Lyrics:
I'm just sayin holmes
Why be in direct
Don't let Ya mouth
Run bill
That Ya mouth
Can't cash
I'm just sayin holmes
Why be in direct
Top shottas in
I woke up, feeling like dropping a song
I just might dump it off on your front lawn
My mind travels like a pod in a time portal
Jack The Rip beats,
dou desconto quando o assunto é feat
Sabe como é..
te faço mexer like a HappyFeet (like a happy feet)
Jack Honey tennessee
Drinking gold in miami
They say we don't know jack
At the plant, we proved 'em wrong
We traded in our souls at night and sold 'em for a song
And if Satan had a lady
maler
Lo deziem an kilot blan i sort dann péi lerop di nor ousa la ter lé ver
I apel ali Jack O’
Son lanblem in navé pou lantern
Si in ring pou lo mo
clack)
If necessary, pet cemetery, ya kitty cat, won't let em eat
'Cause my other problems too many rats
Ya boy a beast on this mic Jack
Da ratchet
to the jesters
Dont let them niggas gas you up you in a tesla
Yall been moving quite thru them streets
Ya been four two Doug'n I'm jack robin in my cleats
Doctor
rãmas în sticla de Jack Daniels fals *sssshht*
Stau pe-un nor si cânt la harpã fredonând un hit, zic:
Cheloo, Ombladon, Freaka-da-disk, Rebel Music
Fetele
Make some jack
Hold that cat
Till I get back
And it's a good little thing
And it's a good little thing
And it's a good little thing
And it's just right
had fascinating ways
A fascinating gaze in their eyes
Some who took me up to the skies
But their attempts at love
Were only imitations of
My old flame
[dialog]
Jack - He's busy telling Mike not to record up in Studio
North, not to put his money into
any recording. Nic's trying to talk him out
Howdy folks, let's go for a ride
Get your favorite one to sit by your side
Cuddle up in a sleigh
Giddyap Nellie Grey
And away we go.
While you
in the back in case the
Jacks ran through my house (Uh)
I'm treated like a king when
I land in the South 30 bottles
Let my shooters all stand
tryna attack
Woah woah
You gotta adapt
Cuz you know i’m dulling like jack
Girl i’m in love with your movement
The way you moving ya that shit is so
make it clap
If you throwing racks
It do jumping jacks
Sit you back
Put it in yo lap
It's a trap
Once you feeling that
You gon throw a stack
And I
the mule in 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
(pull it), killing all the game, k-killing all the
I said BiGGY is the name (yeah)
I popped up like a Jack in the box
Everybody wanna rap, but they
say
That papa never worked aday in his life
Some bad talk going around sayin'
Papa had three outside children
And another wife
That ain't right
fuck's sake
Serve a mood so good they wanna jack my plate
Keeping locked up in my room (Lock it), whacking snooze
One-man-band the stu (Uh huh), Pac-Man
timers and some a waitin' to burn
Wino Skid Row Joe
Now some will say yesterday I really had the jack
But paper and pen got me locked in them checks
Jack the ripper jack the ripper jack the ripper jack the ripper
You are running around
I've never mislead
Except when I'm the boom boom boom in your
They say we don't know jack
At the plant, we proved 'em wrong
We traded in our souls at night and sold 'em for a song
And if Satan had a lady
Jack Naifeh is kind of annoying
Like today in physics he was just being so obnoxious
Like everything he says is just…
Jack why are you so stupid?
Why
Oh... when you cross that line that you know you can't erase
To fall in lust not love ain't no sin at all
And tell me when your wit'chor best
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