Lyrics:
Johnny Five-Oh
Yes honey, the NYPD shut down the party
So no fee for me
I don't even know what's the tea
So I hope you're up girl
'Cause we are all
house looking slick
It's like some shit straight out of a Hollywood flick
Me and my clique met the chick up at Saint Nicks
Honey was thick, I was
call me by name
Billie Jean is not my son
Roll out
Sixty five k yeah it's sold out
Pull up to the party
You don't dance unless you know how
Woah now
makes you feel, honey, I will bet
Thirty-five cents and a cigarette on you
Sleepin' ain't the same, so don't close your eyes
Loves to play the game, but
Holy smoke
A land sakes alive
I never thought this could happen to me
Mm, yeah
Mm, yeah
I got stung by a sweet honey bee
Oh, what a feeling
Holy smoke
A land sakes alive
I never thought this could happen to me
Mm, yeah
Mm, yeah
I got stung by a sweet honey bee
Oh, what a feeling
made a grave mistake
Meeting you was a blessing
And I don't need a cardinal
Introduced you to my demons
They've been kicked away
Cause with you by my
an hour
Don’t get near
Sayonara
I’ve made a choice
Fault number five
You hear my voice
I’m still alone
So make some noise
If you’re alive
But i don’t know
honey, can't you see, yeah
It's the lover, in me
Who wants to make love
To the lover in you
The lover in you
To the lover in you
Don't be misled,
wicked deams (deamons)
I keep my pistol by my bedside one in the chamber
Preoccupied with homocide my life's in danger
Rollin down the four-five beware
by ride by get by
Ride by get by ride by
It's a body nigga
I do shit I get by
Ngvuka ngabo four
To leave the house at pass five
What you hustle for
back chat
Just finished a show now we straight out the door got a bag and it looks like a ransack
I'm a 5 foot 10 savage and I don't hold back when it
"Can't ya diggit, Honey?"
"Rated XXX"
For the ladies, one hundred and ninety-five pounds of beef,
Chinky eyes, curly hair and gold teeth,
that practice top cheese
That still can by weed
And can give me some good head
And I'll make her remind me, uh-huh
(Hey papi)
Even if they don't
in harmony
Forget that 8 to 5
Don't rely on that life
Just take a look at me
Follow my lead be free
Darling
Dance with me
Like we're in a movie
In
Woo woo woo woo woo
Keys they goin' in the trunk
Woo woo woo woo woo
Fiends they don't give a uh
October 31st I was standing by the sour
These
Any place or time
No, we don't need no sleep
Three sixty-five days a year
Twenty-four a day, seven days a week
So find a honey that's standing
Yea
I know a nigga fucked up a million dollars
Now he smoking three fives
I just want the honey and the B’s
Like a beehive
Would’ve thought my dawgs
Man,man im back
Real bitches
Real titties
Real money
Sweet honey man man im back
Real bitches
Real titties
Real money
Sweet honey man man im back
Yaw
And the church folks just got up
Crooked delegation wants a big fat donation
Send some old jive preacher to the holy land
Lord honey, don't you give your money
that practice top cheese
That still can by weed
And can give me some good head
And I'll make her remind me, uh-huh
(Hey papi)
Even if they don't
Holy smokes land sakes alive I never thought this would happen to me
ah-ha, yeah, ah-ha yeah
I got stung by a sweet honey bee
What a feelin
open
There's a hole in the bottle
Leakin' all this wine
It's already empty, thank God somewhere it's five
Honey, no, I don't miss him
In fact, it
honey
Here's what I do with my money
Pennsylvania Six, Five Thousand
Numbers I've got by the dozen
Everyone's uncle and cousin
But I can't live
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