Lyrics:
hyperactif
Super hyperactif
Désactive-moi
(John Jim is on fire)
Débranche-moi
(John Jim is on fire)
Désamorce-moi
(John Jim is on fire)
Baby je suis super
Call me John Doe, bitch, you don't know me no more
Ever since you put me out
I been fuckin' different hoes, I'm gettin' money though
Gives a fuck
Me mola un mogo john
Me mola un mogo john
Me mola un mogo john
Me mola un mogo john
Mogo john
Mogo john
Mogo john
Mogo john
Mogo john
Mogo
There were three men, came out of the west
Their fortunes for to try
And these three men made a solemn vow
John Barleycorn must die!
Well,
disrespect it then it's kamikaze
I just be with me a shooter like I'm John Gotti
I feel like John Gotti
(Put your hands down, when you talkin' to me,
Si tu m'avais dit ce soir je vais chez John
Je n'aurais pas donné vingt-trois coup de téléphone
Si tu m'avais dit que t'allais danser chez lui
John Henry was about three days old,
Sittin' on his papa's knee.
He picked up a hammer and a little piece of steel;
Said, "Hammer's gonna be
We come on the sloop John B
My grandfather and me
Around Nassau town we did roam
Drinking all night
Got into a fight
Well, I feel so broke up
I
John Jones, the son of a gun (you're the son of a gun)
John Jones, the son of a gun
You take my woman
You make me run
You make my friends all
We come on the sloop John B
My grandfather and me
Around Nassau town we did roam
Drinking all night
Got into a fight
Well, I feel so broke up
I
Goddamn, well I declare, have you seen the like
Their wall are built of cannonballs, their motto is don't tread on me
Come hear Uncle John's Band playing
Goddamn, well I declare, have you seen the like
Their wall are built of cannonballs, their motto is don't tread on me
Come hear Uncle John's Band playing
John Hardy was a desperate little man
He carried two guns every day
He shot down a man on that West Virginia line
You ought a seen John Hardy
John Hardy was a desperate little man
He carried two guns every day
He shot down a man on that West Virginia line
You oughta seen John Hardy
John Hardy was a desperate little man,
He carried two guns ev'ry day.
He shot down a man on that West Virginia line,
You oughta seen John Hardy
Most of the favorite memories of
My boyhood days in Arkansas
Are scattered around an old wood stove
At a place we call John's
It was just an old tar
Toi tu es au soleil, tu es bienheureux
Moi je suis pâle et tout fiévreux
Je vocifère et j'attaque
Attention John, j'allume le contact
Tu n'as plus
a criminal
Right before this happened I
Was sitting here rapping
Watching Youtube booty clapping, PS2 action
Playing:
John Madden, Jo-John, John Madden
John
rapping
Watching YouTube booty-clapping, PS2 action
Playing:
John Madden, John-John Madden
John Madden, John-John Madden
(Now switch it up) tony Hawk,
I believe I'm John Wayne
They call me John Wayne
You know you've got it coming
I'll tell it to you straight
I'm coming for you very soon
I'll
John Hardy he was a desperate little man
He carried two guns every day
He shot a man on the West virginia line
Might have seen John Hardy getting
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
John, you're my celebrity crush
Your hair is soft and your dandruff is plush
Your figure is muscular, your face is pale
And are those sexy glasses
to thinking about brand new wife of mad John Finn
Well, midnite came and clock did strike
And in she came, did John Finn's wife
With legs like scissors
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