Lyrics:
Hey baby
I don't want to be kind of direct, but
I like
I think I like that's your hair
If it is your hair
I don't want to sound kind of different,
to help
He practically lived by himself
Only his dad, who was never around
Whenever he was, Jack could never be found
He got away quick cause if he didn't
G, now what you think that stand fo?
I'm gangsta on the streets and I keep it Crippin' in the studio
Who else be up late night ready to jack like
planned to do her any harm
So, look here
I put her on the back of my bike
And-a we went riding
Down by old man Johnson's farm
I said now, overcast
Rollin' in a golden Tacoma, the shit's stolen
If that bitch tell on me, I'ma do a fuckin' drive-by in her colon
With my meat, gotta keep it obsolete
on the back of my bike
And-a we went riding
Down by old man Johnson's farm
I said now, overcast days never turned me on
But something about the clouds and her
with chicken nuggets costing more than a DVD of Crocodile Dundee
If Mad Max is the future count me in
At least then I'll get rewarded for original sin
to God all I fear
Is Allah so why try me?
Cross me get crucified, why would I lie akhi?
You look like the Predator by prey
(pray) on God akhi
They say if
planned to do her any harm
So, look here
I put her on the back of my bike
And-a we went riding
Down by old man Johnson's farm
I said now, overcast
show you right
Take you places I know you like
I could make you a celebrity overnight
Come here, girl, you could hang if you bored
We could do plenty
'Cause I'm too sick, I'll give you the rabies (What?)
And I'm fluent, you could not erase me (Nope)
And you're stupid if you think you could (Yeah)
And I
show you right
Take you places I know you like
I could make you a celebrity overnight
Come here, girl, you could hang if you bored
We could do plenty
Well Let me know how this real if we living a lie? We used to hustle nickels & dimes, just to get by. Like if you need it hit my jack meet me
reflect that
I ain't one of these new wave dons
I don’t wanna be the hardest out
Nowadays I’m influenced by lupe’ songs
Substance in abundance
And if you
they mouth
When they can't amount to shit
It's really funny, real funny
If you mad about this song
I hope you stay mad, haha
Grip you by the teeth till
The problem I'm nervous when curtains get raised
Frankly I'm thinking bout what coulda been if I maybe just picked up a pen
Notebook was less about math but
'Cause I just asked him was the tics tight and I think he just said no
1993 creation for steps of born leezys
Wrote rhymes in class, bored by teachers
hookers all day
I'm just having fun, yeah
This is what the world's come to
If you're offended by this shit
I'm saying "Good, fuck you"
Tsss, I'm just
drugs on the people like I was Johnson & Johnson
Stack commas, no conscience, deal death for the profits
Number one, I got a bill in to the legislature
'm feening
So don't hit me with that
I ain't know you could spit
When you follow me on Social Media
Huh
Represent bitch I'ma leader
I got hell of cases
Vibe on the low, they'll never know where to go
When I told you that I'm gorgeous you could never ignore this
Movin on the floor this hustle will pay
a plane
I got Gucci shades
Ain’t no numbers ain’t no games
Take this shit right by the reigns
I could show you all the things
Come and take my hand don’t
on the back of my bike
And-a we went riding
Down by old man Johnson's farm
I said now, overcast days never turned me on
But something about the clouds and her
put her on the back of my bike
And a we went riding
Down by old man Johnson's farm
I said now, overcast days never turned me on
But something about
Discuss these if i could dvd by jack johnson Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In