I thought I heard the Old Man say: "Leave her, Johnny, leave her." Tomorrow you will get your pay, And it's time for us to leave her. Leave her, Johnny, leave her! Oh, leave her, Johnny, leave her! For the voyage is long and the winds don't blow And it's time for us to leave her. Oh, the wind was foul and the sea ran high. "Leave her, Johnny, leave her!" She shipped it green and none went by. And it's time for us to leave her. Leave her, Johnny, leave her! Oh, leave her, Johnny, leave her! For the voyage is long and the winds don't blow And it's time for us to leave her. I hate to sail on this rotten tub. "Leave her, Johnny, leave her!" No grog allowed and rotten grub. And it's time for us to leave her. Leave her, Johnny, leave her! Oh, leave her, Johnny, leave her! For the voyage is long and the winds don't blow And it's time for us to leave her. We swear by rote for want of more. "Leave her, Johnny, leave her!" But now we're through so we'll go on shore. And it's time for us to leave her. Leave her, Johnny, leave her! Oh, leave her, Johnny, leave her! For the voyage is long and the winds don't blow And it's time for us to leave her.

She want me to leave her (BrentRambo) But I do bad all by myself Touch they soul, they gave me the key I got 'em hangin' from my belt Being a lean addict ain't so cheap Pretty girl scared when she see me sleep All of my raps I talk about tracks But I be saving my life in these Jeeps, hm, ayy Told her "You don't know me either" "But Tune, you be speaking your soul through music" "Niggas be getting high all 'cause of you" "You ain't even want that type of influence" Niggas be jokes, I'ma laugh to the bank I'ma spend your cheap-ass chain on drank Cartier frames gon' hide my high G63 got me feeling like Faith I drove hot Hellcat to Detroit East side bitch say she see it everyday Chicago bitch don't let me get high Well you need to stay your ass out of L.A Perks in the new whip, we ain't goin on dates I'm in Magic City with the racks, not a cape Almighty So, a bitch, blew my high Folks get money off road like a range Where all this money gon' go if I die? This bitch think her percs is safe Almighty So, a bitch blew my high I got a few more yerks anyway She want me to leave her But I do bad all by myself Touch they soul, they give me the key I got em hangin' from my belt Touch they soul, they give me the key Touch they soul, they give me the key, ooh She don't want me to leave her, uh But I do better off by myself, hm She don't want me to leave her, uh She don't want me to leave her, uh She don't want me to leave her, uh But I do better off by myself Touch they soul, they give me the key I got it hangin' from my belt, ooh She don't want me to leave her Woah, woah, ayy Ayy, she don't want me to leave her Woah