AKA John AKA John AKA John
I'm the I floss rings, the new John Mickens Uhh, I'm stayin' rich and keep the haters New York to Richmond, my shine is sickenin' Ice drips, frost bits, so I got to rewrite this game, baby Layin' in the barber shop, haters is shady Maybe, they sex young and whips
But I got Lesbo Combos stick-shifts For no chips, I'm four to eight lips Let me tell ya 'bout my life-style, and chips, sick Mr.Smith, the rarest Separate the from 'hoes like chronic seeds Miraculous swiftness this, stop bein' actresses On mattresses with legs up in the air Splash the John Micks, a millionaire
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My fortune five hundred is funded I pumps, gives my pockets the mumps I'm the glossiest and the Feel the of this lyrical arsonist than a yacht with Rottweillers Chicks in choppers with thong sittin' proper The crisp poppa bringin' drama like operas The show stopper if you playas don't flow
I'm the jiggliest, bitch, shit the Wonderin' why cats front on who's the Chill, relax, you will fall Ten mill, ten plaques upon my You stall, mix large, I see Mash ya like roaches cop diamond broaches Super calla mind the alladocious Sin the fellas, get and you can quote this
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I'm the M C you strive to be Competition is dead, 'coz ain't none of all as me Handsome moody, I it raw, baby So save all the good Scorsese So iced up, they call me Mount The get honey ways draped over my headrest I run game Fort Green to Maine I keep ya head noddin' dope is in your vein
Hail to the king Jing a ling I buy ya clicks with one Pinkie ring Gotta be above to grow Cabbage I Havoc, do damage have it techniques up to par You, get ya black ass looped like Grass soup too hittin' me off in yo' car Blaze her in the 'coz she actin' Bourgeoisie
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Man it's hard bein' the king, But someone's gotta do it,