backspin we got the jazz my man yo, who's got skills like Rahsaan Roland Kirk or conduct like William Fisher, go to work with the swisher up and John
no Biggie Fat Joe no Pun Lil Jon no crunk Dmc no Run Jeezy no coke Katt Williams no Joke Mc Hammer still rich not broke (Yeeeah) Just imagine all this Bass (Yeah) Is
two would be John Adams and then number three George Washington was the first, you see He once chopped down a cherry tree President number two would be John
love is gone Eternal Eter-nal After the love is gone After the love After the love is gone Is go- Witchita Lineman Was A Song I Once Heard ---------------------------------------- ...
by john lair 1935. recorded by roy acuff's Crazy tennesseans 1936, "dynamite" hatcher vocal, acuff mimics the train Whistle. This is hank
kitten is a dream? Don't you know my kitten is a dream? So, get your hands off of her, 'cause I'm her lovin' man *Mr. Dog I'm gonna hit you on the top
' John Sleepin over in the dorm with your chick is a norm' In the jacuzzi with my Black Berry on like I'm Ron Look into my iPhone if a bad chick what you want Height Williams
my sister Stacy when she lost her papa I been there, gettin stroke and nothing to trap-uh John could do, when surrounded with true A man dies, baby born
Unlike my sister Stacy when she lost her papa I been there, gettin stroke and nothing to trap-uh John could do, when surrounded with true A man dies,
notice how he handles it is cool The name is Drake dawg, I came here solo The smell is Dolce, the drawls is Polo The DJs Future, the clothes is Ransom
backspin We got the jazz, my man Yo, who's got skills like Rahsaan Roland Kirk Or conduct like William Fisher, go to work with the swisher Up and John
: Oui William Makepeace Thackeray: Call me 'William Makepeace Thackeray' Nathaniel Hawthorne: The letter 'A' Herman Melville: Ahoy there! Charles Dickens: London is
Yeah man, when I get old and shit With my grandkids and shit I gonna tell 'em, yo' I was down with them Yo guess what? I'm a G boy, standin' in my G
his boys, one helluva noise That's Billy's boys with fully-fashioned mugs That's little John's thugs, the barking slugs, super smugs For today is the
(1)John Wesley Harding shot a man for snoring, killed him in the bed right where he lay, Took a snort of whisky and went back to his sleepin, Rode out
on crushed grapes You're man is holding you up don't front like everything is dandy Peace to 5 foot 6 now I'm out like john candy Hook (x4) Verse 3
my girl, I got my friends 'In the states I'm making dollars, in Japan, I'm making Yenz Wit the new style, meanwhile, my real name is William I went