Lyrics:
"Mrs. Johnson
You're wearing your dresses much too high
And it's reported you've been drinkin'
And a runnin' 'round with men and goin' wild"
"And we
The world, it's mine. The world, it's mine
Ain't no time, to play
Mr. Big Crime, gotta get mine all the time
Don't pack guns, but I'm ghetto as hell
me
Left me with the way I'm feeling inside
Mental Healness, yeah, you ready to drive
Dr. Jekyll, Mr. Hyde, make them run and hide
They be trying
Hear the thunder in the sky
It's booming loud
Trees are swinging
They're coming crashing down
Staring out my window
Watching it come down
Walk out my
passenger seat
Let's cause a rampage
I'll drink while you drive
Let's turn it up
While we're still young
While we're still young
Roll up the windows
Dim
And shouldn't Widow Jones be told to keep
Her window shades all pulled completely down
Well, Mr Harper couldn't be here
'Cause he stayed too long
At Kelly's Bar
Saw me through a passenger window
And she was drawn in by the dimples (Dimples)
Added my Snap, followed my 'Gram
Got a sense of who I am (Who I am)
dog
I'm on a short leash
I'm on a tight rope hanging by a thread
I'm on some thin ice
You push me too far
Welcome to my nightmare
No more Mr. Nice
see who's laughin' after the fan-scammer is captured
By scammed-fan in the back of a tan van and the passenger says
Xilla
You ain't no hometown hero,
why
Your secretary had to leave this town?
And shouldn't widow Jones be told to keep
Her window shades all pulled completely down
Well, Mr. Harper
had to leave this town?
And shouldn't widow Jones be told to keep her window shades all pulled completely down?
Well, Mr. Harper couldn't be here
Young enough to die
And I'm rich enough to fuck
Yeah I came from the bottom baby
I'm not getting stuck
We sip lean by the litre like (bubble bubble
Casey Jones was a brave engineer
He told his fireman to not to fear
Says, "All I want, my water and my coal
Look out the window, see me drive
Casey Jones was a brave engineer
He told his fireman to not to fear
Says, "All I want, my water and my coal
Look out the window, see me drive
We could fly you know what I like
Butterfly doors on passenger side
We could ride out suicide
Risk it all for my foolish pride
Sometimes I see blood
all black
Left a baby at the door in a blanket all wrapped
Mr and Mrs. Dracul came to open the door
And surely they were surprised by what they saw
why
Your secretary had to leave this town?
And shouldn't widow Jones be told to keep
Her window shades all pulled completely down
Well, Mr. Harper
forty-two with the signal overdue
And the passengers all frantic to a man
That's when I would appear and I'd saunter to the rear
I'd been busy in the luggage
Drive past Sunset
Try to recollect a time when I felt blissful
I keep my head out of your window
Wish you would drive a little faster now
I want
jet touch down it's so many places I'm still gone wanna to go
Cycle goes on, it goes on, and goes on
All these rain drops on my window, wrote this from
fuckin with some killas
You fuckin with the mutha fuckin realist niggas
[The Game:]
It's 3, The hard way
Black Lambo, No passengers
Black Ski mask,
We got them dollars piling up like Mr Krabs
And if I pull up on you boy it's gonna be tragic
We got them dollars piling up like Mr Krabs man
We're
"Mr. Fister, or maybe I misheard
Is that really your name?"
Said a man at a desk at an interview
To be a teacher down in Maine
"Well Mr. Fister,
Mr blue
I told you that i love you please believe me
Mr blue
I told you that i love you please believe me
Mr two time soldier, no mind owed ya
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