it's
Your drive like White Bronco, my drive like John Elway
These Happy Days, and I pop my collar like Fonz, yeah
Drop a line on my Moms, yeah
Chase round
John free dat boy rozaay
They done locked my brother Pizz on da mob free da gang
Nigga screaming fuck 12 free my niggas out that jam quick
Berry B my
Sip my jungle juice
She say it taste good
Taste like berry fruit
Bae gone chew me up
Call ha juicy fruit
They like the way I move
Crash like
C'était nouveau ville sur les pick-up
Blouson noir, brillantine et make-up, allez
Le temps d'une chanson ils se prenaient
Pour Presley, Berry
And I'm John wick I Always Always gotta be this sick
And I got my Pit don't
Pick a fight with a lunatic
When I move in silence like Rick all u
when I fuck you I eat the panty too
Hair style like Penny Penny
Beauty babe like Helly Berry
She suck it up like Black Berry
She a porn star, and amazing
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