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Upon his grave they dance
They were determined to blow him out
And so the papers read

That Johnny Smith was dead
A little girl asked why
And made
Upon his grave they dance
They were determined to blow him out
And so the papers read
That Johnny Smith was dead
A little girl asked why
And made
Stand By Your Man. That's what I'm talkin' about.

Dolly Parton, Loretta Lynn, Connie Smith, Johnny Paycheck, remember him - Take This Job and Shove It;
It's like this y'all it's like that y'all
It's like this y'all it's like that y'all
It's like this y'all it's like that y'all

[Parrish Smith
Twenty dollars out of momma's purse
Bought us a tank of gas some Redman tobacco
When we were just teenage kids
Me and my old buddy Johnny we'd go
timped down puffing looseys 

Drop the slick shit, nigga want to get with 

Swiss Smith, street cat strap ? 

Hook (2X) 

Erick Sermon: 

Black
Swiss Smith, street cat strap the ?

[Chorus: x 2] 

Black the Ripper, by barracks, cold like anemic 
Believe it, it takes years for y'all to achieve
Hey hey hey ya 
Hey hey hey ya 
Hey hey hey ya 
Hey hey hey ya 
Hey hey hey ya 
Hey hey hey ya 

Johnny Cash
And PBR
Jack Daniels
Nascar
range. I hear my Master's call
Yes, I am going home, boys, when the work's all done this fall

Fred, you take my saddle. Jim, you take my bed
Johnny, take
sings a song called Trouble Again
Josie wales says no wrong free call me
Wayne Smith, Peter Metro, and Charlie Chaplain
Early be, Coca Tea, Brigadier
Roll with the Hit Squad, stomp like the Go-Bots 
(Shiggedy shots bust) Parrish Smith rocks the spot 
Pumps em off the block, hits because my tune
It was the thirty first gathering of the 
Thompson's, Joneses, and Smiths
There were tables full of chicken 
Taters, collard greens, and grits
jabber
Mmm, you almost got me, but sucker I'm not a sucker
Better get on back
You pussy motherfuckers get the Will Smith smack
And I am not a fronter,
anyways 
I bumped into my neighbor Johnny Blaze 
Told me there's a bitch up the block who got more cock than AK's 
The bitch just moved in, in building
of how it is when you kick eight bars
And not rhyme once and still sound fly

Wheee, peekin at the Smith girl, sneakin out the backdoor
Leapin in
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
than Coca-Cola do
I'm built to last, up in that ass my crew makes all the noise
How you lookin like Emmitt Smith, runnin back to get your boys
Its do

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