Lyrics:
a running back
I'll get you shut down, Laptop
That's a dead Mac
Nigga fuck you
And your folks, I don't care what you jack
Niggas in they own hood quiet, nigga
I woke up on the wrong side of the truck bed this mornin'
With a bone-dry bottle of Jack I was pourin'
Damn, she got some nerve way she kicked me
the world and back
It ain't no going back, no going back
As long as you hit my jack, just hit my jack
I want you in my life, you know you were my vice
overtook me down in Juarez Mexico.
Laid in the hot joint takin' the pill
In walked a sheriff from Jericho Hill
He said Willy Lee your name is not Jack
of 'em in every town"
"Real cool"
Ba-a-op street, ba-a-op street
Oh, it's the cat and kittens of ol' bop street
Jumpin' jacks, they ain't no square
but this love will override it
And I ain't say a thing yeah you know I'm still silent
Huncho Jack up in my speakers it's the Wild Wild West
I ain't got
niggas - what niggas?
They said they had my back but that was cap
Where the fuck y'all ass was at?
I was cheesing in the trap, pepper jack
But you know I
distracted, did he say bars our ounces?
Packin a pound of the Jack Herer, in the back of the black
Wait, hold up, relax I'm stopping at that, I've got way
me the truth don't cap
I call the shots L jack
I run the 40 in like 4 flat
I went from uber to whipping the foreign
R.I.P Nip needa find me
to old
For this jacking shit
Just think about it
Nigga watch who you be jacking with
No some niggas a put jack up in box
Why you worried about a bitch
If
Who's gonna be the next girl
From a striptease-show
In a dark-lit corner
Soho?
Yours truly
Jack the Ripper
Yours truly
He is still out there
He is
to draw you so you
Can't get up off that canvas baby.
Can we be like Jack and Rose in Titanic baby?
Your body's a canvas.
I'm painting over it.
Your
to the bones
Wish I could never feel this ice cold
Fridged like Jack Frost in the snow
Why did you put all that white in your nose
And now your eyes are closed
cooped up in this house all week
It's time to pick it up and move it down to party street
She said saddle up hoss it's your lucky day
And I'm a she cat
in the toolbox
Throw a monkey wrench and catch a ratchet
Head up into the car, reach in the glove box
Pop the trunk and go jack a rabbit
In
hiding imma dive in
To the case like jacks face in the shining
A dark chase a night race in the rising
She a smart ass runner leave yo dumbass for a
Nice
of my truck
Kentucky Mud on my shoes and my socks
Hungry Jack, pheffer tryna stuff some food in my gut
Country cat in the cowboy hat
I'm front to back
I only had a little I swear
I didn't have that much I swear
I only had
One Jack Daniels in a Solo cup
Two refills of the vodka punch
Three cokes cut
Village
On expense accounted gruel
And the jack knife barber drops her off at school
Laughing in the playground gets no kicks from little boys
Would
ain't gotta ask, I can drive my own boat
You like my style, how the hell did I know?
Back in the city, Jack Harlow with the flow
Spit on this beat like
Ayy, ayy, ayy
I'm flippin' through traffic like Dolphins
If you wanna feature, gon' cost ya
Bout to go meet with Jack Trippa in Austin
I only do business
Marie Helena
My firelight, you steal my heart
Oh Marie, Marie Helena
Oh Marie, Marie Helena
Caught up with Jack O'Lanterns in a town called Make It Hurt
Since Robespierre slaughtered half of France!
And Indian chiefs with their old beliefs know
The balance is undone, crazy ions
You can feel it out in
Yes indeed
Yes yes
It comes out if it's in you, yes indeed
Yes indeed
Makes you shout, Jack, it sends you
Yes indeed
Well let me hit you
When
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