Lyrics:
Louis looking like Gotham
Got the hoodie on and I look like Robin
Sipping on Jack looking like what's popping
They don't even give the boy a chance no
by the park (???)
Don't you pull down in them 'partments after dark (don't you do it)
Five niggas five choppas and a brick a hard (brick a hard)
final regular season game
Of course Jack Nicholson's there
Kobe also became the oldest player to score sixty in a game
By some five years, and left
just sit there and stare
Now drink that drink and smoke that smoke
Old mister johnson turns blue and starts to choke
Somebody slap him on the back
Now
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
Got my radio playing Jack Johnson on repeat
Banana Pancakes and coconut cream
You tell me I'm the only Tan that you need
I'll get you both in
Captain Jack was a suicide pimp with a nonstop nosebleed
Fell in love with a church choir tramp
Found out she was a drag queen
Crown him
Have you heard about the big strong man
He lives in a caravan
Have you heard about the Jeffrey Johnson fight
Well oh what a hell of a fight
You can
Captain Jack was a suicide pimp with a nonstop nosebleed
Fell in love with a church choir tramp
Found out she was a drag queen
Crown him
“Done!” cried Jack, who ran all the way home to tell his mother how lucky he had been.
“Stupid boy, now we have nothing!” she was very angry.
She threw
(Mid-afternoon: the main bedroom
In Stephen Ward's
House in Wimpole Mews cHRISTINE
Lies in bed between the sheets
JACK PROFUMO is dressing)
We
Roll on momma like I asked you to do
And roll on, eighteen-wheeler, roll on (roll on)
Well, it's Wednesday evening, momma's waitin' by the phone
It
goat can't pull her wagon to gather food for her kids
She's out a vehicle
But what does that mean for farmer jack
Nothing at all, cause when prissy goat
I'm the face of my city
Cosigned by Diddy
Hard liquor, I'm shitty
Hotel with some bitty
Got her doing my bidding
You changed, no kidding
Wasn't
Jack, he was an unusual guy
He didn't care when or where he will die
But the rush of killing a man made him fly
For he had no reason, there was no
like Chi-Ali
BLAOW, we ain't got nothing to worry about
Whoop ass, let security carry them out
Watch out for the medallion my diamonds are wreckless
It
a saint"
Down the hallway footsteps were comin' for the Jack of Hearts
The backstage manager was pacing all around by his chair
"There's something funny
your immune
Provided by Johnson and Johnson or Pfizer
Nightly sponsors on the tube
System on the fritz from malnutrition
Crooks run off with the riches
only slept in once
Niggas said Hova was over, such dummies
Even If I fell I'll land on a bunch of money
Y'all ain't got nothing for me
Nas, let
only slept in once
Niggas said Hova was over, such dummies
Even If I fell I'll land on a bunch of money
Y'all ain't got nothing for me
Nas, let
find the truth
Just wait 'till her lips turn blood red
She'll fall in love with whoever, 'nuff said
And that's Johnson
He's always on some agro frat
home
All alone
With nothing to do
I'll just
Jack off
While thinkin' of you
It's not my fault
That I think you're lookin' so fine
I'll just
Jack off
While
your dirt
Mental like physical blows destroy ego's
Your style is Babylonian, like dicks in assholes
The drama unfolds, don't mean nothing up my nose
I
Promised my momma, not Johnathon Stockton
Cuz coming up short not a probable option
Rarely cocky but kind of dramatic
No aides or assistance my Johnson is
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