again you've been sucked in again and again and again and again you've been sucked in again and again and again and again sucked in again you've been sucked in again sucked
you've been sucked in again and again and again and again you've been sucked in again and again and again and again sucked in again you've been sucked in again sucked
it must be lust In the skeet you must trust All you got to do is believe And the skeet will set you free [Chorus] Jerk-jerk-jerk-jerk it off babyyy! [
hype hyper, am I hype enough? Pass the blunt motherfucker let me light shit up And pump ya fist like this 'Cause the cops can't flip on a whole damn clique So suck
re just so cute? You're my little jerk face loser boyfriend You suck major, I don't know why I bother You're my little jerk face loser boyfriend You suck
I a jerk or just jerk chicken Or Chicka chicka chicka chicka jer jer jerkin the chain 22 jerks and a jerk circle Or is it a circle jerk or wait a minute
why I'm smartin off I'm tired of being fired everytime I fart and cough Tired of having to work as a gas station clerk for this jerk breathing down my
many I slew he always was a dick to me But nothing suck-ceeds like suck-cess so I got straight to work Crushing babies, torching worlds and acting like a jerk
yes, yes, he did Sprayed the whole spot, guess who? Lil Trig... Was on a mission going bazerk Sucked his teeth when moms mentioned work 'Jerk, jerk,
s time to wreck a new town Get to the arena, meet up with the crew They tell me all the speakers blew The cordless don't work Sound man's a jerk Somebody
be a couple of pleasers And take some tweazers And bust every hair on my nutsack Paste em to your back Then jump on the E-Track And suck my dick exactly
: When trouble come, you stick your head in the sand. You fuckin' jerk, you got your drink in your hand. And I'm fuckin' sick of hearin' you whine About
: When trouble comes you stick your head in the sand You fuckin jerk you got your drink in your hand And I'm fuckin sick of hearin you whine About
you ain't; you're so Anne Frank Let's hit the attic to hide out for bout two weeks Rick James'n, no chains and whips I do suck lips 'til hips jerk in
protect my own therefore I'm heated just like a kitchen full of pots and pan Glocks in hand Shots rung out like ringin' the bells and then that sucker
that's refreshin to the earlobes Pay for the room and still be in pimp mode Like icebergs, Chryslers and Buicks Some niggaz ain't on they jobs so them suckers
the money? Nah man, I'm in it for the truth Ain't about any gold or the ice Sneaks and close is just part of the hype MTV sucks big time Cribs and bling
