John Cena lyrics
John Cena lyrics
"Running Game lyrics"
Burned Up lyrics
Burned up, my throat is ripped open, I can't sing, I can not scream, havin' hard times, fall asleep Remind me, I keep my spirits high, it always could be worse, right destiny, my own life Save me the daylight, bring me home in this bus I call my own, best friends I've ever known Yeah Bad
Burned up, my throat is ripped open, I can't sing, I can not scream, havin' hard times, fall asleep Remind me, I keep my spirits high, it always could be worse, right destiny, my own life Save me the daylight, bring me home in this bus I call my own, best friends I've ever known Yeah Bad
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We roll by in the pimp ride (then we)
Walk through with the pimp slide (y'all know me)
Crew heavy on the thick side
Everybody feelin this, y'all know we serious
[John Cena]
I'll be makin you move so quick you can't see me in slow-mo
Get your throat cut when you step in the dojo
Y'all got no flow, we be makin hits
You like a proctologist, you feelin my shit
Yeah - you all hype like a street team
I spend more time holdin a mic than Mean Gene
Makin beat fiends scream, they be lovin the click
Roll
Beautiful Goodbye lyrics
Fed up with my destiny And this place of no return Think I'll take another day And slowly watch it burn It doesn't really matter how the time goes by Cause I still remember you and I And that beautiful goodbye We staggered through these empty streets Laughing arm in arm The night had made
solo to the party but I leave with ya chickFed up with my destiny And this place of no return Think I'll take another day And slowly watch it burn It doesn't really matter how the time goes by Cause I still remember you and I And that beautiful goodbye We staggered through these empty streets Laughing arm in arm The night had made
Cause she know that when I'm flowin it's hot
There's a party in my pants, she be blowin the spot
Buck naked in the old school drop, givin me skull again
She give me free strokes, that's why I call her a mulligan
See me on TV, knows everything about me
You can't fuck with me, she can't fuck without me
And if you think she don't be lovin my thangs
That's like sayin you eat at Hooters for the buffalo wings, what?
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[Tha Trademarc]
Fuck record execs, promisin checks
I been cleanin tables now I'm seein labels, these chicks
What's In It For Me lyrics
Thought we had a good thing baby You pulled the wool over my eyes Should've seen it coming baby Now all I see is a cool love dying Honey I don't want to hold you down Why you gotta own the lock and the key Oh tell me baby Good things just don't come around And you can't have them for free<
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sayin "haven't we met," man holdin my breathThought we had a good thing baby You pulled the wool over my eyes Should've seen it coming baby Now all I see is a cool love dying Honey I don't want to hold you down Why you gotta own the lock and the key Oh tell me baby Good things just don't come around And you can't have them for free<
Feel like the lesser of two evils that I haven't seen yet
I got girls runnin game with a pimp strut
Big butt booty bitches tryin to link up
They walkin toward me, conversation and they body bore me
I got no game, it's just some bitches understand my story
Nas said it before, that's raw
If you leavin the club your clothes'll end up on the car floor
Man, I got no time for words after sex
I just kick you to the curb and be laughin next
Cause Trademarc is a clingy chick's nightmare
Even though you took me home, I won't spend the night there
I've ha
Lost In Space lyrics
Start up everybody now We are here and lost in space We're gonna leave the homebase now So just look out, face to face Please clap your hands and stamp your feet We are losing our control We're going now right to the sun So please give me a call Start up everybody now We are here a
hookers to virgins, on they backStart up everybody now We are here and lost in space We're gonna leave the homebase now So just look out, face to face Please clap your hands and stamp your feet We are losing our control We're going now right to the sun So please give me a call Start up everybody now We are here a
Wild sex all the way to dead lays like necrophiliacs
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[John Cena]
Johnny Cena got the girls, girls but I'm not Jay-Z
I play the field, I never let the field play me
You see my Chevy? You know there's ten chicks aboard
Plus the whip got more switches than the mixer board
I'm stickin your whore, while you flossin your Range
Gave her a dollar, she gave me back a buck and some change
She tried to swallow me whole, I brushed the back of her wig
She called my dick Frank White cause it's +Notoriously B.I.G.+
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