a song about the new Bajaja. incredible vocals by the very talented smoke, find him at... http://www.myspace.com/smokey0 and beat by Slantize, find his nasty beats at http://www.shadowvillepro.com
Jac, Jaccy, Jac Tha Ripper, Jac Tha Rippa, Ripper, Rippa, El
Jac is the guy that fucks your daughters, makes them cry, and sniffs their panties. He's the guy that pee's on your dog when you're asleep when the son of a bitch won't stop barking. He drinks beer and liquor like there isn't such a thing as alcohol poisoning, and he smokes cigarettes like he could beat cancer by flexing for 2 minutes. We could ALL learn a thing or two from this warm, loving man.
Story behind the song
So, basically, me and my crew of friends used to get these chicks, that we would all fuck, and do dumb shit to. Major and I, basically ran it, and we are "generals", cause we are the oldest, and have boned the most chicks. Anyway, we all have strange nick-names and whatnot, so if you're not well acquainted with my little crew of friends, you probably won't catch the humor of the song, or the meaning. But enjoy it.
Lyrics
[hook]:[1]
just another day with Ms. Day
I'm layin',countin' the ways
I can cause you more pain
(oh, oh, oh!!!)
be ready for the whole crew
I'm really hopin' that you
won't start chokin' and puke
(no, no, no!!)
[verse]:[1]
instead of commemorative plaques,
this day'll be remembered with raps
the day [edit name] got dismembered and slain
how's the vag, sore and outa' wack?
what's the matter, never been fucked by a man
or stuck by a damn, general to the Crew
it's a federal due, for the bahaha, (that's you)
to get meddled and screwed, developin' new
concepts of how to get fucked take the pounding-n-suck
'till you're so loud and blunt, that you can take it no more
when you suck, make it slow score, cause your lip action
could kick any pornstars' thin asses at deepthroatin' sick actin'
so... let's kick this off,
and get it started
I hear your pussy growlin', it's gotta' be starvin'
Major, show 'er your cock
[hook]:[2]
[verse]:[2]
now you're official,
it's time for the rest of the crew
ta' just rip you, it's simple,
you get horny, the crew fucks without imploring
it's easy access but not whoring...
listen, we're exchangin' favors
and sinnin' like crazy, as if prayin' to satan
but look, we've all got needs, you can ask my cock, see
he won't want you to stop, T,
but know that, peepers and buckwheat are a bad duo
everything that I rap, is SO true, though
you'll meet up with smokey and the bandit
the taxman when he's slammin',
leavin' you layed out in ambulances
cause he aint fuckin', his dick is crashin'
like, front end collisions, (heh) listen!
[hook]:[3]
