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to wash my cloths

I remember one Saturday night
We had fried fish and Johnny-cakes
I remember one Saturday night
We had fried fish and Johnny-cakes
to wash my cloths

I remember one Saturday night
We had fried fish and Johnny-cakes
I remember one Saturday night
We had fried fish and Johnny-cakes
to wash my cloths

I remember one Saturday night
We had fried fish and Johnny-cakes
I remember one Saturday night
We had fried fish and Johnny-cakes
Wearin' last years possum belt
Smack dab in the Mississippi Delta

Have me a little that Johnny cake
A little bit of that apple pan dowdy
Pickin them
Diamonds Diamonds on my watch
Diamonds Diamonds on my chain
Iced Iced Iced up like the boy Johnny Dang
Every Every where I go they be lookin at me
"Your presence is requested," wrote little Johnny White,
"But with is invitation, there is a stipulation,
When you attend this party, you'll be
She left him at the altar
Smashed her wedding cake
And she stripped off her long white dress
Then her sexy lingerie
And she kissed Father Joseph
fire, when Johnny Storm 

I'm shocking like live wire - you have been warned 

I prolong this next chamber, to make it strong 

And prove all them
gravy
You can eat 'em with beans, pinto or navy
Put 'em on the side, put 'em in the middle
Home grown tomato on a hot cake griddle

Home grown
puts the little plastic bobbins on the Christmas cakes

Butchers' assistants and bellhops
You've had them all here and there
Children of God and their
Round the pole see her big butt twirl
Electric beaches skin do bake
Vanilla fudge and wedding cake
If you should die before you wake
You got any last
really watch my will
And I’ll eat more salad and a lot less cake
I’ll sing all serious songs and not these silly tunes
Well, I hope I don’t grow up any
cakes, we never half-baked
Alaskan, sexcapade, push your new court dates
Trauma, hands is like candy canes, lay my balls on ice
The branches in my weed
on a hot cake griddle

[Chorus]

If I could change this life I lead
I could be Johnny Tomato Seed
I know what this country needs
It's home grown
glorious
We have weed in our cakes and Oreo's
Believe me though, death upon your Marlboro
You want my roll, on someone you hardly know
This Marley grow,
Sucker censor me, if you feel glorious
We have weed in our cakes and Oreo's
Believe me though, death upon your Marlboro
You want my roll, on someone you
guest room with four dimes
And you-G. had a master headache
Him and Genius flew back from, Uganda black, gettin' that cake
Where Divine at? Wine
smooth as johnny gill
Gill, my my my, I pack steel
So back off softie, here's a ice cream cone
Put down the microphone
Thank you, right about now I'm
up when I take a huge hit
Of that bong biggie bong diggity dank dank shit
Johnny Richter don't quit out the one two three 
Take so many bong hits you
like a real nigga should
1hunnid, stay true
Let 'em know, tell them muhfuckas we made it

Yeah, tell them muhfuckas we made it
Johnny Blue, tell
each other, feeling on me while tongue and each other
Wow, it's a wonderful thing
To have a pretty female under each wing
The cake can prob'ly Pollie,
See ya upon each other, feeling on me while tongue'n each other
Wow! it's a wonderful thing 
To have a pretty female under each wing
The cake can
To these niggas in the hood, Johnny B. Goode
Or he be gone yeah
The struggle goes on, you've been warned
PLO from here to Lebanon
How many bombs must we
fishes
Niggas watch your bitches

You know Mack pop fly bitch
No Johnny Gill 'round my bitch
Bye Bye bitch
Fuck that red dress on, get a head step
You can find me where the thugs be at, club be at
A fact, I love women, 'cause they love me back
The name's Johnny, they used to call me sucker for

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