Mrs. Johnson
Lyrics
Yeah getting green eggs and ham
You already know that
That bands a make her dance, money
Bands a make her dance. they do
Yeah they got no chance
Got yo bitch on my bed
And she wearing no pants, just kidding
Samsung with them damn dunks
Tantrums, man buns with them dim sum
It's not enough, roll it up, got more weed in my cuffs
Saw yo mama on the street and she says whatsup, hi Mrs. Johnson
I'm a misfit, got hella bitches
Call me Babe Ruth cause I got hella pitches
Your girl called me, she couldn't find where your dick is
What, where your dick is
Huh, where your dick is
What, where your dick is
What what, where your dick is
Huh, what what
Writer(s): Randy Vo
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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