Lyrics:
Posted up in the south side
Please Take me back to them happy days
3 shots of jack to numb my insides
Please Take me back to them happy days
Posted
2 Shots (To The Back Of The Head)
Written by Jack Swagger, Marcus Jones, Jack Smith, and Rich Salsbury
Never saw the light when we died
Chokin'
headache
674 kult a v doublecupu Jack
Chtěl bys racks
Ale seš na zemi wrecked
Neměl nic a teď dívej na můj rank
Nemáš balls
Nikdy nenaplníš bag
Ale práce
don't love me back
I was waiting by the phone
Couldn't hit me back
So now I'm all alone
Mary Jane and Jack
I can't get you off my mind
Think I'm too
Light the stage with glow, a neon light show
Day or night I know
Revving my motor
Still a lover and a hoper not Batman nor the joker
Caught by
a cup
And if you don't want it, then burn the hell up
I'm tellin you now boy, you ain't jack
Talkin much junk like Mr. T at your back
but he's
you want some water,
I'll get
you a cup And if you don't wantit, then burn the hell up I'm tellin'
ya now,
boy, you ain't jack Talkin' that junk
good, I feel just like ballin' the jack
Got down by the station, suitcase in his hand
My, my baby's comin' home
Lord, don't he look grand?
Well, I feel
I'm jumpin' jack flash,
It's a gas! gas! gas!
I was raised by a toothless, bearded hag,
I was schooled with a strap right across my back,
But it's
Jack, he is a banker
And Jane, she is a clerk
And the both of them are
Saving up their money
Then they come home from work
Sittin' by the fire
Radio just
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
gotta say jack
'Cause they don't want it like that
Want it like that
Let's make a deal
Can't get no money, boy, cause you can't keep it real
You so fake,
Something's wrong with Jack
Something's wrong with Jack
Don't know if we're ever gonna get him back
He's all alone up there, locked away inside
Never
And hear the lonesome whistle, see the smoke from the stack
Pal around with Democratic fellows named Mack
So, take me right back to the track, Jack
alright?"
- "Mhmm" - "Alright"
- "yeah"
(Just remember, I'm always there for ya')
In honor of Jack's birthday tonight
I thought bring somebody here tonight
And hear the lonesome whistle, see the smoke from the stack
Pal around with Democratic fellows named Mack
So, take me right back to the track, Jack
of the town
The incidents may vary
Jack and Mary Benny (24)
Nick and Sister Kenny (25)
Made the scene for me, too
Like little Lottie Lenya (26)
Helped
fuss"
Drunk, she stumbles down by a river
Screams calling London (London!)
None of us heard her coming
I guess the carpet weren't rolled out
"Oh
fuss"
Drunk, she stumbles down by a river
Screams calling London (London!)
None of us heard her coming
I guess the carpet weren't rolled out
"Oh
I flex on my opp
Niggas a shoot up ya block
Come thru in a drop
Pop out and you jack in da box
I nipseyed the socks
Drizzled da neck lit up
yea yo shit Lapse
Im going strong running these Laps
My eyes is open I see the traps
Dont pump me up, I dont need Jack
You talking fic, I'm talking
for 5 jacks i need all them phones
And she gone throw the pussy back cause the dog den sold
Everything i ever did i did it by myself
266 ent bitch i
Okay, so
So every virgin around me is getting married to pay their child support
By the age of twenty-two
Just say the rhyme
Say the rhyme for me one
Get it done stack it up love my cheese like colby jack (go)
Watch the squad go far when they follow these plays I'm the quarter back
I'm just tryna
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