Lyrics:
Multiply that number by ten
You get a lot of answers
When you want a dildo in their ass
That's not for me
Boy sit down have a seat
Then add a wink I see your
We win, yes sir
We win, yes sir
And we win, yes sir
I believe that
With you by my side, together
We can touch he sky, see we win
We will be
ungrateful
'Cause now my career's in flow
And Al, Luke and Jack, I appreciate you more than you know
There's just a lot that so far I've been keeping
smile
Captain Jack will get you high tonight
And take you to your special island
Captain Jack will get you by tonight
Just a little push, and you'll
smile
Captain Jack will get you high tonight
And take you to your special island
Captain Jack will get you by tonight
Just a little push, and you'll
that you won't like
(Dodge Veg-O-Matic there in the parking lot)
You had best stay home, sir, better take your bike
(Dodge Veg-O-Matic there in
company bitch call me Jack Tripper
[Chorus]
[Snoop Dogg]
I'm back up in the VIP
In a cloud of smoke
Be poundin' surrounded by all my folks
Give me
There once was a kid by the name of Dave
Who stayed in the mix and never ever obeyed
He paid no attention to the shit
That was taught to him
Always
Cactus Jack (yeah!), got plaques on plaques, yeah (alright!)
Hits on hits, yeah (yeah, yeah), in the mix (it's lit!)
Huncho farm (Huncho,) got your bitch
is at
See I ain't even trynna argue
Stop responding back
Used to pick up the first ring
Now I ignore the jack
And i aint even in the mix
I been falling
smile
Captain Jack will get you high tonight
And take you to your special island
Captain Jack will get you by tonight
Just a little push and you`ll
them gargle the dicks like watching a game of tennis
Gripping it like a rocket they back and forth with the penis
The darker one on my balls she told
Pocket filled up wit dem rack
Trap jumpn jumpn jack
Junkies knockin at da back doe
Never leave wit out da flag pole
Watchin out for da five o
Ducked
turn the car off
Quick hit from the back then I skrt off the lot (skrt)
I ain't no chef but, Boyareed’s lil’ niggas stupid
Fallin’ in love like they got
wife because of it
But I got this life because of it
Told ya, game don't never get old
[Sir Mix-A-Lot - talking]
Yeah don't grab the game bull by
an unbelievable night
I called it surreal, Sir Mix-a-Lot tape in
Hit the spot, spot my next victim
I'm picky like I missed a spot shavin'
Came to sip vodka, shit
Get busy!
Sir Mix-A-Lot bread the ultimate freak
So cute in a suit, my beats can see
Intelligent freak, wardrobe complete
You can fold my robe,
a sap
Then they towed it away and I still got to pay Big-Jack
The tow-truck, car-lot, bank, store, hotel, police, judge
The whole town is owned by
goods back
I rap for writers that pack strap to rhymers that backpack
To 25 to lifers that jack MAC
We movin' ratchets, no Kat Stacks, it's magic
The way
It's a mack attack, coming from way back
My name is Too $hort baby, I don't play that jack
I'm from the Dangerous Crew, and I tell you it's true
to fight back cause the new jack black macks
Ain't did shit about that, whack, jackin'
And I'm packin'
'Cause I'm down for the bank I'm stackin'
And in
the Mix-a-Lot
Bitches put 'em on the glass while
I'm puttin' stickers on they ass
I rule everything around me like cash
On the rocks of reality, dreams get
Call me Your Majesty
Sir smoke alotta
Luh Shotta E
Shut down the parking lot
Bussin juggs off the magic jack
Dey Callin me but I ain't Callin
back and pull strings
Yeah yeah
Used to have that fuckin' title by name
Yeah yeah now that's nothin' but some
Fire to my flame, Yeah yeah
You ain't
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