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Johnson

Te vi de longe
Já queria ter você aqui mais perto
Acredita, se envolve
Tô te dando o

Johnson

Dispenso rosas, amo armas
Já que armadilha é lixo
Sem simpatia, nós tem marra
Porque faz com capricho
Eu faço rap 5 estrelas
Lá na treta,

Matinee at the picture show
My fifteenth birthday, first time to go
Ruby Johnson and her daddy up in the balcony
Me and mine down 'neath a sign says

it to change) some folks wanted the same way no no no (Ya we need it to change) 

Andy Johnson wanted to keep the blackman broken but majority

brothers everybody else is scheming

I could make that body rock, something like Dwayne Johnson
And if they talk then we gon give 'em shots, like Johnson

hood
Am from Georgia
Nascar number forty-eight Jimmy Johnson
Number forty-eight Jimmy Johnson
Number forty-eight Jimmy Johnson

why they say I'm funky
Little Richard wow you sure showed 'em
You sure could sing it

Robert Johnson robert Johnson
Robert Johnson he played the blues

Milonakis' stream
And tried to touch his johnson
My stream of consciousness
Constantly leaking consonants upon the beat
Incontinent concerts in three
Different

for the shit that I do got
(Fff beep) toni Kukoc, Johnson Magic
(Cash) , fuck nigga get you shot (Bang, bang)
You ain't got no guap yet (Nah, fff beep)

name
Jacuzzis were his claim to fame
And you would probably do the same
If he did it to you
His name was: Bob Johnson the hot tub king
He's your man if

Had dit jaar L's gepakt maar ik kom win
Ze zoeken nu contact want ik leef nu als een king
Johnson is dit dat chit chat verkeerde info
Zie cijfers als

one for the Saints
I'm talkin' Drew Brees, goin' long, just don't overthink
I'm talkin' Chris Johnson, two-eight with the Titans on his plate back in

I'm swervin', I'm dashin', it ain't mine so I can't crash it
Old head 32, makin' my Johnson disappear, she know some magic
Want me on top, every time

Alley Oop

Lil Baby

Alley Oop

(Woo) bitch Magic Johnson
Pull up I gave her that Magic Johnson
Yeah, I'm in the kitchen
Bitch it's Young Gravy
I splash like I'm Pippen

Mrs. Johnson

Toto

Toto XX: 1977-1997

1998

Know these words are wrong to say
Need you more and more each day

(Chorus:)
Hey Mrs. Johnson
Give me your answer as fast as you can
Hey Mrs. Johnson

The food villain (err, err)
(Motherfucker, err)

Got me a ride or die bitch like Magic Johnson's wife
I wish my parents named me Constantine (yes)
Found

and we went riding
Down by old man Johnson's farm

Now rainy days never turned me on
But something about the way, the clouds and her mixed
She wasn't too

Aftermathin'
If you talkin' me and money, yeah I'm talkin' marriage
I'm talking mixing yellow with the purple, talkin' Magic
Talkin' Johnson and Johnson, mix

Man City
Yard man with me, plus me link the Bad British
Burgler Bar, Johnson Crew, we no have pity
Glock inna me hand, pussy give me weh you have fi me

a still body niggas
Babies in the traphouse
Johnson Johnson nigga
How the fuck you wildin' niggas
Niggas' hoes be robbin' niggas
Kiilas with me from

"I'm the 'Head Nigga In Charge'! "
"The 'Head Nigga In Charge' and shit"
"Mix with the A-L-C! "
"Alchemist is Dutch Schultz
P is Bumpy Johnson! "

Now have your wife beat dick
Get pregnant and then make you think that
It's yours
Now that's the real definition of sneak diss
I'm Silky Johnson's left

man, I'm talkin' OG Bobby Johnson
Do you like that nigga song?
It's the realest shotta
Don't worry 'bout Baby Jesus
Baby Jesus got it
Rest in peace

they sour
Whip look like child white as johnson
Johnson powder
My wrist covered in them jewels
And two L's get sparked any
Time a nigga do well
Made