John S Johnson

About me pt 3

No one else got game like my gangWhen you see me rollin up in my pimped out mustang

Out at the club looking for pretty faces
 Looking for love in all the right places
 Look through the room and sh*t, theres a ten I see
 Making my move as I down another hennessy

 So drunk, I throw up, in a bucket
 Blow chunks, I look up, see a b*tch and f*ck it
 Er, her, i mean gettin sh*t lately
 All the feminists in the world just hate me

 Get myself cleaned up, physically speaking
 Took that b*tch home her bed's rhythmically squeaking
 And when she wakes up I'm long gone, son
 A day in the life of John S Johnson