Lyrics:
hog her all night"
Well you're a mighty big fella but I don't care
Stand back John, that's the size I wear
She was five foot two, about 95 pounds
player with PTSD
John, you are a dom (You are a dom)
You are a dom (A dom is exactly what you are)
You are a big blond dom, yeah (And don't let anybody
feel, I don't feel, I can't feel it no more
Seems to me nowadays things have changed
I don't know if I feel the same
Yo, field you work in, weapon
Unghh!
If you my dog, YOU CREEP WHEN I CREEP!
EAT WHEN I EAT!
SLEEP WHEN I SLEEP!
For real, SHIT IS DEEP!
And what you don't know, will
Okay, yeah, okay, okay (yeah, yeah)
Okay, okay, okay, this Sean Paul (yeah)
Lil John, J-Bo, Youngbloodz (yeah, yeah)
You already know how we do it
Okay, yeah, okay, okay (yeah, yeah)
Okay, okay, okay, this Sean Paul (yeah)
Lil John, J-Bo, Youngbloodz (yeah, yeah)
You already know how we do it
fruit.
And now Jesus stands before him
John hesitates. Did he recognize him?
Should not you be cleansing me? he says
Jesus says, Let it be, and sinks
Intro
(Clears throat)
Ay yo ( man )
Dun know the ting, you get me
BRAP BRAP BRAP ( POP POP )
(Yeah, yeah )
Chorus (00:27)
Hundred killas
normal off of drugs
I just don't get it
And then I saw John Cale
he's been looking really great
He's been coming by the office to exercise with me
normal off of drugs
I just don't get it
And then I saw John Cale
he's been looking really great
He's been coming by the office to exercise with me
the German shepherd
I got the plan, man, meet me in the van
I got this kid from the Sudan bringin tecs from Iran (uh-huh)
[Chorus]
What do you mean, John
of the devil you send me.
I have to deal, you called me here.
You couldn't say that you were juiced
The night that you were introduced
To Demon John
Gonna
of the town said to sheriff John Brown
Go and shoot those invalids right down
I said Sheriff
No don't you be cruel
It could happen to you now
What
flourish life, I fantasize
I gotta get the bag
You hear 'em echoes
Loudness and you know we back
I carry my city by my shoulders
And they got my back
hillbillies
Got a pocket full of cash and that old Ford truck
Fuzzy cat hangin' from the mirror for luck
Said don't you know all those little brown-eyed girls
a nine in their hand they'll
Give you 9 like 50 don't get jack son
If a nigga try to rob me
You'll see what I have in store
Yeah boy I pack son
This life
feeble, they too little like bean weevils
I'm dope as dopamine don't know what sober means
If we want it we take it by any means
(Nerdy Deepo)
That
to see me
Like John Cena
High jab ya, huh, then wrap you like a turban
Pack a Stan in a can and ship him to Eminem
And say "Dax needs a feature" and
Pray
the mirror for luck
Said don't you know
All those little
Brown-eyed girls
Want playboys of the southwestern world
Long around
Our eighteenth year
We
blessings with
Wearing angel wings cause I swear that she heaven sent
Oh you robin hood's that's intelligent
I mean me too the difference I'm investing it
I'm
on
The homie Great John on the beat, by the way
Don't Come Outside, Volume 3 out now
(Great John on the beat, by the way)
I'ma fan Heavenly Father but
giving me brain
You don't "know an ace nigga", mans probably a joker
You keep talking and these niggas put you up on a poster
And my nigga JayMoney heat
more like a 100 yard dash
I done been through the worst of the worst times
Trust me but I still seen it all pass, all pass
Don't you know that one day
every time a tour rolls by, you know we'll stay at
Laurel Drive
John Thatcher Longley, clean up your house
John Thatcher Longley, clean up your house
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