Johnny Dang Pt.1 Lyrics – 34Jay
Singer: 34Jay
Title: Johnny Dang Pt.1
Aye
Aye let that b#tch sing
Aye let that b#tch sing
Aye
Aye
Aye
Aye let that b#tch sing
30 blue, purple lean
Diamonds hit like jelly beans
Everything I rock so fresh, call me Mr.Clean
Gen 4, gen 5
30 piece, 50 piece
Leave a n#gg# hot-n-spicy, I ain’t talking Mickey D’s
Fold a n#gg# #ss up, treat him likе a chicken wing
Like a chicken wing
Stick and movе
Trapped in the p#ss#
I’m a sticky dude
Catch an op lacking, we’ll put him on Memphis news
Backseat, backdoor
7.62 went straight to his back throat
Facts though
Getting cap from a little cap hoe
Mario ice chain, looking so ice cream
f#ck Spike Lee, b#tch I can’t do the right thing
Do the right thing
Ballin with some P’s, so you know I’m on the right team
Send your whole gang to the sky, like a flight team
Really don’t slide in broad day, that’s a night thing
Never backbite gang, n#gg# that’s a hoe move
5 racks each pocket, n#gg# that’s a whole mood
Make his b#tch swallow all the nut, baby soul food
Eat some soul food
Came a long way, from eating leftover old food
Hit a n#gg# stomach, now he gotta eat Tofu
Hit his little homie, leave him screaming like Goku
Take a n#gg# b#tch, leave him posted up with no boo
Aye, with no boo
Everytime I get served, I gotta hit the store too
Know I can’t leave without the Glock, it gotta go too
Gotta sneak through
Smoking opp pack to the face, got me so loose
Hit a n#gg# #ss in the head, knock his fro loose
b#tch said my wrist ice, yeah hoe my heart too
Told the little b#tch, wait on Johnny Dang Pt.2
Aye, part 2
Let her tote the Glock, down the block, get some yards too
Every n#gg# with me, with a choppa, gone spark too
If you got a feature, then you know you got robbed too
When I said clap his ass, I ain’t mean applaud you
Jumped him, then jumped his b#tch
Know his b#tch involved too
Get his hoe too
Aye
n#gg#s said I’m scared
I said wait, holdup, scared of who
Any n#gg# touching me, must be federal
Hit his b#tch so many times, she a punching bag
Used to hide gas all in my school lunch bag
School lunch bag
D-D-Do my own dirt, I ain’t never need a stuntman
Smoke a opp #ss real fast, I’m the runt man
Catch a opp lacking, turn his #ss to a blunt fast
Do it real fast, on love
On love
On love
On love
Aye
Aye, let that b#tch sing, on god
Aye, aye let that b#tch sing
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