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Hit the road, Jack
And don't you come back
No more, no more
No more, no more
Hit the road, Jack
And don't you come back
No more
What'd you say?
I'm

memória Dory
No fundo do mar o turbo é mariposa
O Golfo todo em chamas e a culpa é nossa

Bond, Jack Bond
Martini no meu copo contrasta com o meu tom
O

ass cookie, circle up and we're all gonna
Jack off on it, whoever cums last eats the cookie
What are you looking at?
Start stroking fuckers
Get your

trapped by the gat
Blastin some heat on the track the lit dont hold back
If you want a feature back that pink cadilac
Back jack filled with racks
Backed

Yeh, ey, ey
Tamo' inhalando wax, ta' prendido el carrete
Money, honey jack-jack, tu wachita te robé
Bailandole su wachiturro loca la dejé
Na' de

obsession
Now I tried to call him back he aint answering his jack
Now I'm pissed off and Im mad Im about to hit his crib
Jump inside the whipping ton If I see

Jack harlow type beat
Yeah
Hahah
Okay
I hopped in the stu today i wanna make a rap
Linked up with the crew today i wanna make some cash
Don't act

Jean
Flap them jacks on over
Listen Billy Jean
Listen Billy Jean
Listen Billy Jean
Sip on the mimosa

Where's the bottle, need a sip
Packed the weed

allo chui avec Santony dans le Paiya
Allo allo si tu veux chiller fait moi signe
peter sous jack honey puis sous Jack Cola
On rase toute la monnaie puis

a bridge don't contact
Cashed up caa di plug don't contract
Bad gal was mi ig tap dat
Arch it up fi mi slap dat
Yuh ass nuh look like flap jack
Si dung pon

she wanna fuck with me
Back then, where you at? You didn't fuck with me
Sippin' Henny not the Jack and now she lovin' me
I ain't never met a bad bitch

to rest in peace
When in streets we meet
Fool it's the mister
Jack the ripper
Thought I told you
Ain't built like me
Motherfuckers ain't built like me
Ain't

on texting my jack tryna get his shit back cuss we just got him lined for a P
Commo go garçon for my hood
I know that I'm good in the hood cuss I got it on me

interview me
How the fuck you number won and you ain't even too three
Bitch
One of the hottest in the jack cant wait till i get on gone put the city on my

it's on a computer screen

Sam Goldwyn's crying and Jack Warner's sighing
And Cecil is late for lunch
Greta Garbo's dying but John Ford ain't buying

ragtag
So I hadda fucking bag that
Slap that ass and ask where the crack at
Smack rap, flame on, baby Jack Jack
Trash that grass with my fucking

through it
Right through

So entangled
In what you've known
You will lose sight of what could become
Your heart is a jack of so many trades
But forever

on my back like I'm Bo Jack
Infringing on our freedom ima leave you where the boats at
Drop you so deep they can't find you wit a lo jack

Leaders

e
Vinte sao amigos me chamando pra sair
O resto eu nao sei, porra eu acho que eu vou cair
Jack e Coca Cola
Toda hora toma
No seu quarto copo
Ce vai

Gotta take chance

Like Jack and Jill going up the hill to get to the club and dance
Having fun is all they want to do, and maybe just a little

Ricomincia qui il tuo giro
Forse è già tardi
Se non c'è fortuna almeno
Fai scoppiare i petardi
Ultimi scampoli
Fermo sui trampoli
E senza jack

My name is Jack Dawkins, FKA DrewBlue
I'm reinvented at 35, like damn, who knew?
Is this how I see myself or how you do?
An idiosyncratic rapper,

up
So much wingspan gotta come through us
Touchdown in yo city jack the numbers up
Touchdown in yo city jack the numbers up
Niggas know wassup wit me

svegli? Ma ci vedi? Ok
A Ponticelli sono un borbone, un barone
Mica un barbone, un baro barbuto, brother
Jack Frost, Jack Brina, la neve sul vulcano
La vedo