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and a lift it would hold.
The man that Johnny hired, his work he had revered, and he all but volunteered for the job.
He'd work the load of two, but he paid
You gotta mention the mixup
Checkin' my boxes like a Nike shoe
It's O'Soosh
Tell him Johnny, walk him, show him how I move
It's O'Soosh, where I
the
Walking talking Johnny Cash Blues
Yeah I'm dressed in black there ain't no looking back
Yeah I'm dressed in black there ain't no looking back
Well
Ha-ha (haha)
Where your cash at? (yeah, gang)
Big 14, know what the fuck goin' on
Where your motherfuckin' bag at, nigga? (Big 14, bitch)
Ha-ha (1400
the cash cow
Off the muscle with it
Ain't no hand outs
Stand up nigga never stand down
Bendin' corners on em might just crash out
Caillou the top
Joni mitchell and marvin gaye
And johnny cash risen
From the ashes on my grave, my grave
That's johnny cash there
Singing "ring of fire" upon my
go by the name of LEN
l e n
and we gonna go a lil something like this
check it out
d rock
i got mumbles on the beats and me and biz
been grown up
I got cash in the mansion filling up the whole tub
Been in situations when I felt like giving up
But I think 'bout my mom and little
Days of Thunder
Johnny Gwynn, 2020
Verse 1
I hear a storm rolling in
Like that old engine
yeah my Ford Mustang
When I was your man
Out on Vineyard
cash
Wid cash on cash dub sacks new blocks
Baby S, El Drex, Kurupt, Trigga and Short Khop
When you see me wid the DPG
Just walk on by, nigga, just walk
still on papers
Made it out gon know my name
Polo out chain gang
Sack ran up now my chain swang
This shit from Sue fuck Johnny dang
119 shit raised me
to elevations
Gained 30 pounds, swim wear, don’t care
Bad hair, Old Joe money raining right here (“Fat Summer”)
Went from Johnny to the Evan, a 9 to a 7
But right
busy ( johnny djinn in the trap get busy)
These bitches they twerk for the Lizzie
I’m always surrounded by killys (pow)
I got lean with me
She sip
Vacant
Yeah, I'm feelin' imperial, I like the way that she feel me yo
I pour the milk in my cereal, I'm makin' a killin', it's serial
Johnny Blaze,
to Johnny, and got me a kit, love the way this bitch, hit now my ice in a freezy
Flew to Miami, but come from the trenches, they see the cash money, but bitch,
There ain't no need to be Petty
I'm just running down a dream
So let's not get crazy about Elvis baby
I know cash is King, That's right Johnny cash is
The King's Alpha out to Death Row
Who you know was spazzing at Art Basel with the Trill OG
Grill by Johnny Dang boy u can't get these at Tiffany's
Who told you
vamos fazer esse tempo valer
Eu vi na previsão, do tempo que hoje ia chover, cash
Faço a ciência no copo me chamam de Johnny Test
Fumando a pura nesse
packs in my city while I be smoking gas
I might call myself Johnny way I be counting cash
I just been counting this paper, I just been chasing a bag
She
way this story's made
Walk the line Johnny cash, beat your ass like Johnny Cage
Here to vent my day to day
You never run out of shit to say but me yes
done changed
Now im finna cash out on a range
I used to cry all of them tears but it’s Ok
Cause it don’t hurt no more
Tryna but my mom and dad a house
people in the world who are listening
(tell 'em)
I have a friend named Johnny D
His band is Tin Tree Factory
Everything he does is gold to me
And it's
sono sempre confuso
Non confondermi con Johnny Cash
Spitty Cash, Tango & Cash, non è Bangladesh
So-solo Marracash
Ti confondi, ti confondi, ti
confondermi con Johnny Cash
Spitty Cash, Tango e Cash, non è Bangladesh
So-solo Marracash
Ti confondi, ti confondi, ti confondi, ti confondi, ti confondi
Ti
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