Lyrics:
getting festive in Miami now
Told my nigga 'Ye I'm about to win the Grammys now
Getting Johnny Cash old white folks know me now
Standing close to the mic
in 'em
Pin 'em, skin 'em with the shit, I pull out the John Lennon
Ha, dog style your girl, smokin' a lot
I been had a demo before "Ridin' High"
your skull
I seen shit John Lennon couldn’t imagine
Just me and a mic on a main stage spazzin'
It’s the type of shit normal
People can’t even fathom
So
it mapped out blacked out
Woah (then again)
Stash box you could fit a grown
Man in a John Lennon suit shoot
Hit your shoulders start spinning
I be
way
Then I get it
In my bag now, see that’s fact now
You better back down
Got cash now
Getting cash now
Got some bands now
I ain’t Peter Pan but I still
songs feeling like Ne-Yo
Dressed in my John Lennon, looking like the Beetles
Game make her say Aye like Davido
Girl, that is not yo’ cheese, that Dorito
like head smooth with holes of nine
The witch returning
To bring fresh warning
And down the well
He casts the beast
So many years go by and John
and invest in it, the company wants me testing it by racing it against my very best Lord, Lord, John I do believe you are my very best.
Well Captain, said
a rainy night,
Abba, Devo, Benatar
Were there day
John Lennon died,
Mr. Springsteen said
He had a hungry heart
Grover Washington
Was happy on the day
yours!
Two seven figure Dade County boys
Not even John Lennon could imagine that
Our new paper can buy the newspapers
Millions now, billions later!
Jam
crack coke in the kitchen
Calling me John when we in the Lennon's
And my whole team in the benzes
Late at night steady reminiscing
I'm calling it twice
The people cry and pray
They bury their dead
Then they all go away
And here I work
And I somehow hide
From a world that rushes
By outside
But each
Prince but the producer won't pay
So he wants you to submit something close, but not too close, ok?
The pipeline must be supplied, though John Lennon's
out of cars you're out your window peepin'
I think the best thing for you and me
Is just to play like John Lennon and 'Let It Be'
You tried to do me
out of cars you're out your window peepin'
I think the best thing for you and me
Is just to play like John Lennon and 'Let It Be'
You tried to do me
could counterfeit
And we knew God had come down like Father like Son now
True from beginning to tha end Good from tha inside out
John knew what was up he
graffiti più, baby
That's for you
Rievoco Liboni like a member of my crew
My rap fans want to fuck
Me up like John Lennon
They sniff bad coke and drink
Too
But they also want the kid to cum right on their cooter
Have the music soundin' better then guitar tuners
Plus I'm doing shows daily call me John
But they also want the kid to cum right on their cooter
Have the music soundin' better then guitar tuners
Plus I'm doing shows daily call me John
shot
I'm Sippin'
They trynna shoot at me like John Lennon
I ain't even posing up for they Canon
Streets wild
And I'm out
Twins on her chest
Looking like
a slave today
Bling blaoh
Your mama a cow
I'ma get you
And let me tell you how
I hope my rhymes are not to vague
Cause these verses beat you up like John
(yeah-e-yeah)
In the next room John Lennon's tea is gently steeping
I wonder what happens when the two finally meet
Have they been knockin' on the walls
of his love of games
(He finished his set that night
By retreating to play
Galaga as John Mayer riffed on guitar) Now
As he spots
The original Pong, Super
you've always liked John Lennon.
Kill it!
There are two of them now
Approximately 2,000 gelatinous eyes
Wobbling, indifferent.
Focusing on nobody,
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