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bonus #2 - the jacka lyrics

[chorus]

[verse 1: husalah]
1,2,3 and listen to the sounds of the m.o.b
you look so sweet
i found em’ on my plaque, i told her she was hat
she said your name is hus?
i said yeah my name is husalah
husalah, husalah fresh in the place mama
look at my face, yeah i’m beautiful and gorgeous
east bay mobsta’, shop a lot at nordstroms
that’s where i met her, in a cashmere sweater chea’
this ain’t your typical boy meets girl
this is king of the world meets queen of the world
hey, get it girl, get it girl, yeah we do whatever
we together, tell your man he can do whatever
i can never do you wrong, them other dudes do’ed you wrong
my s*x knock our socks off, even when the shoes is on
more often than not, you think smart, and use your dome
i grab a magnum, put it on, and pump it, mommy come

[chorus]

this girl is so crazy
she needs someone, see like me to make it
i’m just a rap star, see i make hits
dre that’s a fat car, seem like a sp*ceship
i replace my b*tch, with a million more
gettin’ rich but i still feel poor
all the hoes love me, i’m hard to ignore
the heart, ball perk is all i adore
we do this for the turf n*gga’s, thug to the core
the world believe in is so the dj spins is’
remind me of my life everytime i watch menace
speak what’s on our mind, release the cell biness’
hate to be trapped, yo that’s the jail biness’
girl you my witness, you see me come up
the love of my life, only to get crushed
you can earn a lot of money, but never earn my trust
just earn my trust

[chorus]

what’s up little mama?
let’s shake the spot
this ain’t the spot, let’s dip, kick rocks
won’t you come see how i get down
let’s hit me loft by the lake and escape the town
i pray now, hopin’ in a minute i’m finna’ be
laxin’ in a mansion with all the amenities
i’m tired of thousands, i want mill*ions
so i can travel the world, like [?]
mommy come, mommy come, let’s get rich
behind every good n*gga, is a good b*tch
don’t trip, let’s dip, do things my way
let’s get ghost down the pacific coast highway
take the scenic route, so we can talk
if ya’ guy ain’t fly girl it’s not my fault
you need to quit trippin’ and get out that slump
you need s*xual relations like mrs. plump
come on

[chorus]

mommy, come to daddy
i’m gonna love you baby
this world is so crazy, you need someone sane like me to make it
come, mommy, come to daddy
i’m gonna love you baby
this world is so crazy, you need someone sane like me to make it
come mommy, come to daddy
i’m gonna love you baby
this world is so crazy, you need someone sane like me to make it
come, mommy, come to daddy
i’m gonna love you baby
this world is so crazy, you need someone sane like me to make it

- the jacka lyrics

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