Lyrics:
I can't quite remember the month nor date
Nothing was gwan and I was jammin' round my gate
Started friending for a Jack but had no cash
I had no
being
Trigger Happy Jack
You're gonna blow
But I'm gonna get off
before you go
My Trigger Happy Jack is just a
drive by a go-go
And after awhile
[Verse One]
I can't quite remember the month nor date
Nothing was gwan and I was jammin round my gate
Started fiending for a Jack& but had no cash
I
featuring Missy 'Misdemeanor' Elliott
[Missy]
Hahaha introducing MC Lyte
[MC Lyte]
I think I need a sound check
Hit me
That's right, that's right
A tisket a tasket
that's all you ask it
Snap your cd and drop the pieces in your casket
Like little Jack Horna', I'm still
topic
My ride is matte black
My pride is that jack
It might get ya dog shot, even a cat smacked
Anyway though, styles don't apply to me
Jeff Goldblum
topic
My ride is matte black
My pride is that jack
It might get ya dog shot, even a cat smacked
Anyway though, styles don't apply to me
Jeff Goldblum
shakin' toss like a salad,
bring those hits, 'cause K-Kwik ain't happening.
Come first, kickin dust, apple jacks, better hust.
We get those daddy's by
enough
And if it was up to me
Back in Ghana I wanna be
Link with Papi out in the streets
Back on road like we never sleep
By the shell we all gone meet
a goof
Riches on the balcony by the coastline with Cameron Tyne
All these chains, Jack with the drip (oh yeah bitch he fine)
Stare too long or Tristan
the world and back
It ain't no going back, no going back
As long as you hit my jack, just hit my jack
I want you in my life, you know you were my vice
to the top, taking the world of hip hop
By dropping the right words right where it's hot
Where are you now
Somewhere on your couch
Dancing by yourself
While
that try to get the packs flipped
Chopper hit his body make a nigga do a backflip
Hardbody nigga, fuck your bitch and send her back quick
I got
the kits want kit for kat
No licence
Fuck driving that bitch around
I rather make my line do mileage
Like Samurai Jack go mains
Samurai Jack go find em
Like
drop
in the now, i'm bangin niggaz for slide time
hurry up duke i'm next, show em mine
and what the fuck is you looking at?
by the way young blood, hit
my hair
Deal out jacks or better
On a blanket by the stairs
I ll tell you all my secrets
But I lie about my past
Will you send me off to bed
and pickin' up tags off the flo'
Bag full of clothes I remember havin' rocks in the hall
On the corner with the Glock by the balls
Servin' up a jab
It's been a good day so far
Did a little bit of chilling in my mom's backyard
I Pulled my belly right up to the bar
And I drank Jack From a mason
Down where the river cuts through the Tug Valley
Big Sandy had a gin joint surrounded by alleys
Through a dirty old glass Big Sandy could mask your
top it off
I Hit the gas
Foot to the pedal I'm pushing the metal
I know that she love me but I cannot settle
She's hot as cocaine but as cold
Onna mission we sum young niggas tryna ball
We da dream team nigga whatcha fuckin thought
Diamonds freezin niggas they call me jack frost
Who want
Run it up throw the jack in the trash/another pack gon like that (wallah)
It's a fact I smash for the cash (facts)/when they pulled me over they
Boy you better watch your mouth
This bitch got a hundred shots in it
Twin just might pick you off cause he wit me wrong or right nigga
New Jack City
pressure
Gon fall back
I ain't having nothing
Ion have jack
But I wish a nigga would tho
Bih I be the one like uno
Don't act like you was here
Growing pains
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