Lyrics:
Me and Johnny Walker calling you on three way
Me and Johnny Walker calling you on three way
What you doing tonight
I got a few we can light
Whiskey
flake
No 9-5
Bitch I’m a hustler don’t fuck with minimum wage
I’m on my grind
Keep it pushing give a fuck what a hater say
That’s everytime
It’s Big
V12 engine hit the turbo
Clear the scene fast heated up like an inferno
Had to make a drop I came through beaming I was swerving
Spin the block
meu bonde te peita
Nós é 5 estrelas outro patamar
Gelo de coco eu jogo no copo de 12 anos para fechar negócio
se for shawry só o Johnny Walker ou
came from Johnny Dang
Air it out on the freeway, double R, nigga, it not a thang
Three thousand cash for these buffets, dark frames like Johnny Cage
Shoeshine Johnny's just doin' time
Settin' up shop at the five and dime
Seen a whole lot of miles, got a few more to go
Everyone says he's
But everybody knows that she uses it well
It's a therapeutic structure I can use at will
But I don't think it fits my V.D. bill
I didn't want
everybody knows that she uses it well
It's a therapeutic structure I can use at will
But I don't think it fits my V.D. bill
I didn't want to hold you
I
of Bill,
And Johnny's lads stand very still.
With the thumpire's shout, they all start to clout
- there's no guns in this gentleman's bout.
Georgie moves
There was Johnny McEldoo and McGee and me
And a couple of two or three went on the spree one day
We had a bob or two, which we knew how to blew
the five-O straight
It's that Cashville stomp
It's a Tеnnessee thing
Cash Cash Cashville stomp Tennеssee thing
Cashville stomp Tennessee thing
Cash Cash
Call me Mr. Deuce 5th, Mr. Do this, Mr. Do that, nigga I can do this
Call me Mr. Deuce 5th, Mr. Do this, Mr. Do that
I can do this
Nigga blickz Up
13th day of August '54 I was five years old
Depending where you're counting from
Ma didn't tell me what was going abroad
No tales of things
There was Johnny McEldoo and McGee and me
And a couple of two or three went on the spree one day
We had a bob or two, which we knew how to blew
your four points O's
And Benz five hundreds it all points to oh
Now you niggas 'memba me
Tell me how could you forget, back to johnny's album cover
[Chorus]
[Cam'Ron]
I'm from 101, west to Hunt 40th, this shit is live
Fifth-floor, 56, you know the zip, district five
You're on 22nd, you from two-one
Eagle, hoodie got blood stains
Now my brother whippin' up them kilos, I told him, "Fuck the game"
Twin Glocks, Max Payne, kickin' shit, Johnny Cage
Ice
goggles
Laying like needles in the hospital
Five steps to conquer, ask Bernadette, big ass whistle
Ziploc your ear, hear thistle
To my real bitches
goggles
Laying like needles in the hospital
Five steps to conquer, ask Bernadette, big ass whistle
Ziploc your ear, hear thistle
To my real bitches
for B.V.s.
Jigging along with the fiddle, oh, Johnny.
Jigging along with the fiddle-dee-dee.
Jigging along with the fiddle, oh, Johnny
Fresh
Iced out front teeth, cold breath
Tryna cop Dang from Johnny with a bigger
Body than Rasputia comin' off a jet
Fuck the limo driver, but the windows
like fifty in his face (ayy, baow), call him Johnny Dang (baow, baow, baow, ayy, ayy)
Put some ice up on her wrist, her shit was probably plain (her
Just the other day I threw the trash through Rony's window
Pissed on the wall of the 5th St. precinct
Ran around screaming LOUD FAST RULES! Ain't
Just the other day I threw the trash through Rony's window
Pissed on the wall of the 5th St. precinct
Ran around screaming LOUD FAST RULES! Ain't
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