Mad Jack$

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[Intro] Yo I ain't gon lie bro respectfully, bro You not a shorty, you not coming in this party with me I don't give a fuck who you know bro, you don't know me like, respectfully You see, you see how I'm coming this gang, this gang with me Nothing but bad bitches with me, read the room, bro I don't care-, motherfucka you shoulda walked in with him then Why you coming in with B Jack$ get the fuck outta here Yaya, wait, look, like, wait [Verse] I hit that shit on the dash She suck me up with no hands That hoe get outta line Told her just stick to the program I'm not no regular guy, you cannot treat me like no man I'm really out in the Irv, fuck I feel like a Zoe man I got bread call me the dough man And I'm whitе where is the blow man And my futurе really is bright Hit up Bizzy, he call up the Zon man Turnt up the day after Monday And she love me like my name Makonnen Play B Jack$ she shaking that ass You hearing this music you cannot slow dance Keep a small circle like Twista I'mma just fuck her to Slow Jamz I am not playing these games I am not doing the romance I'mma just fuck her and dip, yaya wait Call her a Lyft, yaya wait Call her a Uber, yaya wait Call her a Lyft, like, yaya wait Putting in work, yaya wait Like I did a shift, yaya wait This bitch ass fat fuck it she looking it hit, yaya wait Still gonna rag that fuck it, I'm on some shit Like, look, I'm finna tag that bag that, yaya wait, like Making that ass clap ass fat all on my face, like Feeling like Mad Max, Mad Jack$ whipping that wraith I gotta cash stacks bag that keeping it safe I'm in the lab rat, Lab Jack$ this not a phase No huddle, I keep on calling these plays, yaya wait In trouble you better count up your days, yaya wait I'm in Jersey, left, right riding on my waves Like Uzi, left, right, swerving them lanes Wait back like throwing it back, yaya wait Beating her back I pull it out and I nut on her back, yaya wait Fuck it I come back, as for my comeback Feel like Tom Brady, yaya wait, making that comeback Beat I really run that, that bitch I really fuck that Want smoke, where is ya lungs at? Want smoke, where is the lungs at? And I'm high but where is the drugs at And I'm high but where fuck are the drugs at And I'm really a MC surrounded by hammers Honestly don't wanna touch that [Outro] Making that ass clap ass fat all on my face like Feeling like Mad Max Mad Jack$ whipping that wraith
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