Lyrics:
of gratification in some twisted mind
Johnny Guitar Watson: YEAH!
Senator Trible: Now, the effects of such lyrics on a well adjusted child may not be cataclysmic
body may be
But my Lord has set my soul free
There's a greystone chapel here at Folsom
A house of worship in this den of sin
You wouldn't think that God
the Devil his due
I'll bet a fiddle of gold to get your soul
Cause I think I'm better than you"
The boy said, "My name's Johnny, and it might be a sin
But
name's Johnny
And it might be a sin
But I'll take your bet
And you're gonna regret
'Cause I'm the best there's ever been"
Johnny, rosin up your bow
fiddle, son but give the devil his due
I bet a fiddle of gold against your soul I think I'm better than you"
The boy said, "my name's Johnny
And it
and a truck and a wife
And a front row seat to hear ole Johnny sing.
Yeah the TV and the truck I got on credit.
And I got that girl with a little old Woolworth
It's been a truly rotten day
In the most unexpected unpleasant way
Johnny's gone now I'm alone
Johnny's gone and something killed the phone
Johnny's
over there in Logan Square he saw Johnny just spitting it hot
he crept up on him tapped him on the shoulder and said let me tell you what
"now i'm
(Tobi, just do it)
Ayo, is that That Mexican OT?
That good dope got me looking just like Johnny Dang
Louis Vuitton umbrella when I walk through
on the interstate
You killed the cat
Burned it in antifreeze
Dumped in the trunk
With the rest of the cattlefeed
You took the house
You went and changed
Johnny was bashful and shy.
Nobody understood why,
Mary loved him,
All the other girls passed him by.
Every one wanted to know
How she could
There's a little boy at our house who's as happy as can be
Cause he's always doing something keeping busy as a bee
He can make believe he's anyone
main dame slurpin'
All my damn chains bling
Cookie kickin', Liu Kang
Bruce Lee, Tsung Shang
John Wic, John Wayne
Elliot Nick no Johnny Dang
Look
Damn, why you flex like this? (ayy)
Johnny Dang on my wrist (Johnny)
Johnny Dang on my wrist (ayy)
Lil Pump got them bricks (brr)
Lil Pump got them
Up at my house on the hill, I'm feeling so haunted
I'm gettin chills, for real
I'm thinking it's haunted
Up at my house on the hill, smoking
[Intro]
This is a bonus track from the Kingspade sessions
Featuring Johnny Richter and D-Loc, Kingspade
The full length album coming out on Suburban
bitches thots and they not hot
Big Johnny pop out with the big racks
They hating they wish they had my spot
Bitch I live in the bank thats my house
Put his
Everybody's scared
Big glass house
Don't throw stones
At your soul protection
We want to give you your soul protection
Johnny's got faith
Prays to God
Mention
Johnny's never alone
He has the busiest phone
Almost every other day
A new girl will say
[2nd chorus:]
He's not so good in the house but on a bench in
quero um rolex
No meu pé uso um eazy ou um armex
Rlx o pai ta ice man o pai ta flex
Johnny deep
Johnny deep
Pirata em busca do cash
Johnny deep
Got a bag of cash
Throw it in the vault
Money and my stash
Throw it in the vault
Look like Johnny Cash
Hey, it's not my fault
Money, keep building
the noise goes on
the noise, the jazz
and the truth is in somebody else's hands
and the house that a girl called johnny built
is now just ashes and sand
on
The noise, the jazz
And the truth is in somebody else's hands
And the house that a girl called johnny built
Is now just ashes and sand
often
We're gonna do what we never could
(As the song moves towards it's climax
JOHNNY EDGECOMBE appears outside in the Mews
He saunters towards
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