Lyrics:
of this?
The makings of the perfect bitch
A ghoul at night, I roll like Jack the Ripper trying to choose my wife
I need a ass of a stripper, fat lipper
Loose booty (x8)
Eeny meeny miney moe
Catch a junkie by the toe
If he holler let him go
If he don't, do the loose booty
Loose booty
Skin it
they see ya man passing
I'm in the Aston Martin, unforgivable blackness beg your pardon
All my Jack Johnson nigga, all my shows sell tix like Boston
Yo, what's up?
This is G-Love coming at you live out here from California,
Even though I'm Philly born and bred
And I got my man Jack Johnson
Jack Johnson in the studio today - we just got out of the surf
my man, Jack, tell 'em what time it is...
(uh, com 'on)
sweeping
too fly like I'm a Maverick
Jack be nimble Jack be quick
Jack jump over the candlestick
Jack's not a bright boy but he got the stick
Jack of all,
got em up open all over town
Strictly biz, she don't play around
Cover much grounds, got game by the pound
Getting paid as a forty
Each and every day,
paper
Baby now you gotta throw me a lic, hit the shops and then we jump out quick
To the Benz, then we out by six, if you lookin' for my Adisas's
I'm
problems, man we got em
Man we stay driving they possum
Holding the W, W give 'em the E
Cause I am the best like Dwayne the rock Johnson
Stunning em Stone
handle that
Doing 180 in a cat
Never heard the shìt that ya jack
Nîgga said he bout it that's cap
Ima drill em down in all black
I been feeling my niche
run when I pick up my jack
It's worse than a gun when I show I clap
Made some mistakes and they like how he back
Stayin' in place like a Russian attack
that album
The Score by The Fugees
Or Bob Marley's greatest hits
The Legend album
Or the Blueprint
Or Abbey Road
Or something that
When you hear it
wack, matter fact
It's like a cat from Mexico
That trap all kinda yay
(Kanye) wearin' a MAGA hat
A holy shirt and a pair
Of Yeezy's tryna swagger jack
You
reflection
You will see a reflection of perfection
Jack Johnson of hip hop
Cause lyrically I can exceed every expectation
Words so clear but you need glasses
they say nah, make em say so
Step on they toes, get in they face
I don't care if you by yourself in Miami with a chick going vacate
Jump on payphone,
or like Chris Johnson
My thumbs keep strumming kinda like the Mumford & Sons
Mommy went dumb when she got that call I had got caught
Kicked out
And you betta put a low jack on yo ho mane
I just call her boo
I don't know her whole name
Keep it on the low mane
All we eat is lo mien
Came from
fuckin Rock so what's up hoe?
You wanna get fucked by me dick mick dangles
Then drop your funky drawers straight down to your ancles
And swing that big ass
The makings of a perfect bitch
A ghoul at night
I role like Jack the Ripper
Trying to choose my wife
I need a ass of a stripper, fat lipper
Mad niggas in this
switches
One hit of that knock me on my ass
They my dearest freinds, in a place where growth demands the distance
And my oldest ones moved on , im still
and be your funeral
(Have your momma ten and two, with my homies spinnin' through
Drive-by, layin' side by side as they viewin' you
Ha, cause you will
Hit it!
Aww yea!
Yeah
La-di-da-di, la-di-da-di
La-di, la-di!
You know what? Yo, peep this
La-di-da-di, we like to party
We don't cause
spit slugs, leave marks in the floor
Yo, I stomp through the yard, I march through the hall
Charles Bronson them hard, Jack Johnson your jaw
If I sell
whip
From California hit this if you wanna
Smoking on this spliff
Dirty nigga
Yea I came up off that mat
Imma purdy nigga
Cant see my face cuz I use
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