land It's up and growin' and I got a good stand My good wife and them kids of mine Gonna get new shoes, come pickin' time Get new shoes come pickin' time
Traduction: Johnny Cash. Pickin Time '.
Dear Lord As we down here, struggle for as long as we know In search of a paradise to touch (my ni**a Johnny J) Dreams are dreams, and reality seems to
hittin the only way I be splittin if you pick it for money and trick it You wanna dip, this is the brick you pick So you ain't dismissed until both sets
you'd better ask MC Hammer 'bout this bad mama jama tall kid with the hoopa hypa lipta-gramma watch out yo it's time for MC bashin' got more loot than my man Johnny Cash
Pick up the phone, now I give you the bone When the kids asleep, then we can creep I've been waitin' to see you naked baby, one whole week Time for
the haters everyday? [K] Why must I got the glock nine? [F] Why we gotta deal with these haters everyday? [K] Time after time after time, time after time
's mine is yours to use" Here's my letter jacket, my high school ring My locker combination, you can take anything My autographed picture of Johnny Cash
[Drake talking] yea its drizzy baby you already know what it is its the first time Ii??m high its the first time I smoked in like 3 months Ii??m sorry
(Drake intro) Yea It's Drizzy baby You already know what it is It's the first time I'm high It's the first time I've smoked in like 3 months I'm sorry
cash, level advance Takin' a chance, I've only got one my hundred shot Tommy shotguns my judge jury and Johnny Cochran Movin' on the stash, first we get the cash
s your own shit still Now's time to play big Will nigga After you learn how to play the field, rocking the act vigor Trigger in you clutches Remembering the time
strength of the fibre And they been raisin' a lot of fair to middlin' grade here which ain't good But there was a time Yeah there was a time when
Out in California them berries were grown And into this city them berries were flown For making that strawberry cake Then I thought of Oxnard, just north of LA Where I picked
Dear Lord As we down here, struggle for as long as we know In search of a paradise to touch (my nigga Johnny J) Dreams are dreams, and reality seems to
of country Football, four-wheeling, good clean fun That?s my kind of country Roots run deep as they come In my kind of country, yeah, that's my kind of country We got Johnny Cash