It's Johnny Dough

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    It's Johnny Dough

    Its Johnny Dough
    I get straight to the decimal
    Whatever I give out I get it back seven fold
    Ten fold
    Eleven fold
    However the lesson go
    If you tryna figure me out you need to let it go
    Its finna be a fin
    we'll see your name when the credits roll
    You dont want me waitin in your bushes cut the hedges low
    Cock roaches will not stop goin
    Call the pest control
    You're weak
    I can hear your heart beat without a stethoscope

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    Poetry is what is lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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