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johnny b p/k/a johnnyboydaprince - on fire(freestyle) lyrics

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5 foot 10 wit a big -ss gun ..
big -ss gun wit a big -ss drum..
shoot everywhere dat a n-gga try 2 run 3 words motherf-cker
dont want none pockets on big pun
tell a b-tch get tell gon have fun on da d-ck uhh huu
make a l!ck uhh huu make ha flip uhh huu put da d-ck on her ear like hear i come….
porches are red farris are blue
forgies are white villonos are 2 bytches are foreign
dese bottles are pouring i’m rollin i’m rollin i came wit my crew
dey roolin 2 dey rollin 2 please do not try us god danm mitt
we’ll shoot b-tch on my d-ck cuz she spotted my whip
ain’t no spot on my whip n dat b-tch got no roof b-tch im da truth
dese n-ggas lying b-tch i’m on fire n-gga touch me he fryin
how i’m doin i’m doin fine b-tch i’m da prince n-gga touch me dying ..
one of a kind ..break n-ggas spines..a.b.c
ball yall ride da pine n-ggas is marveled n stuck on my rhymes…
dont f-ck up my money dont f-ck up my team..
i f-ck off my money n every kind every way dats every day
i’m finally rich so wat could say
.f-ck wat u say got dat heater sufllea’ take ya top off..
toupee yall some f-ggots u g-y ..
i am shooter like ray come 2 f-ck up ya day ..
shout 2 uhh i can’t not say can’t say his name cuz he front me dat yea’
i’m da trey we git dat bread death 2 a snitch middle fingas 2 feds ..
n-ggas dat diss we put doe on dey heads
get n contact wit mothers n mail em dey legs..
luv when dey screaming i luv when dey beg …
dey make me feel like i’m manson or ted b-tch all dis ice i should buy me a sled
b-tch all dis lean i should buy me bed ..
you know i pull don’t get on dat bull or jus like da bulls i will see red ..
sick n da head think i need meds some how dey wowo n like wat said bytch i got tools tools like a shed …
guess where dey at under my bed ho i ma monster monster like fred fillem wit lead
duck from da feds…lethal as f-ck u betta duck…
hit him on time aren’t getting up b-tch it’s to little it ain’t big enuff yall go
n-gga gon pack it act remember me from dese hoes actin up yall dont beef
i will big mack it up make your b-tch back it up now your b-tch actin up
i am da sh-t i’m da sh-t n your sh-t backing up..
i’m higher den a helicopter your b-tch eating
she a h-lla otter my homies got on da tape recorder
giving brain surgery like da head doctor goes n ..in
i aren’t stopping goes hard my only option b-tch head deserve a golden oscar …
p-ssy tight-,,, pair of stockings….here my sh-t n she get ta boppin
see my clique n she get ta jockin hp we trendin topiocs yall otha n-ggas jus plenty garbage
i don popped n-ggas ..did plenty robin ..n was on block like dennis rodman
rock trues n robins 15 carbons jus n case n-ggas want ne problems…
ha…hes on fire…..thats gud enfuu…aight..im gone



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