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guaranteed to rock and spread love
Super educated from above
MC guaranteed to hold you just like a glove
I'm not Johnny Bench
But I hit yo' ass with
Christina waits on tables
And Clara bills cafe
Now she's waitin' on a bench for Johnny
At the end of another hard day
Hey, hey, he just got paid
pickels, I'm fancy man like tickles LIKE (the french) 
Not Johnny but like a Bench I press on like glue 
I stand like Lee while you stagger like Lee 
Most
lock me up

Oh, don`t hand me Johnny`s pup mama
As I might squeeze him too tight
I`m havin` crazy dreams again mama
So let me tell you `bout last
let 'em lock me up 

Oh, don't hand me Johnny's pup mama 
As I might squeeze him too tight 
I'm havin' crazy dreams again mama 
So let me tell you
Johnny's never alone
He has the busiest phone
Almost every other day
A new girl will say
[2nd chorus:]
He's not so good in the house but on a bench in
Johnny was bashful and shy. 
Nobody understood why, 
Mary loved him, 
All the other girls passed him by. 
Every one wanted to know
How she could
'em lock me up

Oh, don't hand me Johnny's pup, mama
'Cause I might squeeze him too tight
I'm havin' crazy dreams again, mama
So let me tell you
Don't hand me Johnny's pup mama
'Cause I might squeeze him too tight
Havin' crazy dreams again mama
So let me tell you 'bout last night
I woke up in
Cracked windshield that I super-glued
Crumpled-up cans and a beat up bag of Red Man chew
Fix-a-flat, Johnny Cash box set
Half a dozen parking
the george to me, Mama
I might squeeze him too tight
And I'm as nervous as can be, Mama
So let me tell you 'bout last night

I woke up in Johnny's room,
spent
Behind a cage bent smoked out on a park bench
Killer instinct slave rap niggas get lynched

So yo break that nigga arm fast as a fuck
Tell Ra,
down with Johnny Cousin know as use at a jam
So to hell with Anne McMahon & Tom McCan
J-Ski is the box, farmers is the street
Signing
Disappeared for a year now I'm back y'all

So get down with the entrepreneur of funk
Not a sloppy fat punk or a Shaolin monk
Ain't down with Johnny cousin know
What I'm droppin' is the right way, I got em' guessin' what I might say
Go bananas like Johnny Drama and Andrew Dice Clay
Since the 9th grade Webby's
bench
Killer instinct slave rap niggaz get lynched

So yo break that nigga arm fast as a fuck
Tell Ra, Goldie left my beige jacket in his truck
Mami, don't front, go down, hit it up

 I'm like the New Edition, Don, Ralph, Bobby, and Mike
 Not even Ricky "Rapper" Johnny can stand the rain
to the farthest
Region on my rocketship
Now y'all MC's can eat my starter
See the crew I rep is Quannum
y'all the bench, we the starters
We the meal, the main
lately
Sure some fans will hate me
Still see bugs crawling on me
That's how I think of scabies
Miss don't hate the player
I'm on the bench now
But
[Nelly]
I'm like a New Edition; y'all not Ronnie Bobby and Mike
Not even Ricky Ralph or Johnny, instead it rain tonight
Is this the end? Damn right I,
up
Mami don't frown go down eat it up!I'm like a new edition
Ya'll don't know how to party right
Not even rigga rapping Johnny, instead it rain
not Ronnie Bobby and Mike
Not even Ricky Ralph or Johnny, instead it rain tonight
Is this the end? Damn right I, turn out like Ike
Until Vanessa Del

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