Lyrics:
It's about style
It's about cool
Long haired trucker caps and country roots
Yeah it's a feeling that you get
From suicide doors and Johnny Cash
a major attraction
A boy and a girl were draining their beers
He said "Stalin was a weatherman to start his career
And Johnny Cash was in the service
they been robbin' banks
Cause they name drop Johnny Cash and they name drop poor old Hank
Hey pretty boy in the baseball hat
You couldn't hit
astro-Johnny Cash flow in an Astro van
Kicking rhymes in the back to our final destination but it's not on the map
You attack, but it's a little known fact
That
[verse 1]
Driving with a yellow dog, I95
He's got a smile on his face and big shiny eyes
Up at a decent hour, never ate yet
Got a little Johnny Cash
Parody of Jackson by Johnny Cash (G. Rogers/E. Weeler), Bexhill Music Corp. (ASCAP)/Quarter Music Inc. (ASCAP)
New lyrics by Cledus T. judd and Chris
And a little bit of faith that one day, they just might come true
I'm a lucky man
As long as I got this old guitar
I'll be
Johnny Cash in my backyard
Playin'
left us
Passed on down to heaven no longer with us
Johnny Cash, JFK, that guy in the Stones
Lou Gehrig, Einstein, and Joey Ramone
Have I convinced
mama jama
Tall kid with the hoopa hypa lipta-gramma
Watch out yo it's time for MC bashin'
Got more loot than my man Johnny Cash and
I'm hard like
Ray Cyrus, John Michael Montgomery, and Joe Diffie.
He saw Johnny Cash on MTV,
Bought a new new toupee, said: "That's the place for me."
He done
lipta-gramma
watch out yo it's time for MC bashin'
got more loot than my man Johnny Cash and
I'm hard like a 360 twice jam
ask Dr. Dre and Ed
Hello, I'm Johnny Cash
Well, the pigeons ate the wedding rice
And exploded somewhere over San Antonio
I picked up the newlyweds and asked them
I like the smell of petrol
I love the taste of booze
But I hate my love for you
Yeah I hate my love for you
I like Johnny Cash singing "A Boy Named
I know life is good when you have money
And I know bout tuff times cause we neva have it
No quick cash you could call me Johnny Cash, (Aye)
Money
é só Flash , roupa mais cara, vida de chefe (hey uh), bato na sua bunda e jogo cash , gostou da minha letra e me chamou de Johnny Cash , otários não
will mash
If you ain’t got that jukebox on Johnny Cash
Well, a redneck loves his truck, loves his woman, loves to shoot a buck
Four by fours slinging
on the dash
Murdered out stang
Man in black, Johnny Cash
Pedal to the floor
Gave that bitch whiplash
She so bad, she some fun
Her Onlyfans be her income
thought are you dead
'Cause they guessed he might of been a bit of a terrorister
Does this bomb look big in this bag then but we love Biggy, Johnny Cash
gât să fii țigancă
Dansează goală până dimineață
Te-am văzut deja că ești udă toată
Suge-i luleaua lui Madăfucka
Johnny, Johnny Cash și tragem coca
Fishermans Friend, ora fresh
Corro, sembro Grant Gustin in the flash
Ascolto rock, Johnny Cash
Un po’ reggae, dopo pop, Johnny Nash
Rap master refresh
Dopo
Shoes cost me double that
Gucci up on my waistline and I'm walking it like Johnny Cash
On the gas you can see my stock
Contagious never stops
Cabbage
sometimes I take ol' Johnny's cash
Quick as it comes it can go
You wanna know how I know?
Repeat Chorus
(Verse 2)
There's ghosts in all them houses down
TIME'S UP
D
I'VE NEVER BEEN TO HOTEL CALIFORNIA
A
I'LL NEVER WALK THE LINE WITH JOHNNY CASH
G D
STILL TRYING TO GET
crossed
She burn through me like fire
Or five shots
Still learning how to walk the line,
So I can make that Johnny Cash
If I ever learn to fly,
I would
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