[Chorus] Flatline God forbid I gotta go Draw a mural on the wall, take the dough and ball Flatline God forbid I gotta go Raise my seed like he ya own
1, 2... you know? (Johnny Blanco) Chea!! Yeah, Yeah! (The Ghost) Whoo!! WL, Double R, 2O, you know? hahahaha Casper Producer Co., Holla!!! 108 Corona!! Yeah! Blanco
Enforce shit that's sold Boss of zip codes Streets got signs, nines speak morse code Streets got colts, ho's and candy for that nose Blanco, loco, smoke
Blanco] I got you [Sticky F.] Oh shit... yo, turn the mic up [J. Blanco] Let these niggaz know what we talk about here [Chorus:] [J. Blanco] If you could
WHITE CHRISTMAS Writer Irving Berlin The sun is shining The grass is green The orange and palm trees sway. I've never seen such a day In Beverly Hills
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas Just like the ones I used to know Where the treetops glisten and children listen To hear sleigh bells in the snow I
I'm holding on to white balloons Up against the sky of doom, tell me you see them 'Cause what's inside of me is invisible to most Even in clear view
Oh God said to Abraham, "Kill me a son" Abe says, "Man, you must be puttin' me on" God say, "No." Abe say, "What?" God say, "You can do what you want
You know I hustled down in Texas, went to Chicago too Well hustled down in Texas, went to Chicago too No there wouldn't nobody let me, do what I want
of Johnny B. Goode... He never ever learned to read or write so well, But he could play the guitar like ringing a bell. Go Go Go Johnny Go Go Go Johnny
(Ha ha ha) Well, I'm going to the city Just to see what I can find Got to get me somebody I got the same thing on my mind Got the same thing on my
Serve me right to suffer Serve me right to be alone Hey, to be alone Lawd, serve me right to suffer Oh! Serve me right to be alone Hey, to be alone
If the river was whiskey and I was a divin? Baby I was a diving duck, whoa If the river was whiskey and I was a divin Duck I would dive on the bottom,
Oh, rock me, hey Yeah Rock me, baby, rock me all night long Rock me all night long Rock me, baby, rock me all night long Want you to rock me like my
I saw these fools tryin' to get around, tryin to let me down And all dat, ha, but I got an easier way to let dem drown Wit these Guns of Navarrone, I
Man, be careful with a fool You know, someday he may get smart Be careful with a fool You know, someday he may get smart He will treat you so cool and
Well, I laid down last night and I turned my TV on You know I laid down last night, I turned my TV on You know as I get old, people But I believe my tube
Walkin' by myself I hope you'll understand I just walk to Be your lovin' man I love you, yes, I love you With all my heart and soul I wouldn't mistreat
