Rick Ross - John Doe lyrics

Ugh, there he go, that's John Doe There he go, that's John Doe There he go, that's John Doe Balling on you b**hes like I'm Rondo [Chorus] 24's, John Doe All gold, John Doe Them boys dealing blow, they John Doe Night work for the load, that's John Doe I'm still balling like I'm Bo Diddley Ugh I'm still balling like I'm Bo Diddley Ugh I parked the Caddy in the living room Just parked the Caddy in the living room [Verse 1] I brought a Benz and it's paid for I brought a b**h that b**h paid for I brought a stick and its made for Welfare, yeah stick it in ya a-hole Aye ho you know I got that A-1 Yayo and I'm quick to slang one Jumping n***as like a chess piece Spend a couple hundred dollars on my chest piece Outta town n***as we call 'em fresh meat He say he nettin me boy you must refresh me Better miss me with the convo Wanna know my name b**h, John Doe [Chorus] [Verse 2] I got a b**h who has a habit Spending stacks on nice fabrics That head great, that p**y lavish I'm peeling collie greens that 30 carrots Reporting live from my Rolls Royce I'm ready to die and put that on my old boy Count 1.5 I holla "Oh Lord" When I'm on the jet know them choppers on board Rims taller than a bulldozer Everybody tucking pistols when we pulled over Fresh up out the fest, salute my n***a Fanzo Yea they asked my name but he told 'em John Doe [Chorus - x2]