Lyrics:
little Johnny and miss Joyce smoking on a joint
This is not the thing to fo'
I think we have to take pictures of these two
Cameras ready prepare
acid rain
I'm like Johnny and you'll get consumed by the blaze
Guess what I'm always angry, I'm infused by this rage
Listen to these words, but don't
[Nelly]
I'm like a New Edition; y'all not Ronnie Bobby and Mike
Not even Ricky Ralph or Johnny, instead it rain tonight
Is this the end? Damn right I,
[Nelly]
I'm like a New Edition; y'all not Ronnie Bobby and Mike
Not even Ricky Ralph or Johnny, instead it rain tonight
Is this the end? Damn right I,
never in my plans to be the God Damn Man
With a king palm ready
Rum and coke in my hand
Self love the mentor and the story began
One thing about me that
on side of a G
Paparazzi be watchin' and I'm not retiring
Have you ever had yo pussy ate
By a mouth full of diamonds (yeah)
Ima make ya toes curl till ya
skirts cause it's real
Not everyone can rhyme and get a deal
Not everyone can shine and make a mill
So Johnny carry nine in the steel
One in the head
the Chesapeake bay bridge Steve and Rome saying slow down
But fuck that I'm ready for combat two Glocks straps with a bomb attach
In your Cul de sack street lights
little Johnny and miss Joyce smoking on a joint
This is not the thing to fo'
I think we have to take pictures of these two
Cameras ready prepare
little Johnny and miss Joyce smoking on a joint
This is not the thing to fo'
I think we have to take pictures of these two
Cameras ready prepare
They've been asking where you've been
Johnny don't disappoint them
They'd all like to see you again
Willy I don't think I'm ready
To leave this house
Judge rules not being abided by here as Jericho gets back into this match one more time, interrupts and sent out of the ring by Donny V, whos looking for
Is you ready?
Back by popular demand
Murderous specialist tactics
Wu Tang Clan no rehearsal or practice
Niggas ain't ready for this
Niggas
still not
You not a emcee, just cause ya grilled out
Johnny's for nothin
Droppin dollar bills out
But me I'm a gangsta from head to feet
Plus I'm a pimp -
first grah gang TNB man)
Blinded by love bitches do you the worst
Like I ain't that shit would hurt
This love shit ain't a game it's a curse
And my heart?
Cause I play Quincy and inject you with some syanide
Catch somebody else, one by one, that oughta get'em
If not I'm forced to use another form
Ok, ok, Ready for anything standing on ten
Got me a dime and I pass to my friend
Load up the check in my bank to go spend
That bitch got no tint it's
shoulder
Cuz it’s not safe
Burning hot plate
On ice
Praying that he doesn’t get stopped
On the block by the cops
They be coming for his life
Look
12:45
Hop out shoot and deep b**** we don't play no Games
B**** my heart so icy just like Johnny dang
Thuggin since a Youngin They don't feel my pain
the love of Christ Love is no big deal
I gotta be with someone that can Love me that much
A ride or die watching the clouds Roll by
I like to watch
And play this shit up in your ear make sure the speakers right
I'm not in contact with niggas who don't call back
The reason why is because the niggas never
slams
I'm not a butt nut you know that I never bang
But I lick more coochie than K.D. Lang
But I'm not gonna kick an X-rated rap
And even if I did
the pay
I know my worth by now don't give a fuck what you say
I'm here to stay
Been telling these niggas if they want the smoke then I got the fade
You want
Louise but not Mandrell
She's got 80's hair and fringe all around her skirt
And she pours her heart out when she sings
There's a band in the window
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