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okay well I admit it, the only thing
I'm really good at's being me, lordy dee

I'm a semi educated, honky tonkin' fool
Jack Bean's sedated, rated
I'd rather eat my chili beans
At Jack's or John's or Jim's or Jean's
Than taking my chances eating down at Smokey Joe's Café
I risked my like with
A chef's hat on his head and a knife in his hand
He grabbed me by the collar and began to shout
You better eat up all your beans, boy and clear right
chili beans
At Jim's or Jack's or John's or Gene's
Then take my chances eating down at Smokey Joe's Cafe
Why risk my life when that Smokey Joe's
beans 
At Jim's or Jack's or John's or Gene's 
Then take my chances eating down at Smokey Joe's Cafe 
Cause I risk my life when Smokey Joe's a crazy
tennis shoe pimpin', 40 Thevz in position
Fee-Fi-Fo-Fum, now nigga I'm a giant
and yo ass is like Jack,
but yo magic beans is wack
Skills is what you lack
girl you will be
But no, he didn't do jack for me
I want a bean with the beanstalk
And if the magic ain't right, time to walk

Used to be your baby,
girl you will be
But no, he didn't do jack for me
I want a bean with the beanstalk
And if the magic ain't right, time to walk

Used to be your baby,
self-awareness
To find out who I am
And I'd rather have a, a Big Mac or a Jumbo Jack
Than all the bean sprouts in Japan

So don't ask me what I'm into
I don't need
I was at the bar with my drinkin team,
It was me Jack Daniels and my homey Jim Bean.
We were kinda blitzed and we were trying to behave Y'all
when
Jack
You want some jelly beans, you want a scooby snack
[Fat Sweaty Betty]
You want some Dominoes, you want a Milky Way
You gotta kick it to the sugar
a beef 
and work in the ghetto like Jack Tucker work some beans
livin off a high, rollin on this ride
bitches on the side, but only give them 2 weeks
past dusk 
And mama said well I bet they don't even have coaloil or beans to boil 
A log apples cranges and such 
Me and Jack took a jar of coaloil nd
Trev' on the drums
Grand Ole Opry, here we come, uh

Jack be nimble, Jack be quick
Jack up the spoon on the candlestick
Dopestick pimpin' on the one-trick
orange, green

[Snoop Dogg]
Jack starts hangin 'round with some fiends
Got strung out, sold the cow for beans
Told young wifey, "I love ya honey
But
Brown rice, citrus, salad, sandwich
Chicken or beef fajita combo plates
Black beans with rice
Meatball hoagie 
Guacamole
Chicken patty 
Apple fritter
the stocks in the market crashed

The solid waste here bulks in plenty of thieves
And plenty of greed, nothing to eat but a can of beans
And I'm stuck with
jump you!
Jump a nun
Jump a Jack
Jump for fun
Jump back
How's about us jumpin' in the sack?
And now, it's time for a jump attack
Get up and jump
blessed we were,
At least we were all healthy and best of all, we had her.

Roy cut down a pigapple tree and we drug it home, Jack and me,
Daddy killed
a flapjack
A stack, a rack, a six-pack Jack
Just call me Jack Kerouac
Click-clack open up the hatchback
I could eat a Bubble car or a packamack
Pattacake,
Dumb diti dumb dang dang di dumb
2 bums in an alley with a bottle of rum 
1 bum said look Jack I'm the shit
Put his knees to his ears and sucked
and grits, mmm
Some jack in a barrel and a hog in the pit now
Need some hard red clay and a soft sand hill
Some black water healing some time to kill
I'm
I was sittin' in a chair at the H and R Block
Some bean countin' pencil pusher runnin' up the clock
Said, "I've tallied up your numbers through
Chicken Box, corn dog, hot grits, pecan logs, watermelon, pigs feet, fried squirrel, head cheese.
Pork brains, sweet tea, hamhocks, butter beans
the increase gettin jack right in front of me
So I pull the tech close, my finger's on the trigger
Don't wanna get wet, so they step
Cause mine's is slighty

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