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Hey wassup!
With the ladies and gentlemen this evenin
Ya dig?
I m Jackpot the Pimp steppin in fo a minute screamin at yall
Ya dig
The one that taught the mac how to mac
And the one that taught superfly how to flap his muthafukin wings
Yes in the flesh, its me Jackpot the muthfukin Pimp
I see some of you playas,
got cha hoes walkin around, and they movin to muthafukin slow
the bitch must got bricks on her muthafukin feet
Well check this out nigga
If you got a crease in ya muthafukin shoes, well ya walkin to much
and you aint no real pimp
man look
i got hoes who drive me around in the deville lac whit the muthafukin wheel on the back
and bitch im kickin my gators off
whit my feet on the meat mutha fukin rug
ya understand?
and ya got to understand this pimpin is real
ya dig
nigga i eat sleep and breath pussy muthafuka
fuck the stock market
im down whit the cock market
ya dig?
niggas talkin bout dis a drought
nigga it aint no drought
im bringin them hoes in
and im bringin them hoes out
bitch ya need to be all you can be
but this aint the U.S. Navy
Bitch this the U.S pay me
i got 22 bitches coast to coast bring me 10 cent a muthafukin week, lets do the math thats 10 G s times 52, thats over a
half a million dollars a year.
[slap-slap] BITCH CUM HERRE!!

Hey wassup!
With the ladies and gentlemen this evenin
Ya dig?
I m Jackpot the Pimp steppin in fo a minute screamin at yall
Ya dig
The one that taught the mac how to mac
And the one that taught superfly how to...

Stuck between the cheapest thrills tonight
Hello, what´s up, good-bye
Everyone´s cool but nothing feels alright
Until I finally get you on the phone
To tell you that I´m feeling down

My hero, won´t you come and save my day?
My hero, let´s...

Marta che regala amplessi dentro ad una Peugeot,
quando ? sera tardi e ha voglia un po’.
Che si vesta apposta per poi provocare,
con quei tacchi alti ti fa immaginare.
Marta che non ha un ragazzo fisso,
lei si perde in giro ma poi fa lo stesso.

E dice: «Io un marito mai…».
Dopo il freddo...

Znam ten moment, czasem sam nie wiem, co robię-sam nie wiem, na wszystko
patrzę jakby z gniewem, zastanawiam się nad tym, ale już nie jestem
pewien, czy to jest moje miejsce? Czy może takich miejsc jest więcej?
Przed siebie zawsze. Zawsze inaczej jest łatwiej. Teraz jak szary...

There s a sinister game
That children play...Hey...Hey
When they get to the end
Of each schoolday...Hey...Hey
They spend their lives
Getting ready for the kill...

Laughting in the hiding bush
The joker is back
Laughting in the hiding bush