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a country boy named Johnny B. Goode Who never ever learned to read or write so well But he could play a guitar just like a-ringin' a bell Go, go Go, Johnny,
talking Kaiser but I'm on a roll Way back, I'ma lay back, when I wave that Make 'em crave that, when I say I'm Junie B. bad Sang that, when I say that, hold
about them kinda things twice. Now you got your man an' right on your hand is that 2.2 Marquis. Now for me, it looks like Plan B. Well, I won't say
the tears from her happiness Her own little son name 'o Johnny B. Goode Was gonna make some motion pictures out in Hollywood Bye, bye, bye, bye Bye,
Eu acho que vai dar b. o Tá na cara essa menina é de menor Eu acho que vai dar b. o Pago pra ver mas acho que vai dar b. o Sai de casa sem
B. I. L. L. I. E. H. O. L. I. D. A. Y. B. I. L. L. I. E. H. O. L. I. D. A. Y. B. I. L. L. I. E. H. O. L. I. D. A. Y. B. I. L. L. I. E. H. O. L. I. D.
Z dance c'est z. u. m. b. a Quiero bailar la salsa Au club c'est toi qui fait le show Cardio latino Z dance c'est z. u. m. b. a Du kuduro a la
I pray like Aretha Franklin Nothing, oh nothing Because baby, baooo I'm a would be W. O. O. D. I'm a would be would be B. E. E. Z. There's
lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode Who never ever learned to read or write so well But he could play a guitar just like a-ringin' a bell Go,
Bye Bye Bye Bye Bye Bye Bye Bye Bye Bye Johnny Bye Bye Johnny B. Goode I said Bye Bye Bye Bye I said Bye Bye Bye Bye I said Bye Bye Johnny Bye Bye
[Intro - Peedi Crakk] P., P. Crakk Cocaine B., B. Mack is back Chad, Chad West on track [Chorus 1 - Peedi Crakk] I Gotta Have It! Shot out
the tears from her happiness Her own little son name 'o Johnny B. Goode Was gonna made some motion pictures out in Hollywood Bye, bye, bye, bye Bye, bye, bye,
Und wenn nicht, geh zu Johannes B. Kerner Auf dem Weg Richtung Sonne Es wird immer wärmer Die Reichen noch reicher Die Armen noch ärmer Was ist
lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode He never ever learned to read or write so well But he could play the guitar just like a ringing a bell Go go Go
a jig. You've gotta be as busy as a bee To be a Mister B. I. G. And if you want some dig-dig-dignity, You've gotta dig, dig, dig, dig, dig for your
the brown sticky nigga bout to please you With this ketchup, watch I'll wet ya Ain't no gettin up cause your in a mess bro Chorus: [Mo B. Dick] Just
Mo B. Dick: I'm sittin in a room full of hoes with some sexy ass bodies Smokin on the cess,playin dominoes.Ain't fuckin wit nobody I'm scopin em out
Sail the tv round the swimming pool I want my name in lights a la johnny b. goode Be an all night loon like a ronnie wood Don't read the writing
lived a country boy name of Johnny B. Goode Who never ever learned to read or write so well, But he could play the guitar like ringing a bell. Go Go,
B. Goode El nunca aprendió a leer o a escribir bien pero tocando la guitarra como todo un rey Go go Go Johnny go Go Johnny go, go Go Johnny go, go
Refrão: Os 4 Elementos a Cultura tá unida, D.j, B. Boy, Grafite, o Mc trazendo vida! Os 4 Elementos a Cultura tá unida, viva o Hip-Hop Cultura e
a country boy named Johnny B. Goode Who never ever learned to read or write so well But he could play a guitar just like a-ringin' a bell Go go Go Johnny go
Well! The rock-a-beatin' boogie, b. o. o. g. i. e.! Well !, rockin' to the rhythm of the rock-a-beatin' boogie Dancin' to the rhythm
Baby, was ist los? Ich hab doch gerade erst angefangen B. b. b. b. b. baaaybe. Ja du machst mich so crazy! Ne Flasche Belvedera, wir beide machen Joga
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