Lyrics:
Things to do when angry, young and bored
Johnny was only a lad
Johnny hates the scene
First he hit an old man
Then he hit and run Pauline
The record
knocked by the ops and he signed a deal
Fuck how Johnny feel cause if Johnny Gill
The streets don't care if Johnny killed
His family do, that's sad and true
a plan, before the sucker got up
I knew that if he got me I'd be in the lock up
But it wasn't me that hit him, it was the Johnny Jump Up
Well the next
I need a milly, times it by five
Actually ten
We on a streak, letter and Johnny
We at it again
Run it back, run it back, run it back
I need a queen,
lights out
Coming with constant hits
Like I'm sponsored by Mayweather
If she wants it to rain
Bro I may wet her
cll my tracks coming hot
Like May weather
out! The Homecoming Queen's got a gun!"
Everybody run
The Homecoming Queen's got a gun
Everybody run
The Homecoming Queen has got a gun
Debbie's
Jonnhy
Johnny
Johnny
Johnny
Whip
Whip
Whip
Whip
Johnny Test
Whip that boy I hit him in his chest
Pussy boy I'm comin for yo mothafuckin' neck
Johnny
out! The Homecoming Queen's got a gun!"
Everybody run
The Homecoming Queen's got a gun
Everybody run
The Homecoming Queen has got a gun
Debbie's
close
Asking "what is that smell?"
Johnny Varvatos I spray my cologne
(Bitch!)
Yuh (yuh)
Johnny Varvatos
(Yuh, ay)
Johnny Varvatos
(Yuh, okay)
Johnny
got All these bad girls on me
When the hell did these girls want me
Flaunting I'm just stunting
Home run hits bitch There's no bunting
It's nothing
I
Stranger came and pulled a gun
Grabbed her by the arm said
"If you do what I tell you to
There won't be any harm"
And Johnny said, "Take my money
Take
Stranger came and pulled a gun
Grabbed her by the arm said
"If you do what I tell you to
There won't be any harm"
And Johnny said, "Take my money
Take
the nude
And I won't stop till ten to noon
Passed out by a mailbox, missing a shoe
Crush a pill, roll a bill, snort it up, how you feel
Shroomed up, tripped
bout that action, I'll put that Glizzy to his neck
I just hit a lick, these diamonds hittin'
I might go to Johnny
Know this shit just in me, you'll
Stranger came and pulled a gun
He grabbed her by the arm
Said, if you do what I tell you to
There, there won't be any harm
And Johnny said, take my
motherfuckers better run and hide
You worthless, you have no purpose, fuckin' imposter
You gots to get it through your head
You won't ever get no handout
handling
I like when opps die, kick his candling
That blower hit you get to dismantling
I'm all in her spine, she smacking things
Tryna run away, I pull her
back with johnny richter
Stay high like snoop dogg u get da picture redman,
Cypress hill, x-clan got blunts dawg we plan kottonmouth
To live so light it
Joooooonez!
Yo! Johnny! Jonez! Streaux! Let's go!
Hunh
The cat's in the cradle, platinum spoon
I'm eating off a king's table
Surpassed Cain now
face
Tell me where did he go, I want to know
Where did Johnny go?
It says, "Picture unavailable" right here
More than sad, it makes me mad to know
Litty
Bikelyfe X We Run The City
Yeah yeah we ride you see the X we ride it’s What -U- Need we ride YOU KNOW!!
All my niggas bike LYFE 4 wheelers dirt
for your country."
"They're standing up, waiting to see if Maris is going to hit number 61"
"Godspeed, John Glenn."
"Happy birthday, Mr.
then I fuck on my side piece
Stay by myself, cuz these niggas be slimy
We gon' fold his ass, no origami
I give her the test, like Johnny
She give me
hit
Somethin'
Maybe just fate, but the blades hit
The 'copter went up in flames
And Johnny never went marching home
Johnny never went marching home
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