Lyrics:
I be big boy is not by bears or weight
Hope your account self cary some weight
I no de like talk with no evidence
Yes you dor see milli but no
as a legend
Jack-a
Jack-a
If you never touch a racket once again
You will still love by millions of children
Who will tell their friends?
How they take you
reg
Cause don't smoke on indoor
When you take shit in your crib so big
Your neighbors be calling
Can smell it from next door
Jack Regione
Regione
Jack
[Chorus: Bizzy]
Stalkin' gat fools walking jack moves
Ready ta pap you if we have to daily,
Stalkin' gat fools walking jack moves
Ready ta pap
Buckingham Palace
Out in front the fountains
I Light em up
Burn em
By the gallons
Did it late night
For the jimmy fallons
Big show
All that
Always showed love
hey
Let me hear where you're at and say hey, hey
I'm giving back so say hey, hey
Show me some metal and say hey, hey, hey, hey
I like AC/DC and ZZ Top
vat nou fotos as ek rond stap en kanel hop
Want Pappa fokken Parow, fokken made it to the big time
Gee jou 'n high five terwyl ek jou chick se fokken
Yeah
(AmiC on this Woo Woo)
Hazed, most of these n*ggas be hazed, most of these n*ggas be phased, they know jack sh!t
Most of these n*ggas lack
Hey Bobby
Why are you stayin' in here in this shadow?
Come over by the fire
I'll have a drink with you
This is our house now
So let's act like
Jack you shit on the fence.
But the fence, the fence, is owned by America.
Sit on the fence, owned by America.
They make no pretence, it's owned by
AC/DC record
And I just enjoyed a pint of beer down the pub
And John was quite pleased that the chips
Was a big Soggy, because eventually
The dentist
When you got no more assurance
Than a great big hunk o' lead
If you don't respond to romance
Jack, you're dead
When a chick is smilin' at you
Ain't no love in Oakland, bitch
Niggas always talkin bout 'I love you'
But ain't no love, bitch
Now it's a shame, I can't be saved by John
distinguer le cock music et le smart music tu vois (pas de fermeture de guillemets) Rolling Stones Pixies AC/DC Guns ‘n’ Roses etc. C'est une question de
Some smack and meth
Like Jack, I rip your motherfuckin' organs out your corpse and scatter it
Jab a dagger in your bladder and have you glancin'
she's got those great big legs, so pleasing' on the eye
And the preacher walked by, turned around and looked
Jack and hollered "My, my, my!"
She's
When you've got no more assurance
Than a great big hunk of lead
And if you don't respond to romance
Jack, you're dead!
When a chick is smiling
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me before I sell my soul
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me
O.T.K. only the klan , 4evernono
Fuck
Look into my eyes...
Your soul is stained by the blood of the innocents
Feel their pain
Rockstar life, dis not
out
I will design new fucking eyes
I will emulate the jack
AC/DC 2007 spent listening during computer time
I will get to me
I am two people
I am drained
have to
Do it on an angle
And in big bands
You save it for
The very end of the song
And Mr. Scott
He let me play
The song Rockin' Robin
On the kit in
she's got those great big legs, so pleasing' on the eye
And the preacher walked by, turned around and looked
Jack and hollered "My, my, my!"
She's
get taxed with no big cat
I keep the fifth by my sack like it's 5th Ave
Industry niggas want me starving, homie forget that
Fuck it man, I'm finna
Jack Nick.
More rapid than the Celtics these Lakers they came
He screamed like a mad man and called them by name:
“Now Magic, now Worthy, now Scott,
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