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[ALL]Johnny's gotta problem and he's outta control! |
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Johnny's gotta problem, he's outta control now! |
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Johnny's gotta problem and he's outta control! |
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Johnny's gotta problem and he's outta control![ALL] |
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Johnny's gotta problem he's outta control. |
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He's got static on the brain. |
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Outta control now. |
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Johnny's gotta problem he's outta control. |
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He's got static on the brain.[CASEY ROYER and DADDY X] |
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Poppin' little pills like a drug store cowboy. |
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Drinkin', smokin' weed like you're one of a kind. |
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Doesn't really matter who you take with you. |
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Just as long as |
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Johnny feels fine. |
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We get ****ed up with you. |
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Johnny's got a problem.ahhhh |
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He's outta control. |
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Got static on the brain. |
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Outta control now. |
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Johnny's got a problem |
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He's outta control |
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Johnny's gotta problem and he's outta control! |
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Trippin' everyday trippin' deeper and deeper. |
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Trip trip trippin' on down the line. |
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Doesn't really matter who you take with you. |
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Just as long as |
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Johnny feels fine![RICHTER] |
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Man I ain't got a problem. |
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What the ****s wrong with you? |
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Go get me a blue and a 12 pack of brew. |
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Some chicks who screw that know what to do. |
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Plus 2 Quaaludes for when the night's through.[LOC] |
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Damn dawg you gettin' faded everynight. |
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Drinkin' beers, poppin' pills but it just aint right. |
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You need to hold on tight, relax, slow your roll. |
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Calm the **** down ''cause you're gettin' outta control.[RICHTER] |
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Red light should |
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I stop? Nah! |
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Shotgun she got lock jaw. |
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See I live make my own laws. |
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And ima win at all costs.[LOC] |
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Johnny's got a problem and |
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I think he's gettin lost. |
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Everynight doin' somethin different looking ?? |
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No time to chill always thinkin' somethins missin'. |
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The voice in his head, |
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I call it his addiction.[Chorus DADDY X 2x] |
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Johnnys got a problem |
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Johnnys got a problem |
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Johnnys got a problem |
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And he's out of control[RICHTER] |
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I need a sit ''cause sticky grippin' full throttle. |
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You stick with me we gonna be tippin' full bottles. |
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Ain't this a trip |
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I'm kickin' hittin' on some models. |
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Rippin' this shit |
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I sit with chicks that only swallow. |
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I take whatchu got, |
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I just don't give a ****. |
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I'm like pacman, |
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I gobble gobble 'em up. |
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Fastlane living on the road goin' the wrong way. |
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Been up for a week, without no sleep, now that's a long day.[LOC] |
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Well the party start's jumpin' and the demon feels funky. |
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Can't well it forget if you don't |
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I get grumpy. |
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Got him on a leash tied up like a puppy. |
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All his friends call him |
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Johnny The |
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Junky.Always see him on tilt at the bar fallin' down. |
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Always see him at a circle walkin' 'round and 'round. |
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Never see him at his house ''cause he's always out ballin'. |
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That's how we know (what?) |
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Johnnys got a problem.[X] |
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A problem, a problem in critical condition. |
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The drugs and the drinkin' the suicide mission. |
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Oh we just can't afford to have another friend missin'. |
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Oh Johnny, oh |
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Johnny why won't you listen?[Chorus DADDY X 4x] |
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Johnnys got a problem |
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Johnnys got a problem |
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Johnnys got a problem |
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And he's out of control[RICHTER's voice being scratched] |
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Worry bout it bout it bout worry bout........ |