Johnny X Pony (The Outsiders)

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~Hey I made a parody of fancy to greasy here it is~

First thing's first, We the greasers
Drop this and let the whole world know it
And We still hate the Soc's like Bob
I could hold you down, like I'm givin' lessons in physics
You should want a bad greaser like Dally
He Dropped it low and picked it up just like this
Cup of Darry, cup of Steve, cup of Soda
Johnny Cade, somethin' worth a half a ticket on my wrist
Takin' all the liquor straight, never liked that
Rooftop like we bringin' Johnny Cade back
Bring the books in, where Two-Bit at?
Blood spillin', you should take that
I'm so greasy
You already know
We hate the Soc's
From our heads to toes
I'm so greasy
Can't you tell I'm gold?
Remember my name
'Bout to steal
I said, "Johnny, we'll this, I thought that you knew this."
Can't stand no socs and honest, the truth is
And i go retarded, they speak it depart it
Swagger on super, I shop at the department
better get home on time, if I'm not home Darry declines
And swear I meant that there so much that he give that line a rewind
So get home on time, if im not home Darry declined
I just can't worry 'bout no socs gotta stay on my grind
Now tell me, who that, who that? That do that, do that?
Put on my paper, I thought you knew that, knew that
I be the P-O-N-Y put my name in gold
I been staying home with some books to throw
I'm so greasy
You already know
We hate the Soc's
From our heads to toes
I'm so greasy
Can't you tell I'm gold?
Remember my name
'Bout to steal
{dally}
Trash the book store
Let's eat some cake at the Curtis house
Make the phone call
Felt so good getting what I want
Yeah, keep on shooting at me
I'm dead now like Johnny
Star Film, yeah the outsiders
Classic, golden, you don't get to touch
Ow....
Still stuntin', how you love that?
Got the whole world asking how I does that
Hot greaser, hands off, don't touch him
Look his greasy bet you wishing you could clutch that
He's just the way you like it, huh? Greaser so good, making you wish you cold hug him.
Never turn down nothing,
Slaying these Soc's gold trigger on the gun like
I'm so greasy
You already know
We hate the Soc's
From our heads to toes
I'm so greasy
Can't you tell I'm gold?
Remember my name
'Bout to steal
Who that, who that, P-O-N-Y
That do that, do that, P.-O-N-Y
Who that, who that, P.-O-N-Y
Steal
Who-who-who-who that, who that, P-O-N-Y
That do that, do that, P-O-N-Y
Who that, who that, P-O-N-Y
Steal