Перевод: 22 Jacks. Послание в бутылке.
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
(Hey, what up girl?) Grab my glasses, I'm out the door I'm gonna hit this city (Lets go) Before I leave, brush my teeth with a bottle of Jack Cause
'm caught up in deep thought again Contemplading my next plot again Swallowin the Klonopin While I'm noddin In and out on the autumn and If the ramada inn Holdin onto the pill bottle
when it's all said and done I'll be 40 Before I know it with a 40 on the porch telling stories With a bottle of Jack Two grandkids in my lap Babysiting
They say don't let this cruel world get ya Kinda suspicious Swearing one day you might leave me For someone that's richer Twist the cap off the bottle
(feat. Lil Jon) Turn the lights down low and let the DJ go until the speakers blow stay up till the break of dawn! Take a sip of Jack you need a sip
champagne bottle pop I'ma take it to the top Fo sho I'ma make it hot, baby (baby) If I can't do it, homey, it can't be done Now I'ma let the champagne bottle
Hey, hey, hey [Lil Mama - (intro)] The way we get loose We move our shoulders Forward Heads back Get it in control Like janet jack Get it on da flo
necklace, I got that watch I copped that blow torch off your front porch) I'll only survive if it's you by my side (I got that bottle of Jack, I got
in his room with some dude named Kevin But there was still some bad kids who deserved some presents Zack got caught with a bottle of jack So we slipped
Diddy (Hey, what up girl?) Put my glasses on, I’m out the door I’m gonna hit this city (Lets go) Before I leave, brush my teeth with a bottle of Jack
(Hey, what up girl?) Put my glasses on, 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 Cause
A bottle of jack's got my manager grinnin' yeah that's me that keeps the turntables spinniN' I'm countin cards and I keep on winnin' I know God hates
When Jack Frost came for Christmas With a brass monkey date The rail-king and the scarecrow Hopped a Florida freight And they blew on their paper cups
the floor for keys (rpt 2x) [Verse 1] Bust in with that 45 make them bitches back it up Catch them ridin on them thangs make them bitches jack it up Here
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