Übersetzung: Johnny Diesel. I Wanna Fuck Me Some Hoes.
Übersetzung: Johnny Hoes. Hand In Hand Kameraden.
when he was just a young lad Nobody thought he make it up outta the hood, before the gun blast (gun blast) 'Cause Johnny wanted to be a thug runnin' from
callin plays, pullin broads, I just think and roll I'm from that lone star, tippin dime dat candy car Get it shined on 59, Lean and tuck I'll cut some more Hoes
I'm hoppin out the limo or either the Lam B But you niggaz gon' get in 'til you get to Miami [Kanye West:] GLC gon be stoned as Angie I be Don C, Johnny
chako I'm a giant robot, you Johnny Saco Stacking up my chips like Esay at King Taco Hot like tobasco like me, but you're not though Hoes they love
was du willst und du siehst mich im club mit 30 nutten am sack, und du siehst mich im club mit 30 nutten am sack. [Verse 1 : Favorite] johnny, ich bumse
Tage Ein Flash fur den Abend, Basse in Magen, Messages und heftige Phrasen Hassliche Fragen, ein langerer Atem, deshalb warten Fans vor dem Laden. ?Auf wen?? Johnny
two places you'll end up - either dead or in jail Still nowhere to go...still nowhere to go Now throw ya hands up bustless, bustas, boostas, hoes Everybody
come off soft Then chew on this! Are you scared? Devil without a cause And Im back with the beaver hats And Ben Davis slacks 30 packs of Strohs 30 pack of hoes
phone somebody call the cops When they come I'm gonna run outta my fuckin steals And watch them hoe's in the flow like they was Johnny Gill Want a real
meine.. Schokoladenseite wie Naomi Campbell Johnny.. ey du siehst den gro?artigen Stoffverteiler Koksnasen an Snobs verteil?n auf hochadligen Hochzeitsfeiern ..er macht dort Hoes
sick that you can suck my dick Look up in the sky it's a bird it's a plane Recognize, Johnny Blaze, ain't a damn thing changed HOW HIGH? So High that
TV are fags And everybody, in the industry be kissin they ass [Verse 2] Makaveli spoke the real shit, that's why they all bitch And Johnny Gill sucked
like the way it goes Keep it ra-ra big bank money and hoes Look at ma-ma ohh wee losing her clothes You get na-da bitch please go work them hoes Ahha
Code name beez the Soopa-Man cock my Luger Blast on state trooper, I'm on the run G I've got these hoes spreaded, from Japanese to diabetics Toes stay
soft then chew on this, are you scared? Devil without a cause And I'm back with the Beaver hats and Ben Davis slacks Thirty pack of Strohs, thirty pack of hoes
crimin' in flood, ridin' your blood, cause this is your life... [Chorus: Johnny P] our golden law, now foes or friends I'm on my own, no hoes, no ends
