Translation: 22 Jacks. Message In A Bottle.
Right now your arteries are pulsing with all me From ya heart to ya kidneys till ya kid's seed You look pitiful when I stomp compound flows to minerals
Diddy (Hey, what up girl?) Grab my glasses, I'm out the door, I'm gonna hit this city (Let's go) Before I leave, brush my teeth with a bottle of Jack '
She's all laid up in bed with a broken heart While I'm drinking Jack all alone in my local bar and we don't know how How we got into this mad situation
to know that we datin' mad models and poppin' mad bottles tonight, Punk bitch Whoa whoa oh, Punk bitch, Whoa whoa oh, Punk bitch, Whoa whoa oh, We datin' mad models and poppin' mad bottles
up in the morning feeling like P diddy Grab my glasses I'm out the door-I'm gonna hit this city Before I leave, brush my teeth grab a bottle of jack
the first one with a drink in the air We can share, 'cause when we finish this one There will be another bottle right here Bottles in the air, pour
plow the fields around Gone are the days when the ladies said "Please gentle Jack Jones won't you come to me" Brown-eyed women and red grenadine The bottle
five years if I take my time Ballin' that jack and drinkin' my wine I been chippin' them rocks from dawn till doom While my rider hide my bottle in
Verse 1] The minute I wake up I gotta get high The homies we found us a way to get by Lets call us some bitches and have a good time A lot of bottles
a squeezer, I?ve been on the hollow n-ggas alwyas been a leader no twitter, I don?t follow n-ggas f-ck glass, drink Rose out the bottle n-gga I promised
mine My nigga I'll take it grab a player hater by the neck Choke him out and try to break it Gimme your money, drop them keys It's a jack move bitch
[ 2low ] You can call me t double o to the l-o-double - yo I'm 2low, that funky little niggaroe Comin back with a brand new cut And you can new jack swing
the Cleopatra in the casino with gold sugar Dig my harlequinn and drench you with my diner garments From Beva to Bevro in the Montaro slidin' to Dero With bottles
sir Yeh, ok, this club's packed, way too crazy My icestorm weights too weavy White t-shirt livas navy, got the line around the corner Jacking in the
Lupe Fiasco:] Carrera, raised in a teenage mutant ninja turtle era waanna bear n tell the truth, I dare ya ya lie, so eat these whole bottle of these
