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He bought our house on the GI Bill
But it wasn't worth all he had to kill to get it
He drank Pearl in a can and Jack Daniels black
Chewed
a damn good joke
I've been on the Grand Ole Opry and I know Johnny Cash
And if he ain't country, I'll kiss your ass
Well my mama sold eggs
times
He bought our house on the GI Bill
But it wasn't worth all he had to kill to get it
He drank Pearl in a can and Jack Daniels black
Chewed
Johnny, Johnny, Johnny
I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I wonder why, why
Put us in your pumpkin shell
Where you keep us very well
It's hell, where I dwell
When suddenly johnny gets the feeling he's being surrounded by
Horses, horses, horses, horses
Coming in in all directions
White shining silver studs with
rice
He drop the prices by the pound in China Town
Black shades, Johnny Cage, diamonds go parade
Motorola in the kitchen, whippin' Sonya
My plug look
the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
As the baddest rapper there
ain't on my level even if we in the same buildin' on the same floor
Oh boy, black out, dough boy, cash out, payroll
Contract maxed out, cash kid, cash
Johnny, Johnny, Johnny
I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I wonder why, why
Put us in your pumpkin shell
Where you keep us very well
It's hell, where I dwell
Johnny, Johnny, Johnny
I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I wonder why, why
Put us in your pumpkin shell
Where you keep us very well
It's hell, where I dwell
the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
As the baddest rapper there
It started March of sixty-four
Many years ago
We were hired by Johnny Cash
To open up his show
Four boys, a worn out Cadillac
With a road map
It started March of sixty-four
Many years ago
We were hired by Johnny Cash
To open up his show
Four boys, a worn out Cadillac
With a road map
SHANTYTOWN
Writer Johnny Cash - June Carter
« © '67 Anne Rachel Music, ASCAP / Song Of Cash Music, ASCAP »
(I live down in Shantytown where
perculator
I circulate around the block
Black to get me a six pack a half of Harrow's chicken
A good combination, when I get bubbly I do it in moderation
The vaults pack with black money
Can I get a minute more if I need
Chilling with a foreign broad overseas
In the villa with my song on repeat
Get it in while
I got an orange duffle bag full of straps, uh huh huh
Cocaine blues, Johnny Cash, uh huh huh
Harmonica on the train for some money
Zero pennies in my
out to Johnny Cash
Headin' for the highway
Baby, we ain't ever comin' back
Whoa
Throw your suitcase in the back
Whoa
Done gassed up the Pontiac
When suddenly Johnny gets the feeling he's being surrounded by
Horses, horses, horses, horses
Coming in in all directions
White shining, silver studs
"Of all the things my momma used to cook;
I liked.." "Chicken!"
[Richard Pryor]
You know that chicken I put in the refrigerator last night?
Well I
'cause I know my worth (yeah), ayy
We off a lil' Reposado (Reposado)
She slurpin' me like Maggiano's
Black shades, Johnny Bravo (Johnny Bravo)
Chasin'
We on that Johnny CASH
Look
I pulled up in a Chevy, left the scene in a Ferrari
Fell asleep in a Benz and woke up in a Bugatti
I'm just tryin'
of the fair
To turn her into a tattoo
That will whisper
Into the back of Johnny's black hair
And now Johnny the King walks these streets without her in
Throw your suitcase in the back
(Whoa)
Done gassed up the Pontiac
(Whoa)
Blastin' out to Johnny Cash
Headin' for the highway
Baby, we ain't ever
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