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The Jacka
The Jacka
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dominick L Newton
Dominick L Newton
Lyrics
Traxamillion - Sultan H. Banks
Traxamillion - Sultan H. Banks
Composer

Lyrics

I know you see me right here every time you drive by But truth to admit, you don't ever ask why You know I got paper cus I'm a D-Boy You my B-Girl, glamorous lifestyle Rocks on the wrist big things nice car You wanna live life with a rich rock star Everybody know us, everybody know y'all I think I'ma a rush so I probably never call Why you tryna front girl you know you ain't ready I be in the hood every day with my family We the mafia similar gone get me I'ma animal, miss my close don't fit me Hangin on my ave when we pull up in the Bentley Nobody ever laugh girl we always leanin nigga All I ever wanted was to see what was in yah I'm the Jack ice cold Mack from The Figgas Lock N tha county share my cell with a killa All he ever said to jack I neva heard a nigga realah fat sherm To the fo' XIV gorillaz all my niggas doin life do what I can to my life betta I know you see me right here every time you drive by But truth to admit you don't ever ask why You know I got paper cus I'm a D-Boy You my B-Girl, glamorous lifestyle Rocks on the wrist big things nice car You wanna live life with a rich rock star Everybody know us, everybody know y'all I think I'm a rush so I probably never call You know you love The Jacka I'm right here boutta dipp out in my six fit gear Tear tree smoke and them tens on there Tryna find the Hus nigga all white pair Buy the Gucci Loafers you'll never know where Go buy ma new shit hop in the chair Some tell a muthafucka how it ain't fair Never seen ma color before all my shoes rare You can hit the mall, but you'll never find uhm there no Boy you know the jump off yeah? yeah Bought to make it pop off dough tho This box thing is all I know, Know I know you see me right here every time you drive by But truth to admit you don't ever ask why You know I got paper cus I'm a D-Boy You my B-Girl, glamorous lifestyle Rocks on the wrist, big things nice car You wana live life with a rich rock star Everybody know us, everybody know y'all I think I'm a a rush so I probably never call My lifestyle baybee lika a S500 Gather up yo friends jump in and I'm a gun it Then give me ten minutes and mah glock talk hit yah Andre Nickatina in yo camera phone picture I watch how the wheels rotate, break down a eighth The color of ma sneaker is the color of my face I wear my wife beater like a banga My rap style freak got one up in the chamber I know you see me right here every time you drive by But truth to admit, you don't ever ask why You know I got paper cus I'm a D-Boy You my B-Girl, glamorous lifestyle Rocks on the wrist, big things nice car You wanna live life with a rich rock star Everybody know us, everybody know y'all I think I'm a a rush so I probably never call You know I got paper cus I'm a D-Boy You know I got paper cus I'm a D-Boy Rocks on the wrist big dreams nice cars You know I paper cus I a D-Boy
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