The Jack Artist

The Jacka The Jack Artist Lyrics
1.Get Out There


Gi girlie gon get on out there*
Show him everythang cause u don't care
Must be a supermodel your everywhere
Them ya plans does he call you? Very rare

Playboy jus get on out there
Show her everything cause you don't care
Must be a superstar you everywhere
Supafly standin out your very rare

I'm (I'm) on the dancefloor with her (her)
She tha everythang to me (me)
I'm the fly boy with the tree (tree)
In the club when the lights get dim (dim)
Thas me (me) you smell (smell)
Rob Low steady turnin up the bill (bill)
But it's trill when I'm turnin up the smoke
You know?

Gi girlie gon get on out there
Show him everythang cause u don't care
Must be a supermodel your everywhere
Them ya plans does he call you? Very rare

Playboy jus get on out there
Show her everything cause you don't care
Must be a superstar you everywhere
Supafly standin out your very rare

I'm (I'm) in the v.I.p. With her (her)
I know she love it when she touch my fir
And I'm so smooth I know it hurts
At the bar with the g's not the jerks
With the t's jeans and my crease
With the thousands ice in the mouth
With the platinum mounts and then
After the club push the engines to the house with it
Nation wide

Gi girlie gon get on out there
Show him everythang cause u don't care
Must be a supermodel your everywhere
Them ya plans does he call you? Very rare

Playboy jus get on out there
Show her everything cause you don't care
Must be a superstar you everywhere
Supafly standin out your very rare

Out the H2 drivin like I'm in a hurry
Off the hypnotic ice ice like blurry
Got the back drivers seat chicks like worried
Hit the suites after arm rest play some blueberry
Relax ya mind let ya concious be free
Your now listenin with the sounds of the J-A-C
20 rounds under my shirt nobody knows
Cop the pose In my d-boy stance the girls froze tho
They love ya boy cause I come from the yay
A-R-E-A yeah boy that's where I'm from
Never sold a million records but my time will come
Gi-girlie in my whip and she kinda dumb

Gi girlie gon get on out there
Show him everythang cause u don't care
Must be a supermodel your everywhere
Them ya plans does he call you? Very rare

Playboy jus get on out there
Show her everything cause you don't care
Must be a superstar you everywhere
Supafly standin out your very rare


2.Barney (More Crime Remix)

Feelin' the pain baby
You know what I'm sayin'?
You want some of that pain
Super Silver haze
Some of that purple stuff
Purple boy

Smokin' a stick of that Barney
But not the purple dinosaur
That shit that niggaz dyin' for
Shit my niggaz ridin' on
Sav wit the windows up
See the smoke pour out
Soon as I open the door
Soon as I go to the store
Voices like 'Whoa! Who got it?'
'You know who got it nigga.'
Summertime comin' up
Can't breathe without it
Bring the Hpnotiq
Bring the heam
Mix that shit that turn green
Now break down the purple
It's softly rough
Milwaukee Bucks
I'm from the place where they grow that stuff
You got your girl in the clutch
Just give me a light
I'll take that bitch
If she ain't give me head all night

Sellin' dope is cool
But rap is on my mind
It's hard to do them both
And get my bread at the same time
High as fuck off purple
Man I'm out my mind
Gotta grab my strap
Boy it's time to do some more crime

And all my hoes say
'Jack, you're my soul inspiration'
Even though your soul crack across the nation'
Caught the cases kept me quiet like meditation
I say 'baby I'm just really wastin'
A lot of breath on you for the sport
You think I'm nice but that's really not me
I live the that you never gon' see
Niggaz fight, they don't war like me
It's the last of my kind
There's no more like me
Trynna make it on the street
Is like swimmin' through the sea
Trynna make it to the other side of life'
My young nigga say he tired of life
And now realize he addicted to the white
Got sucked up by the war
Trynna make things right, right
'It's rainin' outside and the difference between
Us is a white bus wit cages inside
When I come home
Still face the cop cars wit gauges inside
Yo on the real it's yo rap is what kept me alive'


He said {Echoes}
'How could I change I don't know shit
War on the streets niggaz trippin' over old shit
Fuck it make the coke flip
I'm a drug dealer but my father is a cold pimp
It look good but ain't cool like cold shrimp'
Back in the bay Allah who Akbar didn't understand what he meant
Didn't force it on me for that
He and my closest homie
All my dean I'm in the life of crime
Allah is always on my mind
All the filth, all the crime
I see straight through it
There the hood go
Let's scrape through it
Gotta be a real nigga just to make music where I'm from nigga
Sellin' dope is cool
But rap is on my mind
Sellin' dope is cool
But rap is on my mind
It's hard to do them both
And get my bread at the same time
It's hard to do them both
And get my bread at the same time


3.Girls Say

(Oh baby baby babyooh jack)*
Yeeee yeeee yeee!

It's your turn now it's on me
Plat around my wrist
On ma hips a chrome thing
Steal from your mother cause shes a coke fein
Got rich overnight all started from a dream
Introduce me to your wife now that's the wrong thing
Got chicks everywhere everytime my phone rings
It's a light skin thing, or maybe it's a dark one
Got so many whips I can't remember where I park one
Celebrate everyday my childhood was a harsh one
But I'm back now 20 g's stack in my pocket
Mob figa chain and your girl wana rock it
Mob figa laywers accounts in stock markets
Make a million dollars while you other rappers targets

And all the girls say, say say

This ain't pdiddy makin the band this a g in the p city wavin my
hand
On the stage while the crowd in rage a skeet skeet
God dam ask mama over there why she playin
I see you peekin but you ain't speekin I'm from the bay but I
hit LA every weekend
She said she cuban but I thought she was puertorican
Fired up the purple and the gals start geekin
I guess it's been a while since a treal niga been around
Bend her down jeah it was real spontaneous
She not the smartest chick but she got brains ma nigg


Stop at the light let the screens do a hunid
Leada hoes in a daze for a second then gun it
Up the block one time for ma nigas out there
Tvs in the scraper let the whistle pipes blare
Can't c where you at but they hear you everywhere
22s in the van shock em with the 5th wheel
Beats slappin so hard givin nigas the chills
Runnin in all you hoes the drill
Neva popped pills but I pop suckas with the steel
Self made millionare
You say it's on to get a deal
You really just a square
Try to compete with a playa but itll never work
I'm a rich motha fucka I never work