Lyrics:
mansion in Miami
Off a straight pimping
Million dollar jack, off straight tenthing
Bitch, we cop blocks, call it square business
I ain't goin' back
If only you
Whoa
Yeah
(If only you, if only you)
(Jack is producing bangers)
Yeah, uh
Yeah
If only you knew
If only you knew (Whoa)
If only you knew
Bitch you a wack nigga, yeah we know
We put a lame nigga in a pack
How you a black nigga named Jack?
How you a black nigga named Matt?
How you a black
shit you
Never seen
Mike-Jack stepping
Watch me billie jean
Trying to fit a whole hundred
In these amiri jeans
The money get longer
Like limousines
He
What's up? Let's go
Let's go, man (yo, girl, you heard that Dirty shit?)
Yo, Snoop Dogg
Yo, Dre (yeah, yeah, yeah, that nigga taking over)
Yo,
Me, I'm like a pilot, G5 Jet I'm fly as shit
You cannot deny it, oh no, no-no, no-no
Bitches be on my dick, designer threads, I'm fly as shit
You
Me, I'm like a pilot, G5 Jet I'm fly as shit
You cannot deny it, oh no, no-no, no-no
Bitches be on my dick, designer threads, I'm fly as shit
You
that nigga (bitch) -- tell that nigga Jack to come out...
Where Jack at? Jack!...
[Ghostface Killah]
So you said what, now? You got the whole shit
about the would and when's?
If's, maybe's, could-have-been's? You didn't know shit about me, man
You didn't go to school in the clothes that I had to wear
chewing Jack's semen
Tell them boys I'm on the way with it
Ain't shit changed, but the goddamn slang
And the people tryna' hang with us
Y'all should
Hard, soft, get your ice cream
Ice cream
Peruvian ice cream
Ice cream
Well, it's the ice cream man, bitch, don't you hear the music
I got the shit
Some Junior Mafia shit right here
We just gonna set it off
We's know the deal
This shit is real
On this end uh
Shit is real on this end
At exactly 11:35pm on January 21st I fell asleep sound
At exactly 11:35pm on Januray 21st some shit went down
[Aesop Rock]
I got one Jack or Jill
Jill won't,
to knock us
Tryin to kill or stop us, jack our propers
Busta Bus, they fakin, the cake is for the takin
While they runnin they face, I'm lettin the plan
southside bitch
Eastside nigga, westside bitch
Northside nigga, southside bitch
If your click anything and
You talkin' much shit
Say fuck that shit, say fuck
banana clip to a banana click
Now that's some Miami shit
Give me your big old shit
With a ton of bricks
Now that's some Miami shit
Chevy's on 22's
I am hip-hop: look through the lens
My fitted cap got the gold
Sticker on the brim
I look like an 8, but I flow like a 10
The New Jack that got G
rhymes
From the top of the tongue to burn ya ear drums
Rotten shit, make the opposite team call time out
Knockin niggas three times my size out
The crowd
niggas might think you is playin
I'm the type that wanna go get revenge
I'm type nigga you beefin wit me you got problems Wit me that shit might not end
Yeah I'm big rip
Dropping bombs on the mic I'm taking big shits
Steal his bitch I took her to the crib like a pick six
Lay her down eat her coochie
my past is effectin my future
That's the kinda wound you can fix with a simple suture
Wanna talk about the good but never the trauma
Like this shit
You can say shit in stressful situations
Blurt out things with no hesitation
Bill learned his lesson when he became red
Cause he acted like
violence instead
Oh shit, that's the OG hittin'
Finna hit a puff, like the OG Diddy
Take that, take that, I got more of these, nigga
Walk around with
that
Ayy, Jack
I mean, Mack
'Cause Jack is the Mack
And he's back, believe that
Ayy, this can't just be luck
It's a reason all this shit be
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