John Wayne Lyrics – Young Nudy

I remember times when we were in our teens
And how you took away my teenage dreams (Ha-ha-ha-ha)
Every boy I dated fell beneath your spell
You stole from me
(Metro)
Yeah, big slime
b!tch, yeah

I came in this b!tch like I’m John Wayne (Yeah), two guns on my side, I’m ready to slang somethin’ (Slang somethin’)
Reppin’ my sh!t, throw my sh!t in the sky, you know that I bang somethin’ (I bang somethin’)
I’m rollin’ up these b!tches all the time, you know that I smoke somethin’ (Nah)
“Big slime, boy you on somethin'”, yeah b!tch, I’m back on my bullsh!t (My bullsh!t)
I don’t rock no skully, this a ski mask, b!tch I’m on my sh!t
Quick, fast, pull it down, see how quick I drum ’em down (Drum ’em down)
First n!gga move, blaow (Blaow), b!tch n!gga, get down

Best be glad I can’t put a switch on this .44 (This .44)
Know it’s gonna jam soon as I try to let it rip (Rip)
So I put it on a .17 and add a beam on it (Beam on it)
And it got a d!ck on it, (Yeah) I’m finna f**k somethin’
F**kin’ up, rich n!gga get a ‘lotta sh!t, but we trickin’ ’em too (Too)
Selling ’em that rabbit food, b!tch n!gga, I’m a classic dude (Cla$$ic dude)
“Big Slimeball, what you doing?” Always pulling nasty moves (Nasty moves)
Duct tape surrounded ’round my guns, this that nasty tool (Nasty tool)
And I don’t wanna blast ’em but I blast ’em ’cause he had to move (Had to move)
Laughing ’bout it but ain’t sh!t, he just cappin’, put that b!tch on the news (b!tch on the news)
Damn, I’m a rich slime, it happened, I see that there’s somethin’ I moved (Somethin’ I moved)
Damn, I know I’m a greasy a$$ trapper, I might take somethin’ too (Take somethin’ too, damn)

I came in this b!tch like I’m John Wayne (Yeah), two guns on my side, I’m ready to slang somethin’ (Slang somethin’)
Reppin’ my sh!t, throw my sh!t in the sky, you know that I bang somethin’ (I bang somethin’)
I’m rollin’ up these b!tches all the time, you know that I smoke somethin’ (Nah)
“Big slime, boy you on somethin'”, yeah b!tch, I’m back on my bullsh!t (My bullsh!t)
I don’t rock no skully, this a ski mask, b!tch I’m on my sh!t
Quick, fast, pull it down, see how quick I drum ’em down (Drum ’em down)
First n!gga move, blaow (Blaow), b!tch n!gga, get down

First of all, don’t get it twisted, know that I’m giving these bullets out
I ain’t even worried ’bout what you ’bout
I’m in the middle of the field, ain’t worried ’bout no n!gga, these n!ggas know what I’m ’bout
Know that I’m aiming to kill, shooting to kill, like what the f**k these n!ggas be talkin’ about?
Way back then you give me a ten, I’m pullin’, I’m shooting everything, what you talkin’ about?
I remember these n!ggas was slimin’ their twins, their friends, these n!ggas wasn’t really ’bout it
I remember them hoes would f**k for the follow, I’m poppin’ the molly to fall out
I can never slip, that .30 on my hip, I’m ready to stretch me a n!gga out
I need a new pole every time I caught one, I know them folks stressed out
I know I’m the counselor in the street ’cause of all the smoke I let out (Yeah)

I came in this b!tch like I’m John Wayne (Yeah), two guns on my side, I’m ready to slang somethin’ (Slang somethin’)
Reppin’ my sh!t, throw my sh!t in the sky, you know that I bang somethin’ (I bang somethin’)
I’m rollin’ up these b!tches all the time, you know that I smoke somethin’ (Nah)
“Big slime, boy you on somethin'”, yeah b!tch, I’m back on my bullsh!t (My bullsh!t)
I don’t rock no skully, this a ski mask, b!tch I’m on my sh!t
Quick, fast, pull it down, see how quick I drum ’em down (Drum ’em down)
First n!gga move, blaow (Blaow), b!tch n!gga, get down