Lyrics:
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
My bish got Fat Booty
I don't lack duty
Call me on the phone get jack fruity
Niggas be mad cos they lack juice
My bish got Fat Booty
I don't lack
Might take a hit of the jack
Might take a hit of the jack
Might just hit the jack
Don't
Don't
Don't
Don't question what I say
I got a vibe in mind and if
Another K, stackin' plays, all organic like my diet
Motherfuckers love me, I never have to buy it
I'll be in my grave before I pay for a follower
friends when I've got drugs
Well jack has got my back
And Krystal gives me love
Well Angel my darling
Just one kiss from Molly
And I fell in love with
bar
We do the same thing even in a car
Cause you know we gotta treat the Trunk like a minibar
Hot box blunt lit riding through Paseo
Shawty been bad
Jack
Ayo B, my name is Jack
Or P.Dough and don’t ask whys that
Crap
Bird just shat on my Lonsdale creps
I gotta take em back
Bro put hash in the dash
We
on Dayton's
But you better watch dees hoes
Fools PH'in', rollin' on Dayton's
But you better watch dees hoes
Some of these hoes jack, Wendy look cool but this
gats, say make caps peel
But they fake raps - you
Get slapped in ya grill
Stop lyin' to buyers, I'm tight
As pliers with the science, hahuh
The roughest
And they know I stay with the, uh (at all)
Oh, they jack the 'Bridge? Put that boy in the trunk
And if he try to run, then that boy in my blunt (get that
puff!"
Her mind was gone, but she turned me on, in fact
She was wearin' an Apple Jack hat
With a full-link fox and some pink bobby-socks
Her father had
Mai ling callin', go hit the road, jackk get off yo ass
Mai ling callin', go hit the road, jack get off yo ass
I'm really up in saccs and I'm
Straight in your face
You can stuff your trade
Union bull-shit up your kyber
But you can't have my soul
Cannot have my soul today
Jack
Forward march!
Ejo Captain Jack
Bring me back to the railroad track
Give me a bottle in my hand
I want to be drunken man
Left, right, left
fake a jack, you be a goner
Word life, I'll be the infamous
Who leaks the witnesses, crack's the wickedest
Run up in your crib, blast your kids
howled at my ma in the driving rain (Moves like Jagger)
But it's all right now
I'm jumpin' jack flash, it's a gas, gas, gas, and it goes like this
a Barbie
Need a baddie who party like Cardi
Is you ready to ride in a heartbeat?
Smoochie, no cuffin', just eat me, I'm sorry
Jack the opps, you get put
von unten nach oben in die Oberliga
Mit Jack Daniels und nem Großkaliber
Denn schon als 13-Jähriger
Saß ich mit Dealern am
Tisch wie ein Pokerspieler
puttana come i miei
Ma ci guardiamo le spalle a vicenda
Siamo scesi come lampi a dicembre
Questa roba è come un lampo di genio
In strada non torno, Jack
and ran away, Dead Flowers, they hit me in the wrong way
Jack and Jill they went climbing that mountain, they went to hold hands
But by the time they had
Hör' die Schreie wie ein Bass im Ohr (ahh)
Drilla in Manila, Serienkiller wie Jack the Ripper (hah, ah)
Moonwalk auf dem Grab von euch Michael
like, who is, who is he?
I straighten up yo boy, he raised in the streets
My name's Ramona and you can spell it when I step in yo room
Take vi, Chevy
all healthy and most of all we had her
Roy cut down a pine oak tree and we drug it home Jack and me
Daddy killed a squirrel and Louise made
Saying Call my jack but I aint worried bout that
Saying Call my jack but I aint worried bout that
Boy you got me going Crazy
Take your shot like KD
I'm
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