Lyrics:
Please nørd ditch en high five
Gi oss sprit først
Jeg har kakekropp og en åtte pack
I bakvendtland der du ekke wack
Jeg er Franklin ifra Powerpack
Med Ed
én a Johnny Castle-öd
Csak a fények, a zene tesz boldoggá
De gyere velem hívtam a Boltot már
És ha megszűnnek a dobok és ha fent van a lázam
És azt
and said, "Murcielago"
Paid to be on TV
I was just seein' myself on Bravo
Slick hair a white boy and
He look like Johnny Bravo
Wanted to be a drugpin
So you
Un bleus qui fait couler du sang, un ado' mourant dans la G.à.V
Et méfie-toi d'l'eau qui dort et du muet dans l'braquage
À vouloir être légendaire,
fiscaliste et mon écuyer
Dans la salle de sport ça pue l'bédo, dans la salle de sport ça pue l'bédo
En marche arrière, v'là les barrières, sur ta carrière,
J'veux être une légende, marquer ma génération et tout casser comme Johnny
Qu'on s'rappelle de moi comme un vrai rajel
Qu'ce soit dans l'quartier ou dans
pops, I ain't talking no wristband
I could've text out and done me a quick two
Them niggas so prang they're slapping they shit bands
And Johnny text
verslaafd aan deze shit
Net een Johnny aan de wit
Elke beat waarop ik spit
Ik moet het killen, moet verslinden, kan niet vallen voor een bitch
M’n ogen
オレが JOHNNY ASTRO
これ聞きゃわかるぜ
WHO'S THA NEXT V.O.?
B-O-A! YOU CAN ACT LIKE
YOU DON'T KNOW (OH!)
WHAT'S LOVE GOT TO DO?...
3月にわかる... MISMATCH な感覚...
gâchée, où est mon z'am?
308 ça sent le roussi, c'est Johnny qui les vesqui
J'vais faire des euros, j'reviens en Testarossa
Hier soir j'étais en khabta
no response, damn been through a lot fam
And all I'm searching for is peace up on the blocks and
All I see is murder Dope fiends and Johnny law
'sti fringuelli che fanno i monelli (boy)
Vieni qua (poi)
Parlami di gang
Sta roba è macellaio Five Points
Non vengo dal blocco
E non ho spazio,
3 ans je serais même plus fort que Booba!
5 ans dans une cave à forger mon écriture
Bicrave par nécessité, rêvant de petites coupures
J'irais
to five still just under paid
I'm getting paid and pay bills on the same day, broke as shit
On my last two dollars, Johnny Taylor shit
To put this poetry
never mek dem dah way deh
Jah Jah never mek dem dah way deh
Johnny Wonder
Chorus
A red eye mek nuff man gone
A greedy mek nuff man gone
True sweets
délits, on viendra même rafaler devant la mairie
Tes rappeurs sont H24 en trans' sur ma ie-v
Une punchline en plein dans la tête, j'suis la vérité
C'est
since my Honda Civic got rusty
And my girl said that she love me, it's funny
Just thinkin' back, study hard for that nine-to-five
Like I thought that I
donné les moyens
Hold-up, T-Max 5.30, nul me voit arriver
Plus fiable que l'amitié
Entouré d'grands ours j'brille plus que Galilée
J'arrive sur scène,
One more drink 'fore he split town,
Pulled up in a rose pink cadillac
He was singin' with the top down girl from the north,
Dylan and Johnny
And how in that hell that they called Suvla bay
We were butchered like lambs at the slaughter
Johnny Turkey was waiting, he primed himself well
of old blind horses hides'
We had four million barrels of bones
We had five million hogs
six million dogs
Seven million barrels of porter
We had eight
you back, to the problem and hand and understand
She need to learn and learn to take command
Trapped inside a 4 to5 prison called her home
All alone
that sound shake it around your mind , mind , mind
Johnny and Eddie and me and Jimmy and Jack
Are gonna do a little number on the teacher when she
But you want puppy loving and 5 orgasms til' the night is through,
But it won't happen!
'cause' I can't explain this with you...
OK, its up now we
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