... Jerk out. Got to make some love tonight. (chorus) Jerk it, jerk it. - I'm talkin' about the ... Jerk it, jerk it. Jerk out. Jerk it, jerk it. - I'm talkin' about the ... Jerk it, jerk it. Jerk
Перевод: Время. Jerk Out 3.
Hands up Coming with rhythms to make your head jerk Hands up We makin' the whole joint short circuit Hands high Touch the sky Get 'em up Get '
big hole Cos my little, little, little toes Started jumping on my end soul It was frigity burn and then I said wait, I got pride It’s time to get my own
be Penitent as you can be Ya took a switch as you turn a dirty trick for me While pushin you to level 3 I stuck you and I showed you how to jerk for me
like it's hot [Verse 2-B.G.] First time need you to bend both knees Wobble that ass right, then pop that pussy The left one time, the right two times
it? Uh, a `metaphor'. It's a metaphor, get it? ``Look out! Look out! Look out! Look out! Look out! Look out! Look out! Look out! Look out!'',
shop(nah) look, you aint got to make that trash nomore(fuck is this) you rich so everything gon' move out the store so the next time ima hear you, if
niggas always flip, Corey on the other hand look just like the Grinch who stole Christmas, make that clear I own time, Day day look like one of the characters from good times
wit these hoes wit no clothes and no mind baby girl out to get money she gone shine everyday of work she gone be there on time her pussy poppin shouty
they come, here they come (Is it time to DIP?!?) Here they come, here they come (Is it time to GO?!?) Here they come, here they come (Is it time to DIP
of people change? You think you're my friend? Blud, I'm tellin' you you aint. You better not waste my time I've got better things on my mind I need to leave jerks
up lowercase/capital letters What you think this is Bingo? I got singles out already People know my name in discerning circles from New York to LA While you earn Colonels jerk
and no more shows Wish I was out on a furlough [ CHORUS ] Time again you wanna lock me up Lock me up, lock me up Time again you wanna lock me up A nigga
hole 'Cos my little, little, little toes started jumping on my end soul It was frigidity burn and then I said wait, I got pride It's time to get my
cheap guns, and triggers that work You ready to kill (No doubt) these niggaz is jerks [Pharrell] If ya pops share my, cli-ker, carry street sweepers And hit ya more times
