Lyrics:
aint fuckin with slimes
Cuz money on my mind
I'm john wick with the piece
Ghetto hero in the streets
Niggas talkin about beef
I hope you talkin bout meat
It ain't for everybody
Welcome to Hollywood, baby
Take my picture
You comin' with?
Let's not even talk about it
Let's do it
Let's go
I see
John the Pope
The M, A, C and K, from Oakland, California
I'm Too $hort baby, no I don't play, I'm macking
Freak nasty, I like your dance
You know
buy they game
If he ain't scored in the first half bench his ass
If you play wit' my money I'm a lynch ya ass
I'll John Lynch ya shit don't tempt me
buy they game
If he ain't scored in the first half bench his ass
If you play wit' my money I'm a lynch ya ass
I'll John Lynch ya shit don't tempt me
winterfall
Yeah
Yeah
John snow have a new bitch by winterfall
Yeah
Yeah
I ain't got da time I ain't got the sympathy
I'm just a villain I guess
I gave you
he should
With me shawty you the shit
He might be good but he ain't like this
'cause I'm your baby
In the back of the pickup, clothes are ripped up
love with you
I know my face the perfect tat
You lil' baby, I'm the dad, tryna fuck so bad, 'cause that
Head so good, pussy so good
If I could quit
good to me
Ain't had a taste this morning
But I'm all lit up like a Christmas tree, yeah
[Christina]
Oh, oh, oh, ooh
Merry Christmas baby
You
do to me, all night long!
(your my sex toy)
Tech N9ne, hella freaky baby
(Yeah, Yo, Check it..)
I see you lookin at me starin' at techa nina baby
I
Love makes me treat you
The way that I do
Gee baby, ain't I good to you
There's nothing in this whole world too good
For a boy so sweet
callin' me, callin' me
And I gotta go
Hold on, baby please
You can't leave now, no, John baby, please
We gonna get you to a hospital
As quickly
John: edward, don't be such a baby.
Edward: im not a baby.
I aint fraid'a no ghosts. (7x)
Don't get caught alone, no, no.
Think you better call
if they say blades, I say blades but if they say guns, I say guns. I say I want the Jets to be
the number one! To sail! To hold the sky!
Baby John
(Haha)
I just wanna look good for you, good for you, oh-oh
Baby, let me be good to you, good to you, oh-oh
Let me show you how proud I am to be yours
confide in me
Allow low key to teach you all the shit
Make your baby mama pussy drip drip
Take a pen and paper nigga note this
Nigga I ain't playing
thick the gee's been loving it
I been a porn for desire, I'm hoping my dreams are gonna shower and thunder
Raging like panda my ni**** ain't easy I
to lames, don't buy they game
If he ain't scored in the
First half bench his ass
If you play wit my money I'ma lynch ya ass
I'll John Lynch ya shit don't
(Haha)
I just wanna look good for you, good for you, oh-oh
Baby, let me be good to you, good to you, oh-oh
Let me show you how proud I am to be yours
Haha, haha
We can take trips now, yeah
Ayy
(Great John on the beat by the way)
Mmm
You don't got a nigga focus, did you notice it, baby?
I
look back tell him we gat a lot to share (we gat lot to Share)
Ama gee all by myself I don't need no friends
This shit ain't for kids, this shit ain't
money money money
I blazed and played John Madden when I got up
(Mar-a-ju-on na is everywhere
Where was you brought up?)
You know it's Groves cause
lie
I stand for my bitches, catch me outside
None of you know what I did to survive
Everyone who streamed that, followed that, played that back
Gee
out? Ay buddy I'm good
What that tell ya? I'm good, what they tell ya? I'm good
What she tell ya? I'm good, what you see?
Four hundred dollar jeans
-8643.jpg/225px-John_Scofield_(cropped)-8643.jpg "John Scofield")
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