Testi:
Cash Johnny It Takes One To Know Me

the old songs It takes one to know me I guess, you're the one We've lived out all the stories Sang all the old songs It takes one to know me And you

wife and babies Supportin 'em from endeavors that consistantly pay me Real estate investments and a big Mercedes maybe Somethin, a little shady, not too Johnny-Come-Lately saved me

and we one and the same And I know about this privilege But if you're from where I'm from Then you know a bigger burden comes with it And that's what

how ya feel? Let me know if everything remains real! Word up! Tell me how ya feel! I feel good tonight, talk to me tell me how do ya feel so that everything

fly rich and every nigga with me pack heat, (we ballin) Somebody snappin pictures at me, (watch me) Plus I know I got the F.B.I. sick of me The cash the

round here with chicken wings Baby this new country is all about me but I love some Johnny Cash, Waylon, and Willie. Respect the old school and make room for the new Now tell me

his Hollywood hills. He's a Hollywood hillbilly, stearing along bearing willie, johnny cash and lefty; down with a sunset in mind. No he ain't one to try to hide it

it Don't let the money become you you take it and revolve it No matter how you get it you hustle and go get it square stick with it Make sure all the

you can't touch me with a ten foot pole And I even made the devil sell me his jewels He was out to cold mock me and play you for fools, kid You know the