Lyrics:
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Look at my roni
Yeah look at my boots
Look at my jeans
Yeah look at my crew
I'm on my John Wayne shit like I'm a cowboy
John Wayne
Chai and smoking weed
Ain't no one in the county
Ever see'd whatever he see'd
John Oaks, John Oaks
John Oaks, John Oaks
Old John rides in his
Hop out the Maserati in Versace
I’m doing big shit Liberace
I got it on me like I’m John Gotti
I’m running stop signs, I ain't stopping
I’m going
I want to be ready
I want to be ready
I want to be ready
To walk in Jerusalem
Just like John
I want to be ready
I got to be ready
I want
Dear John oh how I hate to write dear John I must let you know tonight
That my love for you has died away like grass upon the lawn
And tonight I
I miss my nigga John
I miss my grand momma
(I love you mama)
(And John the don)
I still be tryin’ to call
I know they can’t pick up
(I love you mama)
all say I’m obsessed with you, I love you John Mayer
And that ain’t true, I love you John Mayer
I’m just a girl with a crush on you, I love you John
John Hardy here was a desperate little man
Carried two guns every day
He shot a man on the West Virginia line
And I've seen John Hardy getting
it's alright to write this song today
John I thought you should know
It won't be long now before I go
John I'm sorry to say
I won't be calling you after
acclaim.
I'd love to live his crazy life, have his fortune and his fame
And a few of his old flames.
Hair blowed up way out livin' like John Travolta
Dear John oh how I hate to write dear John I must let you know tonight
That my love for you has died away like grass upon the lawn
And tonight I
Well I heard John say, man, she's my gal
I heard another say, man, she my pal
Well John jumped up, then he screamed
Well-she's may gal, man,
Dear John, oh, how I hate to write
Dear John, I must let you know tonight
That my love for you has died away like grass upon the lawn
And tonight I
been run
Anyway it's a sad sad song been sung
Dear John goodbye she said
Sometimes it's hard she said
Dear John I've broken away
Vanity is hard old
I love asian bitches call me John Lennon
(John lennon) yuh
I got 2 light skins back in my car revvin
(Vroom vroom) yuh
All I want is money more than
like John Gotti (God damn)
I feel like Tony Montana (for real)
I feel like John Gotti (God damn)
I feel like Tony Montana (for real)
I feel like John
Dear John oh how I hate to write dear John I must let you know tonight
That my love for you has died away like grass upon the lawn
And tonight I
the death of me, Lord, Lord
Hammer's gonna be the death of me"
Now the captain he said to John Henry,
"I'm gonna bring that steam drill around
I'm gonna
I feel like John Wick
I feel like John Wick
Why they talm bout shit
Why they talm bout shit
We got some some lean we in house oh my god
I put
who's that writin') John the Revelator
Wrote the book of the seven seals
Look, God walked down the hill one day
Called Adam by his dame
And Adam
John!
I dug his grave with a silver spade
Storm along boys! Storm along John!
I dug his grave with a silver spade
Ah-ha, come along get along
Stormy
or I'll die
Sun shine hot an' burnin'
Wer'n't no breeze a-tall
Sweat ran down like water down a hill
Dat day John Henry let his hammer fall
Lawd,
Dear John, I liked to turn you on
Dear John, it started just for fun
Dear John
you were just one of many other boys I knew
Dear John, too bad I
BLXDE.
R I P John Pork
John Pork
Eight damn bullets in his back
Now he's cold
R I P John Pork
John Pork
Nobody answered his calls
Now he's gone
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