Lyrics:
Madonna
Tutti che mi fanno i cori, sento solo te
Come mi baci te
Quando mi abbracci te
Mi sento Beyoncé, Johnny Cash
Ballo come fossi Fred Astaire
Un visage taillé à la hache
Chantait voûté sur sa guitare
Il s'appelait Johnny Cash
L'homme en noir avait un frère
Qui est mort pour un
Bisschen Johnny Cash, „Hurt“, bisschen „Three Little Birds“
Bisschen Rap, 'n bisschen Kunst (yeah)
Bisschen lost und verwirrt, aber Kopf hoch, das wird
here's to the nights, dancing with the band
Strangers into girlfriends from a one night stand
Brought a little liquor and turn up the Johnny Cash
You
girlfriends from a one night stand
Brought a little liquor and turn up the Johnny Cash
You could bring a receipt to Heaven but you cannot take it back
And this
life
Keby ťa videla mama v telke tak by ťa prepla
Hudba, je tvôj najbližší fellák
No pravda je taká, že ťa vôbec nemá rád
Máš zlý rap a pre teba
My N**** Andy Onna beat man
Yea... yea... its Storma
Yeah, Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yea... yeah
New cash, New things, dirty money with the team
In
and centerfoldin'
Johnny Cash and Johnny Rivers, can't stop now, I got the shivers
Mungo Jerry, Peter Peter Paul and Paul and Mary Mary
Dr. John the nightly
Lights go down people pass by
You're stuck in the circles you made under your eyes
Ask them your questions get you some cash
And Make up a story
Drop xanny
Joga o lean
Fui parar no espaço
Johnny rider
Purple beans
E eu só sinto um lado
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Backwoods
Joga o green
Green
Yeah,
Curren$y, I'm a cash-getter
I smash Twitter and Facebook, you straight shook
I do a song with you, homie, and it's a great look
My shotty handle is Armani,
la technique, c'que j'fais c'pas du fast food lyrics
7e ciel bitch, tu l'sais qu'on est quatre dudes crédibles
On vise de marquer l'monde, Johnny Cash
Take the stage, everyone wait
Make a break, shove it in his face
All leather; all black
Dressed to depress; Johnny Cash
If you stare
I'll do
you got your deal
These rappers finally get some fame, and think they got it locked
After your album flop, nigga you gon be on Koch
My gear clean, from
record, before there ever was a Sun
Before you ever lost that Cadillac that Carl Perkins won
Mr. Phillips found old Johnny Cash and he was high
High before
bones
Papa said: my boy, take my Johnny Cash vinyls and go
Well I got my pocket full of real tales, and a broken guitar mode, guitar mode
And the story
nigga, you deserve it
Get a plastic bag
Throw it over his head, make him gag
Go ahead, take the nigga cash
You flashed all night nigga, you deserve it
Get
about my paper man I gotta rush
I'm chasing Johnny dame, co vein with diamond crush
I want that TV Johnny watch, earrings and such
I got my mind focused
A short life and carreer
Front of punk spreading fear
Your name will never be forgotten
Given by your friend Johnny Rotten
All was so decadent
Johnny
Rest in peace Johnny
We loved you like a brother
Here's the Tantalum King
Hey, thanks priest
Hey I loved
I loved Johnny like a brother cause he was
effort to better myself
I endeavor anyway I'm God in the flesh
Any decision I make is the best
Told my demons I'ma cut off they neck
Johnny Bonez with
yeah I go by ClayCo Baby
Diamonds on me water, I ain't talkin' bout the Navy
Writin me this hook, I been grinding on the daily
Gang
I want a Nissan, I'm
Surrounded by high def screens/ screaming out sex and violence
My only friend, a man who seems both robotic and organic
Showing me artificial gestures
burnt out by the half
Smacking on your bitches ass
Counting a lot on my cash
Pistol on me
Ima blast
Run up and see if im bluffing
Talking that smoke
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