Lyrics:
Damn, another song by KingJeremy15
Alright here we go
Legends
They never come in second
But you already knew that
I'm just stating the facts
As I
and they stop scrolling
Thirty two on my jersey because I walk by and they frozen
I got that intel they want, bitch I'm Snowden
I'm going to look back
and nigga this is true news
Dudes'll blow you outta ya two shoes
Who chose to front it? They don't really want it
Yo, I stay Philly blunted, prospect wit
I wish Kiana Lede' was my bae
Like making her breakfast
In bed type of thang
Like give you my all
John Legend type
That kind of thang
I wish Kiana
'm a old school legend, plus I bang in goals like Alan Shearer
Step to the mic, full reloads, eight bars, you don't wanna step to the mic
Fam, just know
pictures
Listen to me, I see your career goin' sky high
Takin' you home to the crib in the Chi
And every time I see your thighs, I cry when I drive by
We're having a homicide
Homicide
And fuck I'm going out my mind
Out my mind
Even if you want to live, you gotta die
Cause we're having a homicide
Holy John lives down by the water
Savin' sinners and he wants your dollar
Tell the people that they'd better repent
Tellin' your daughter it was him
legends never die
Imma fly to the guap I be super fly
Thinking bout girl you on my dick
Wanna see your best moves on the dick
Tricks are for kids but you
Maybach was way back
Now you got nothin' to show for
(chauffeur) it whatever I want I go get
Paid for, I ain't owin' shit
Drop a check, you in debt
That's
matter what you say nigga, long as you pay nigga
I figure - you want it bad enough, you gon' take yo' shit
A steel toe mack down to break yo' bitch
up on a plane, get out my way right now
I want you believe not only in me, but have some faith in yourself
I wish you peace and good health,
with the law
Everyday, injustice follow you
as your brother John (The King!) wants you away
Oh Gamelyn, your life seems impossible
Always running in
that savage shit, I gotta represent
Y'all want some rider shit well here it is then
How you ridin'? Bad bitch hair did nails feet too
How you ridin'?
for
(What the fuck)
I pull up in a Demon but I kill Satan for it
If you want attention Tory you gon' have to pay me for it
All these hoes love me
pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)
left my arm in the pot
John Wick, treat the mic like a Glock
Super sloppy when she sucking my cock
I know what it is
I ain't forgot
Big dog?
Boy you more
Verse 1 (John Morgan):
Yeah, on the day we met, girl, you caught me by surprise
When you first spoke, I got lost in your ocean blue eyes
When we
of the world
I got the money
No, you can't have the throne
I already took it
This blue fame I made
That's what I'm cookin'
I got the championship
Like John Cena
Out the part I'ma shark
See me lurk in the dark
This is not what you want
I'ma keep this shit blunt
All your statures is chump
Attack if you want
Only
Man I'm tryna be a legend, like hov royce nas tier
Lupe, oz tier
Crafting something so real it make they eyes tear
Careful with my words they've
Half stepping around camp
I'm a legend like John
Make you get lifted
Lotta my peers look at me like... if he did then
Nah, you'll never get it
Never saw
I got LV on my fleece, yeah (right)
Diamonds on me, I'm elite, yeah (alright)
She want to make a porno DVD, yeah (Come on)
Put your hands up (yeah)
Cartier's dark, but I can see you watchin' me
Lil' Loaded hoppin' on the beat, I'm feelin' like a Wallaby
Bitch, I am not John Legend, you ain't gettin' all
Discuss these i want you dvd by john legend Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In