Lyrics:
easy aye
I spit mad verses like I took it out the Bible
I be making songs that pretty girls wan sing along to
Hop in the booth and deliver aye
I got my
His name was Sonny- Least that’s what he was called by his buddies
He wanted to find a way to get paid and make crazy money
He had a pretty face
make a lick of difference
Because weve got the bombs, OK?
John Wayne's not dead, hes frozen, and as soon as we find a cure for cancer
Were gonna thaw out
mouth, ass hanging all out. Got me itching on my balls and I'm rubbing
my wang. That damn there girl pretty did she need a twang. Hey there
missy, I'm
dude up in his hashback
The night before, body still sore, holding her ass crack
A regular John, she met her through Tom
She passed out with
White sugar don't touch my lips
And my friends is always
Begging me to take them
On macrobiotic trips
Yes, they are
Oh, but at night I stake out my
out of time
To figure out what they come here for
I know you want to know the truth
And I'm the dyke who will give it to you
By this time next
at her shoes and her feets was real long
Then it hit me, oh please God no
Don't let this ho turn out to be a John Doe
He pulled a fast one on me, yo
I
at her shoes and her feets was real long
Then it hit me, oh please God no
Don't let this ho turn out to be a John Doe
He pulled a fast one on me, yo
I
take the world by storm
Sky blessed, the land of the brave
Understand where I stand, my hand is made
From B R double-O K-lyn in the planet
Family
This is based off a true story
I was riding my bike on the side of a highway
And it was a pretty day
The birds were chirpin' and there's no way
That
Forever brother
I’m with you forever
Forever brother
Ay yo Maiyahh
Know we gon show out
You my favorite
And that’s by a blowout
Ay yo crip
on and on and on
And when he's done we ask him for one more
There's one about two people he picked up in St. John's
And took them to the mainland til they got to Montreal
Forrestt John Wall
Step outside and hit the shizz
No it ain't the John Wall
Four years out in Cali
Used to work at Jmall
20-Air Jordan finna turn finna turn
the gift shop by the lake that bled blue rivers full of rain
And truth was stretched like clingfilm
Over a john of the kind they have by the Autobahns
And I
Flav clock yo
Niggaz want me dead but they scared to step to me
Rip they guts out like a hysterectomy
When beef collide look on the flip by
The neighborhood feels it,
Her girdle keeps scraping the homes on each side
In Dublin's fair city,
Where girls are so pretty,
My Molly stands out 'cause she
system slow
So I'm walking out, ask them niggas what they sprinting fo'
All the bad bitches boo when you rap
I can teach you how to pull 'em like
me up at night.
The sheets cover everything in sight
With oblong holes cut out for eyes.
When the light hits just right, it’s pretty nice
Here, give it
eight people
Billy, Bobby, Scooter, Achilles, John F. Kennedy
Holland 1945, Jonathan, and Jorgette
Who recently came out as transgender and insists
the bones will crack
Had to leave the bitch with a broken back
Smack fire out the perpetrator
See you later
Meet your maker in Jamaica
Smoking weed by
Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah
Falayo, falayo, falayo, falayo
(Great John on the beat, by the way)
You know the drill, Fross
Uh, like what? Who
iso
I came out the freezer like frieza im ice cold
Why these bitches want to talk to me
They be real pretty but they really got a different me
Toting
John Ceno
John Cena for all we know I'm tryna, Listen
I'm tryna make it clear we handmade by God not tito
Come taste and see it's way better
The best
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