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rzeczy nie dla dzieci jak Baby Johnson's

Skarbie dobrze wiesz że chciałbym ciebie dotknąć
Zrobić to tak jak robią to w porno chciałbym zrobić to z tobą

Roccin 
3 2 1 zero blast off imma Houston rocket you playing hero she want a bag you can’t stop her 
No drip rightnow still smelling like Johnson

Johnson's husband’s snub-nosed .38
Well, thank God he’s a bad shot and I had that toolbox between him and me
Right or wrong
That’s my honky tonk history
I

and listening to songs at night
To walk and stroll the capital streets at dawn 
and then go home by boat
Summertime with jack johnson’s songs 
and her tan,

Gabrel no beat
D’ Johnson in the house
Ey ey ey 

Oh meu Deus (oh meu deus)
Boa fase (boa fase)
Tô suave (tô suave)
Na minha trilha, uhum
Muita fé

OooYa Wit by Terry (Isaiah) Johnson feat. Starling Newsome
Written by Terry Johnson, Theresa Trigg, Starling Newsome - BMI
INTRO:            We call

Na i chilling USA Johnson City, Tennessee yea oh
Lay boy na come back again, wit lay new flow
Lay one la Gbama, TrapCo you know  (KingDozee)

(Hook)

were they form omo pastor
Mercy Johnson omo actor
Fine girl were they form omo pastor
Mercy Johnson omo action

But She say she is new in lagos
And she

OG BOBBY JOHNSON 
HOW I HIT THE FADE 
ALL JEWELY ON ME 
BUT IM Not A slave 
U know u can get it 
Like a minute maid 
U know that I'm wit it
Not

Hello, my name is Christoper Johnson.
You can call me Chris, Johnson, John, or anything else.
I have a story that I want to tell you.
This is about

take a sip out the faucet
All of my niggas serve Johnson an Johnson
We trying to live better seem like ain’t no options
Feds did a swoop dam why they

of the nonsense
While she grabbing my Johnson
Hold up miss Johnson
With more action than Bronson
Got me harder than Compton
I Gotta make a move
You can ride if you

Yea yea yea
Skr8 like dat
Donn Johnson
Hoppin our da coupe wit a skeezer
Feel like I got my jewels out the freezer
I be smoking kush like it legal
I

for her 'tacs
Ack
These white bitches looking like plastic
I've been running for AID like I'm Magic
Now my Johnson's the only one clapping
So don't

me
The sunset enhancing
Yo spirit dancing
Wanna stroll me
We dive in pandora
Open the box using the potion
She Jergen my Johnson Johnson
I ain't

Lyin' About The Blues

Words: Dennis Johnson, Music: Jeff Walker, Steve Turner and Chris Cawte

This song was never recorded by us, but ended up

the rock
Like I'm dwyane, I'ma go give her the johnson
I got the cheese, like them niggas in wisconsin

I'ma fly, take off like a rocketship
Like little

red eye flights in three days
Operate off jet lag
I can still give her Johnson 85 like I’m Chad
Everything she where elastic
Face so beautiful it look

Michael Johnson stride

The marathon will continue with Michael Johnson stride
I'm stressed out where's the chamber filled with concubines
In the dark close

a Dodge
Every Sunday my dad would always take me
A few short miles right up the road
To Johnson's Dairy
There was homemade ice cream there early after

the vibrations
Your car base from nights
Snow globe masons
Snow flushed faces 

No more tears like Johnson and Johnson 
I spray love like my wrist was a Thompson

Obama, Trump, George W., Clinton
Obama, Bush Senior, Reagan, Carter
Obama, Ford, Nixon, Johnson
Obama, Kennedy, Eisenhower, Truman

Just because you

I've exaggerated my life so much, its drama. Spank Dwayne Johnson's butt and scream "I've hit the rock bottom"
I'm sorry, its just me, i'm never gonna

body
Y’all done got me started
Section hella foggy
Bitch you naughty
Bitch don’t get me started
OG Bobby Johnson
Choppa so loud make the house shake
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