Lyrics:
and fam fed up by me boy
Knock, knock shit, bet they lock the door
Engaged but headed 'round divorce
She caught it, check my child support
Make a nigga that
treat my balls like it's mistletoe
Fuck class, get cash by the truckload
Latest album with my dogs but the city closed
You in for a hell of a ride,
hometown I can't have now
Buy a building in cash, ain't puttin' half down
The hate used to get to me, I just laugh now
Yeah, they fuckin' with Jack now
oni mnie o zdjęcia proszą
I to moje brudne buty i skarpetki nie do pary
Yo moje życie jak spacer po linie
Czuję się jak Johnny Cash kiedy piszę linie
den Wagen in schwarz
In dem ich durch die Stadt fahre, nachts ohne Ziel
Letzte Johnny-Cash-Platte läuft ab auf Repeat
Hab’ noch Umwege vor mir,
allererster Kuss mit Zunge
Mein Bruder Erdin stiel auf Kombi dieses Gras jacked
Und mein allererster Johnny auf dem Parkdeck
Danke Mama, vallah, denn die
Olexesh aka Johnny Cash
Rauchen, feiern dis is Splash!
Go to the next, los trink auf ex
Vier Tage wach, lash
Hör mal kurz hin was n heftiger Text
(whole dick)
Yeah, real big drip (watch out, don't slip)
Lick on the tip (bitch, speak up)
She got big titties, no milk (cash cow)
We meet in bedroom
Castro
Them Donny Brasco's get Johnny Doj around they last holes
Keepin' em half froze, put in shiny boxes rockin' they last clothes
The cash close inside
play with with that
But watch me rock with Liberace flash
Punk rock the Clash, Boy Bands are trash
I like Johnny Cash and Grandmaster Flash
Oh, they
on stash
I used to crab the last, now I flow for dough, and I rhyme for cash
I'm glad to say goodnight to Johnny Carson
And brother where you rub it 'fore
the last, now I flow for dough and I rhyme for cash
I'm glad to say goodnight to Johnny Carson
And brother, where you rub it 'fore you catch the magic in
that lil young nigga
Been making moves
Cash bandit
Close call there go Johnny
A nigga paranoid it's like I feel what comes around me
Different mood
I need a mill in the stash bitch
Everyday I wake up and get to the money
Why you niggas aint getting no cash bitch
Get up and get off ya ass bitch
We
Like a pack of Chilling Reign, you bitches ain't got shit
Like I'm winning in Monopoly I'm getting cash quick
Cast em off into exile, Intergalactic
out Johnny Cash
And the band starts to play
A ring of fire as he walks up
And stands there by the stage
And he say
Hell yeah, turn it up, right
bones for johnny cash, 'cause for me and mine he's wearin' black.
I'll be restin' my bones for Elvis, I seen him last week at the track.
If I'm restin'
out Johnny Cash
And the band starts to play
A ring of fire as he walks up
And stands there by the stage
And he say
Hell yeah, turn it up, right
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
stalker
Words thrillin', so real they're chillin', the hit author
Gettin' louder than a shot gun, you don't want none
Rhyme pays was the name of the album
home and start flowing
Never in debt never owing
Drop a new album and blowing
Past by the place when we fought for the first time
Past by the place when
Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up fuck nigga you know you a hater….
Don’t be tryin’ to act like you’re my kin folk
By the look up in yo
Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up fuck nigga you know you a hater….
Don’t be tryin’ to act like you’re my kin folk
By the look up in yo
Rev. ain't right, his church ain't right
Deacon is a pimp, tell by his eyes
Mrs. Parks said, "Brother Starks, meet you at the numbers spot
Heard you got
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