Ho Happy Jackie

What's up AZ?

Maintaining G

I'm saying, tough titty, somebody gotta suck it

I'm casing the joint, what's up?

I'm saying, it's mad down bitches up in here though

Let me tell you though they assignments subtract, they ain't adding on

How you doing, AZ?

Ooh boo, you definitely thick, no question

Yeah, but it cost

Yo man, gimme change for a penny, I'll pay for that

I know who you is, Ho Happy Jackie

Whoever thought of that sweet thing, born model material

That hated hot cereal, could grow to be a hot silly ho

Really though, it's a shame for this damn dame

'Cause everything's brand name

When will she get enough of these damn games?

Strutting with her unbuttoned blouse like it ain't nothing

Dragging her wagon knowing fellas be flagging and fronting

Hoping by keeping her gear, wear, and hair dope

Then some really big willy ****'ll dig her and get open

And give her what only a tender money would deserve

She got some nerve thinking every ****'s a herb

That goes around tricking on every chicken that he's sticking

Male or female, whoever gassed her need an ass kicking

'Cause if it's more than one fella tryna get with her

The hell with the fly, she only sliding with the highest bidder

But if you ask me, she's nothing but a nasty

Money hungry, unclassy Ho Happy Jackie

Yo son, word to mother, man, let's keep it real

That bitch ain't nothing but poison, man

Every **** that bitch fuck with, something happen to

She see a pinky ring shining

She offer a **** a piece like he handling

Check it, this one Jamaican wasn't faking with the bacon

'Cause ever since him, she was on, if I'm not mistaken

But then again, this money getting Dominican

Caught him when she was falling off and made her win again

Now nothing can stop it once she's in a **** pocket

She be seeing more profit than them livest weed spots get

Making her income and then some

'Cause even a wedding band on her hand

Won't stop a man who wanna spend some

Diamonds and furs is all she want, that damn glamour girl loving it

Out there clubbing it, dancing like one of Hammer girls

Happy Jackie the jigga ho

Her job is to jack a ****'s dough

I call her Jackie, the jack a **** pro

And it's true, count all the fellas she flew through

She even juiced Jack the Jew, Jackie I'm scared of you

And I remember that '87 September

When she was slimmer, she was a ho hopping beginner

But now from acne, nappy hair, and gear that was tacky, she's on

Yo, I got this sucker

Yes, you do

Ooh, he handling, that's AZ from the East side, yo, you better work that ass

You know I'm saying though, is he tricking boo?

Yo, he tricking

Good

But he got a baby mom

Yo, fuck that I gotta get his dough thing

'95, I'm getting it all

Yeah, go ahead, girl

So all the sugar dick dirty devil dog slick daddies

Don't get outfoxed and slicked and switched into a trick daddy

Tricking your whore, hustling ends for some skins

'Cause next you'll be tricking on all the family members and friends

She got a way that make you feel like you gotta stay

And it's not a way she'll play 'cause it's bills that she gotta pay

So married or single, watch out for Jackie when you jingle

She might sting you and ain't not telling what that sting'll bring you

You could fall off point and get careless

Lose all awareness, go hairless

Why she wouldn't care if you go bankrupt

Her lifestyle's corrupt

So knowledge before your wisdom or understanding is fucked

'Cause if you ask me, she's nothing but a nasty

Money hungry, unclassy Ho Happy Jackie

Yo, what's up AZ, we out?

I'm saying, whatever, baby, if, uh, dinner gon' lead to breakfast

And it's on you, it's all good

Yo, I got you all the way

Let's stop talking 'bout it and be about it

Yo, my man whip outside, we can leave now

You bugging the fuck out, what's wrong with you?

Word up, the fuck you talking 'bout?

Bitch tryna get a **** killed or something?

I'm saying

Get the fuck up outta here

I'll suck your dick

Yo, you stupid, get the, you Ho Happy Jackie ass bitch

Yo, get the, hey yo son, come get her the fuck outta here, son

Hey yo, get the Mo', son, we walking out the fucking club

With that shit right now

Word up, hey yo, kick that bitch in the back