John doe
par RICK ROSS
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Ugh, there he go, that´s John Doe
There he go, that´s John Doe
There he go, that´s John Doe
Balling on you bitches like I´m Rondo
[Chorus]
24´s, John Doe
All gold, John Doe
Them boys dealing blow, they John Doe
Night work for the load, that´s John Doe
I´m still balling like I´m dough dealin
Ugh I´m still balling like I´m dough dealin
Ugh I parked the Caddy in the living room
Just parked the Caddy in the living room
[Verse 1]
I brought a Benz and it´s paid for
I brought a bitch that bitch paid for
I brought a stick and its made for
Welfare, yeah stick it in ya a-hole
Aye ho you know I got that A-1
Yayo and I´m quick to slang one
Jumping niggas like a chess piece
Spend a couple hundred dollars on my chest piece
Outta town niggas we call ´em fresh meat
He say he nettin me boy you must refresh me
Better miss me with the convo
Wanna know my name bitch, John Doe
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
I got a bitch who has a habit
Spending stacks on nice fabrics
That head great, that pussy lavish
I´m peeling collie greens that 30 carrots
Reporting live from my Rolls Royce
I´m ready to die and put that on my old boy
Count 1.5 I holla "Oh Lord"
When I´m on the jet know them choppers on board
Rims taller than a bulldozer
Everybody tucking pistols when we pulled over
Fresh up out the fest, salute my nigga Fanzo
Yea they asked my name but he told ´em John Doe
[Chorus - x2]
There he go, that´s John Doe
There he go, that´s John Doe
Balling on you bitches like I´m Rondo
[Chorus]
24´s, John Doe
All gold, John Doe
Them boys dealing blow, they John Doe
Night work for the load, that´s John Doe
I´m still balling like I´m dough dealin
Ugh I´m still balling like I´m dough dealin
Ugh I parked the Caddy in the living room
Just parked the Caddy in the living room
[Verse 1]
I brought a Benz and it´s paid for
I brought a bitch that bitch paid for
I brought a stick and its made for
Welfare, yeah stick it in ya a-hole
Aye ho you know I got that A-1
Yayo and I´m quick to slang one
Jumping niggas like a chess piece
Spend a couple hundred dollars on my chest piece
Outta town niggas we call ´em fresh meat
He say he nettin me boy you must refresh me
Better miss me with the convo
Wanna know my name bitch, John Doe
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
I got a bitch who has a habit
Spending stacks on nice fabrics
That head great, that pussy lavish
I´m peeling collie greens that 30 carrots
Reporting live from my Rolls Royce
I´m ready to die and put that on my old boy
Count 1.5 I holla "Oh Lord"
When I´m on the jet know them choppers on board
Rims taller than a bulldozer
Everybody tucking pistols when we pulled over
Fresh up out the fest, salute my nigga Fanzo
Yea they asked my name but he told ´em John Doe
[Chorus - x2]