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JOHN DOE

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 Bo Diddley

Ugh I'm still balling like I'm Bo Diddley

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]

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