Lyrics:
Rip the Jacker
Rip the Jacker
Rip the Jacker
Legend has it
That a secret incantation
Is hidden between the diabolic lines
This incantation
I´m a Soul Jacker
I´m a Soul Jacker
I´m a Soul Jacker
Soul Jacker in the House
I´m a Soul Jacker
Soul Jacker in the House
I´m a Soul Jacker
Soul
I´m a Soul Jacker
I´m a Soul Jacker
I´m a Soul Jacker
Soul Jacker in the House
I´m a Soul Jacker
Soul Jacker in the House
I´m a Soul Jacker
Soul
the ladies move
but the fellows ill laugh
cause they know you got took foo
haha another jack move
cause im the jack of the jackers
cause im the jack
crew? Boy, you a swagger jacker
911 Turbo Porsche 'cause I'm a super trapper
Rags to riches, fuck these snitches I ain't scared, bruh
Cold
members gon' die 'bout that money (gon' die 'bout that bread)
Runnin' with jackers (jackers), certified smacker (smacker)
Don't get wrapped like mummy
Who? Mike Jones
Who? Mike Jones
Who? Mike Jones
Shyeah
Keep ya eyes open
For them jackers, baby
It's goin' down
Even though the laws patrollin'
Who? Mike Jones
Who? Mike Jones
Who? Mike Jones
Shyeah
Keep ya eyes open
For them jackers, baby
It's goin' down
Even though the laws patrollin'
pretender, spirit high-jacker
You killed my love for you
Innocent blood, excuse me now Mister Right knight, tell me
Stuck in a daze, can't even understand
Heldigvis for meg vet jeg godt hva hun vil ha
To fingre inn og hun skriker
Jeg jacker en båt penger og biler
Jacker en dom og damene hyler
Popper en dumpa
Damn.
I'm broke.
My feet hurt.
(Inside the mind of a car jacker)
And that bitch is slippin'.
It makes me wanna, creep.
It makes me wanna,
down, created in the form of a rap
I'm young, livin' in the city of jackers and gangbangin'
And dope dealin', cold feelin' to be a product of niggas
livin' in the city of jackers and gangbangin'
And dope dealin', cold feelin' to be a product of niggaz around you
Once you get on top they down you
But
[Mike Jones]
Who?! Mike Jones [Repeat: x3]
Shyeah!
Keep ya eyes open
For them jackers, baby
It's going down
[Chorus Lil' Bran: x2]
Even
the switch, I can make the ass drop
Had to stop at a red light
Looking in my mirror, not a jacker in sight
And everything is alright
I got a beep from Kim
motherfuckin' jacker
About to feel the wrath, of a greedy ass cracker
Pale as snow, so you know the hoe stand out
Comin' in my hood with his hand out
Tryin'
and steak
Like please forgive us for riding Benzes with camera plates
Too busy looking backwards for jackers to pump my brakes
For help signs to symbolize
Rearview mirror jackers in sight
Not to worry, I fear no bite
I'm wired up and I'm ready to fight
Got plex I got the pump
Got plex I got the pump
Got plex I
Jay Jay, right: Eddie]
Call me blacker jacker, 'cause the bingo lickin' good
And when you're linin' all your backup, I keep you everything a wood
Rule number one: get yourself a gun
A nine in your ass'll be fine
Keep it in your glove comparment
Cause jackers (yo) they love to start shit
Now if
I'm out of there and mad cause I lost
Now bein' on my own is a factor
So I become, the neighborhood jacker
Gimme your car, run your jewels
lost
Now bein' on my own is a factor
So I become the neighborhood jacker
Gimme your car, run your jewels
Makin' a livin', robbin' fools
And if I
scary barely worried bright and early
Bald head straight or curly mundane or other worldly
No chain now the jewelry that jackers can't snatch
jackers come after that
White gold come after that (wow)
Got Audemars coming after that (wow)
Presidentials coming after that (wow)
Vvss coming after
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