Johnny Cage - St. Leroy II

Johnny Cage

Chop her down it was kung fu

Last Dragon I’m the one ooo

Saucin' wonton soup

How I face the shade it was Johnny Cage

Chop her down it was kung fu

Saucin' wonton soup

Gotta count up 'til my thumbs bruise

How I face the shade it was Johnny Cage

Pullin' up rollin up oooooo

In my cup kick like Chuck ooooo

She wanted me to be the one

She the same old song oooooo

Peep game like I’m court side

Feel like Clyde Drexler I glide

Ain’t no question bout it I’ma get mine

You prayin' that I fall but I believe I can fly

In case you ain’t know we in a different bracket boy

Big difference between roach eggs an caviar

Don’t catch feelings we headed to bands

Rather hold my cash 'fore I hold a bitch hand

Chop her down it was kung fu

Last Dragon I’m the one ooo

Saucin' wonton soup

How I face the shade it was Johnny Cage

Chop her down it was kung fu

Saucin' wonton soup

Gotta count up 'til my thumbs bruise

How I face the shade it was Johnny Cage

Used to use the oven just to heat the crib

Had to say my prayers like Aretha did

Dreaded Up Jesus I’m the face the hope

Aim for bread I got Franklin in a scope

I done showed too much love now

Ain’t too many I trust

They wanna tell you chill when you heating up

They rather slow you down instead of keeping up

They rather run the town ooh ooh

I rather run it up

Chop her down it was kung fu

Last Dragon I’m the one ooo

Saucin' wonton soup

How I face the shade it was Johnny Cage

Chop her down it was kung fu

Saucin' wonton soup

Gotta count up 'til my thumbs bruise

How I face the shade it was Johnny Cage