Spose, Cam Groves, Stiky-1, The Danks - Sexy John Madden lyrics

(Hey, ooh) don't stop, can't stop
Spizzy Spose in the house
We're gonna sex it out for
You if you don't mind let me tell you, girl
I like my sex by myself
(I like my sex by myself)
I like that shit with no help
(I like that shit with no help)
And if you like the rhymes I brang
Then sing along with the Danks
I like my sex by myself
(I like my sex by myself)
You like your sex with Michael Phelps
(I like my sex with Michael Phelps)
And if you like the rhymes I brang
Then sing along with the Danks
(Oh, oh, oh, hey hey oh, oh)

Well I was sitting at my mom's
Dreaming about paychecks with loot
My girlfriend's boobs
And how to smoke legal like Snoop (Oops)
I'm interrupted by a door knock
It is 4: 18, who the hell is this?
I get up quick, tuck my dick
I stop Drew from barkin'
I get to Chris walking
It's a face that I've seen before
It's Mike George
We both graduated class of '04
I look deeper, he's got trees, maybe beasters
And in his fist: Backwoods and a Bic
That's that shit, Michael
Are you jokin' or smokin'?
He tells me that we got two
Minutes to get it tokin'
420 on the digital, this is pivotal
'Cause I'm broke as fuck and
I enjoy being a criminal
Right before this happened
I was sitting here rapping
Watching YouTube booty-clapping, PS2 action
Playing:

John Madden, John-John Madden
John Madden, John-John Madden
(Now switch it up) tony Hawk, y'all
Tony Hawk, y'all tony Hawk, y'all
No money, no money money money
No money, no money money money
(I blazed and played John Madden
When I got up) mar-a-ju-on na is everywhere
Where was you brought up?

You know it's Groves cause the
Flow is so tight
I got instrumentals downloaded, mobile device
Just in case I want to kick it
Take a go at the mic
I'm hot as hell even though
Maine's colder than ice
Yeah, what you make in a week
I'll be folding it twice
It doesn't matter what the numbers
Even show on the price
I'm always taking chances like
I'm rolling the dice
And I used to push the ganja
From an O to a slice
But I'm learning more as I grow older in life
It's not about how many punches that
You throw in the fight
It's about why you throw 'em and
If you're throwing 'em right
And always make those good goals and
Try to hold 'em in sight
And even though I get high
Take control of the flight
It doesn't mean it's wrong
If you don't know it is right
Been into rap since way back
When rollin' on bikes
And from that day rap happened to
Take control of my life, playing

John Madden, John-John Madden
John Madden, John-John Madden
(Now switch it up) tony Hawk, y'all
Tony Hawk, y'all tony Hawk, y'all
No money, no money money money
No money, no money money money
(We blazed and played John Madden
When we got up)
Mar-a-ju-on na is everywhere
Where was you brought up?
(Where was you brought up?) wells, Maine
(Where was you brought up?) wells, Maine
(Where was you brought up?)
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Hey, baby, baby, come on, we're playin'

John Madden, John-John Madden
John Madden, John-John Madden
(Now switch it up) tony Hawk, y'all
Tony Hawk, y'all tony Hawk, y'all
No money, no money money money
No money, no money money money
(No money, no money money money)
(blazed and played John Madden when I got up)
Mar-a-ju-on na is everywhere
Where was you brought up?

(Damn, girl)