Lyrics:
style chique, where you come from?
Tu tens uma pele sweet, isso é Johnson
Isso é Jonhson & Johnson
Eu fui à Pretória pra te ver
Boas histórias reviver
I
won't you say her name
Duanna Johnson, say her name
Duanna Johnson, say her name (say her name)
Duanna Johnson, say her name (say her name)
Duanna
high-top fades and Jesse Johnson's crazy
Seventeen, all on you like chicken and some gravy
Learned a lot, thank you much, today I'm still campaignin'
Lyft glaset från bordet och sjung Tore Johnson
Varför sitter du stendöv och tyst
Jag har verkligen tänkt slå ihjäl däj Tore Johnson
För det du min
the Johnson's had a baby, Mrs. Murphy
Is that true?
Why yes, but it's rumoured that the little tot's real daddy lives in 22
In 22, the boy lay whistling out
he's gotta take a side.
There's no middle ground in this Johnson country war.
Well, the neighbors stopped by yesterday, while I was outside choppin'
Johnson and me
I'm in the corner, my shirt collar open
Like some Latin lover, on late night TV
Smiling right there with her head on my shoulder
It's
Wow wow
Ben met Johnson op de skreets Venlo Zuid is waar we zijn
Moet naar Tigli wel met taxi fock de trein
Ben met Johnson op de skreets Venlo Zuid
Johnson johnson johnson johnson
Deze dagen curve ik die bitches net Beckham
Money moet ik getten money moet ik stacken
Bitch jij get van mij ik noem
Johnson
Were Southern Democrats
With seats in the Senate
Andrew Johnson was born in 1808
Lyndon Johnson was born in 1908
One hundred years apart
on that because the album
Has been picking up some steam
Get on the Floor was a track that
The Brothers Johnson had been doing for
An album on an end
Drink another half a pint and a good, cool can of beer! [spoken words, Lonnie Johnson]
Oh, kick it, Mister Man! Kick it! [spoken words, Lonnie
hold
The Van Lear Rose
She was the belle of Johnson County
Ohio river to Big Sandy
A beauty to behold like a diamond in the coal
All the miner's
troubles really began
Jim Johnson was the name of our step-pa he was the meanest man I'd ever saw
He mistreated mom and all of us kids and I swore some day
people was screamin', runnin' every which away.
(Lord have mercy on our poor people!) [spoken words, Lonnie Johnson]
I fell down on my knees, I started in
it's not
I ain't even buzzin', man, I swear to God
Clown, stop, you're gonna scare the dog
He's gonna bark and Mr. Johnson's gonna come downstairs,
the Johnson's had a baby, Mrs. Murphy
Is that true?
Why yes, but it's rumoured that the little tot's real daddy lives in 22
In 22, the boy lay whistling out
Quem me odeia curte meu som
Quem me odeia curte meu som
Quem me odeia curte meu som
Johnson onde foi que eu errei meu bom
Quem me odeia curte meu som
Johnson and me
I'm in the corner, my shirt collar open
Like some Latin lover, on late night TV
Smiling right there with her head on my shoulder
It's
She's the Dream of Johnson County and she still wears her ring
Goes around in work shirts and un-embroidered jeans
Except every other Sunday,
I told her
We about to go crazy
Loco
Mamas said she in love wimme
Oh Nono
Asked if I could put the tip in
Poco
My Johnson crazy it'll have you
Inna
Ain't no Jon gotti but my Johnson is dapper
In my 97 bumping After da Kappa
This the type of shit that she be Downloadin from Napster
Fuck You
sarcophagus
Part in my blackened hearse
Generations mind the Johnson Curse
He's surprised you haven't died
There's not where that you can hide
Ancestors
Johnson
Ballin like klay Thompson
Watch me do my dance
Watch me dance like Carlton
Watch me get that bread
Man this song so sped
Please just take yo meds
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