Lyrics:
a jack of all trades and master of none
But that's much better than a master of one
I'm the jack of all trades but a master of none
And I won't stop until
in fact, it's a gas
But it's all right, I'm Jumpin' Jack Flash
It's a gas, gas, gas
I was drowned, I was washed up and left for dead
I fell down to my
running
Selling these smarties never been no dummy
If I hit Mon jack I know he coming
If I hit Mon jack I know he boming
In gelato we trust Ian new to this
these niggas gon' stop me
No bitch can stop me
Ride or die, my baby Kawasaki
Or a Bugatti
Break it down now, let me roll it
Michael Jack, Janet Jack she
Cocaine flow have ya geeking all night
I ain't no sucker but what you did too me baby it wasn't right
I should of pushed you in them hills jack and Jill
How could someone like you mess me up? (oh ohh)
Fourteen in the bathroom, call it puppy love
Said "You're pretty" and I was enough (oh ohh)
Four
scooter that night
Johnny had a jacks up Chevy that could blow you right off the line
Skinheads tats and a Fred Perry
There's a was in the cemetery
Aye Chriso made this beat yeah
The youngins in my city got some cold hearts Jack Frost
Everybody wanna be the boss but forget the cost
A lot
the place for that
Go on, pack your bags and fuckin' hit the road, Jack
But if you do succeed in keeping up with all the madness
Then you deserve congrats
finally settled in
I might go peter pan mike jack swag I might just live in never land
Goddamn it I got damn got like too damn high I might not ever land
I still can picture him
His hands in his back pockets
He wasn't much for words
But when the wise kids made a racket
He just had to go
Wish I could love like I
Used to, wish I was strong for us both
Ice in my jack that's just
The way that I cope
X's and O's
Tell me where did they go
jack
cll laid shacked in a two room house
cte up all ya racks and then they moved out
clong wit all that while living on ya couch
Stole gold from my
sipping on yak
Get the stress off my back
Let 'em ask who's on that
9 plus 10 like black jack
I'm all in, no half-ass
Raptors claw, my strap back
Ride
night
Hit the block till we came up
In the sino black jack seen
The Sun coming up
Aye long live white bread
At the end of the day
Nobody searching for
I sing, School of Rock like Jack Black
Here's a true fact in the shower I never lack
Strapped up and soapy, I'm a gangster in the bath
Lather me up,
or
Back up off me
Do be stupid
And try to jack me homie See
You all in ya feelings ya See
That's what's happening Really
I'm all in my bag
And niggas
sono chimica e c’ho fame
Sono in para al nono jack che mi sta prendendo male
Chiedi in giro di Jay e sapranno dirti
Che quando giro coi miei sembriamo
runnin' back, ooh ooh
(Oh oh)
Let's rendez-vous down in Hartsfield Jack
It's always space for two, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh if you say that you want it, you got it
New York in June, how about you?
I like a Gershwin tune, how about you?
I love a fireside when a storm is due.
I like potato chips, moonlight
of serotonin
Plug the jack of your telephone
In to the wall so I can call your bluff
Just to say what's up, how ya doin'
Now I've ruined the beautiful
Sound
the morning and plow
Big Jack Earl was eight foot one
And he stood in the road and he cried
He couldn't make her love him, couldn't make her stay
But tell
I was sittin' on a bar stool
In a barbecue joint in Tennessee
When this old boy walked in
And he sat right down next to me
I could tell he'd been
up with your head in a vice, feeling empty as a bottle of jack
But I finally found something worth loving, that's loving me back
You get me high,
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