Jack You Up Songtext
von Mindless Self Indulgence
Jack You Up Songtext
Jack You Up
What you talking about mother fucker
I can see what you got
You know I′m gonna control the situation
It's just another way for me to play god
Spin round quick rock yo body
You know that
I am mister matter of fact
I don′t understand
What you got inside yo body
Baby but it makes me want to
Jack you up
This is a heart attack waiting to happen
Love me hard till I break inside
For all the people
I got something you can suck on
And it's big and long and dangerous
To put inside your mouth
I'll watch you die
A thousand times mother fucker
I′ll watch you ungh
When you get on top
I don′t understand
What you got inside yo body
Baby but it makes me want to
Jack you up
Psycho I'm fucking wasted bam bam
My shit is outta hand
Psycho I′m fucking wasted bam bam
This shit is outta hand
Do you want
Some of this x7
Wow
Let's go
And don′t you come back
No more
Unless you want
To get some of this x2
Come on baby let's go
You won′t regret it
Come on baby let's go
I'm not retarded
And now I′m back everybody
I really missed you all
During that bridge
Gentlemen do not prefer blondes
They prefer an amazing eclectic record
Collection anyday of the week
You fake it every night
I bet you fake it
I can tell
When I look at your thighs
I don′t understand
What you got inside yo body
Baby but it makes me want to
Jack you up
What you talking about mother fucker
I can see what you got
You know I′m gonna control the situation
It's just another way for me to play god
Spin round quick rock yo body
You know that
I am mister matter of fact
I don′t understand
What you got inside yo body
Baby but it makes me want to
Jack you up
This is a heart attack waiting to happen
Love me hard till I break inside
For all the people
I got something you can suck on
And it's big and long and dangerous
To put inside your mouth
I'll watch you die
A thousand times mother fucker
I′ll watch you ungh
When you get on top
I don′t understand
What you got inside yo body
Baby but it makes me want to
Jack you up
Psycho I'm fucking wasted bam bam
My shit is outta hand
Psycho I′m fucking wasted bam bam
This shit is outta hand
Do you want
Some of this x7
Wow
Let's go
And don′t you come back
No more
Unless you want
To get some of this x2
Come on baby let's go
You won′t regret it
Come on baby let's go
I'm not retarded
And now I′m back everybody
I really missed you all
During that bridge
Gentlemen do not prefer blondes
They prefer an amazing eclectic record
Collection anyday of the week
You fake it every night
I bet you fake it
I can tell
When I look at your thighs
I don′t understand
What you got inside yo body
Baby but it makes me want to
Jack you up
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