Lyrics:
makes his loudest statements
Standing in the litter box
He sleeps on all my shelves
And throws my books about the house
It doesn't sound like prose
When
calling for a change
I'm not calling for a change
Do it all again
Do it all again
Well lets take it all back to what we really know
Lands end to john
don't challenge me with them simple styles
I'll have your crew sayin WHO like some Temple Owls
I'm like John Stockton, I don't even have to score
I just
hear the clink of chains
Some boys are shouting out the Avenida
Magnolia they can even spell your name right
I'm gonna meet you at Napoleon House
I'm
Niggas bendin in two's while y'all watch the news
John Walsh, wash me up, you're crazy
Havin my face captured 180
Can't go there, ain't havin that, man,
the pit
And what we got for the pain was more John Wayne
And anything else that they saw fit
Because when they needed to break resistance
house
Wit a gallon of gas to douse
Light a flame an flush 'em out
Every slug count
Miss an get your stripes took
Nigga this is real life wit real
died, late last July / He got the house and the plane / And now he just laughs and smokes his coke all day / From New York to Tokyo / Its all about
I drive by your house its late / Your silhouette / In the window / I want to stand on your front lawn / With a radio / Playing our song / Like John
I'm on some shit they be on
Hidin' out in Lebanon
House with the intercom
Niggas is wild John to see the sinister on
Money like Maffia
[???]
just to make a living
Well he could sing those coffee house blues
Mississippi John made it look so easy
Cigarette behind his ear
His eye are
Baby she's nothin' less she can ride
I heard her say once she'd rather die
Then sit around the house and gettin' high
But baby she's nothin' less
yer never gonna dance again
Watch my baby shake she's up there on the stage harmony
And melody began the long times square
John got a room
mile ridin' dirty
168 I hate to jump back
So now I must add and subtract to pay the stack
Ill automobiles, V12's and meals
A half a million dollar house
[-Chorus number one. Two times]
[Third verse]
Eh. you got some money?
You better invest that
Cause nigga'll be all in your house like ?where the rest at??
door of the clubhouse, like, "What's up now?"
Scour the grout off they feet and making 'em walk the rough route
I'm sick of niggas wearing Sean-John
more than coro virus ehhen
Omo I taya to sit down house
Fuck you COVID
If no be you l for dey Turkey now dey blow weed
Dubai Trips Lamborghini just dey
the Gospel of John.
Yes, the Lord's my shepherd.
What could be better?
And my home is a mansion in His house forever.
Cool!
Death ain't nothing, so I'll not be
Sunlight fades to black
2 A.M. on Facebook
Now it's taking me back
House party vibes
Summer nights
All that
We had a blast
Ooooohhh
I know I can't be alone
world
My president's black, but i never cared
My house was foreclosed and nothing was spared
My kids are at school and not on the block
But that is
Aha, yeh, Tommy Smiley Indigo in the house
Man, she bad as hell and she knows it, bad as f**k my G
I’m about to get me some of that alright, because
can you give your full name and date of birth, please.
I'm John Ben-Wa Balls and i'm goin' up the walls
I went out with my mates to see the waterfalls
[Mishon (Doe Mac)]
I'm in the house by at least 6 o'clock (that's right)
Playstation until I drop (ha ha)
Even though I sing the fun don't stop
I'm still
Crunch nappy sack, sick homies who got my back
Dead bodies, handcuffs, and house rage
Two and the one up on that dope track, sportin gangsta brains
Me
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