Lyrics:
escapin' the jack
Grabbed her by the throat, it's murder she wrote
You barely heard a word as she choked
It wasn't nothin' for her to be smoked
Then I
and your spell
Wanna wrap you up, put you in a bow like an arrow
Grab you by the (meow), hope it's not a problem, in fact
About the only thing I agree
bouncing and shaking just like a rattle (Like a rattle)
Told her like Eve I want a bite of that apple (Of the apple)
She a stallion playa bout to grab
Last week, this old man I had to blast
'Cause he tried to help me out when my car was out of gas
Ripped this old lady, hung her neck by a hook
Didn't
'Cause I'm a gangsta, I grab her by the butt
Pull her to my side, I'm in deep
Woke that a** up just to put her to sleep
Everyday is the same thang, I
anybody
Years went by and still
She claimed to be in control
Try to grab her on the way down - missed her hand and had to watch her drown
Even
She's had a psychotic dream
For the last ten days
She feels as if she's sinking
In and out, in and out, in and out of
She combs up her hair
She
you by
So grab yourself a smoke and enjoy the ride
Just grab a smoke and move on down the line
Your girl she up and left you about a month or so ago
what I'm saying?
When I yank you by the fuckin' arm
Don't be looking at a nigga crazy
Just give up the digits and be the fuck out, you know what I'm
Don't see why you don't stay a little longer
Grab your gal and pat her on the head
If she don't like biscuits, feed her cornbread
The girls own a big
passing through
I must've seen a hundred cars go by
This is awful nice of you'
When he changed the tire
And closed her trunk
And was about to drive
in
Then we fuck in the back; Turner Station
She made me sign a disclosure
I promised her I will not say shit
Keep asking when I'ma come over
Got me
and the Slaughters run the asylum, I'm feeling
Like DiCaprio rapping on Shutter Island
This industry is pussy, guess who's gonna hit it the meanest
Give her
without a trace, no DNA, no, not a drop
'Cause me and Dre and 50, we will never get caught by the cops
CSI, they hate us, but they gotta give a lot
mama had some faith to give
And they brought him to her and his mama named him Vance
He was sick a long time then
I used to sit by him
I'd rub his
some me the Señoritas
So grab her by the hand (hand)
And make her feel the jam (jam)
It's like a salsa dance (dance)
Hotter than some desert sands
Tell 'em 3quinox, St00pid
(I do not condone no ho blowing up my line, uh)
Grab one, get one, pick one (gi-, her, gi-)
Grab one, get one, pick one
And that's why your sitting there by the telephone
And you know that she ain't going to call you!
So you put on the TV and you're watching Johnny Carson
to you
I couldn't do that, I owe my life to you
I grab the pieces of my soul
Because I need a sign
I hope this pain will heal in time
You know I
some me the Señoritas
So grab her by the hand (hand)
And make her feel the jam (jam)
It's like a salsa dance (dance)
Hotter than some desert sands
like a gorilla straight up out the damn wood
As I a kid man I used to play tug of war, now I grab chicks
By the hair and play rug a war. I'm a king baby
way down on Shinbone Alley
Number on the gate, the number on the door
The next house over is the grocery store.
Grab your partner, pat her
Her gown flowing from powerful thrusts on a move she's practiced a million times
Your hand glides across the surface, I'm in awe
Baby you're just simply
Every time I walk by she asks me
If I can spare some change
So she can run to the neighborhood Butch
And grab a little some to help her make it through
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