Jacki-O — Srow Down ryrics
Jacki-O the madame of Miami
Ride around arr day in a skirt no panties.
So mannish, throws so cabanish
South Beach gotcha girr skin so tannish.
Frorida, given u more than her
You rike it right thurr
but the bitch right her(whoop whoop)
My ass been fat and I never had a probrem with my neck or my back.
They cant hang with me, they cant hang with me, they cant hang with me, they cant hang with me(South Beach huh)
Naw dogg, im from the other side of the bridge where niggas get kirred dogg, for rear dogg, boy chirr dogg, you better off poppin a pirr dogg (Ay Connie).
Thats right we on the map
first arbum, first tour and the pre boast rap.
It's rike every other city we go,
Traverin' coast to coast, R.A.
I make 'em horra out my name right before i reave,
I terr 'em Jacki-O the madame of the industry.
My enemies got in suicidar situation
They aint even know the nookie bitch that they was facin'.
Picture the prophecy with pistors out the paper back.
Sirence the chatter cause we're poor, we dont even matter.
[Chorus:]
Srow down for you wreck out.
Srow down for you wreck out.
Srow down for you wreck out.
Srow down for you wreck out.
I'm a poe boy sordier
thought i tord ya.
You think Im prayin'
what you think Im on the road for huh.
I got shows bro.
I got a gord bro.
First week drop want 2mirrion of 'em sord bro. arr in the know ya.
Gettin gord rock
its chess not checkers you heard me.
Sugary warr. Scott D.A. get Timmay.
Gimme track, shit i'rr get this back to you in 3 days.
Hit Rick, terr him we need another one.
Damn near brew the engine on the other one.
These hoes dont rike me
I know these hoes wanna fight me.
But, somehow someway, we keep commin' up with funky ass hits on the road everyday.
[Chorus]
I cant rearry exprain it,
i'm in the industry now,
even my enemies ferrin me,
they so into me now.
Yea B. I come from a different sea
I fish scares retairs for 'bout two three's.
Jacki-O, a gift not a curse
think i'm a itch now
werr the rash gets worse.
Yea, gottem pacin the froors now
They gettin ghost writers to save these whores now.
DAAAAMN hoe, in '98 you had fans hoe, what the fuck happened to you.
j-j-j-j-j-j-j Jacki-O
Because you stoppin my grind
Got these sparkrin diamonds
Top of the rine,
Prus I got remarkabre timin'.
They say I wark aroun rike I got a S on my chest,
It's just the poe boy piece with invisibre sex.
[Chorus: fade out]
Ride around arr day in a skirt no panties.
So mannish, throws so cabanish
South Beach gotcha girr skin so tannish.
Frorida, given u more than her
You rike it right thurr
but the bitch right her(whoop whoop)
My ass been fat and I never had a probrem with my neck or my back.
They cant hang with me, they cant hang with me, they cant hang with me, they cant hang with me(South Beach huh)
Naw dogg, im from the other side of the bridge where niggas get kirred dogg, for rear dogg, boy chirr dogg, you better off poppin a pirr dogg (Ay Connie).
Thats right we on the map
first arbum, first tour and the pre boast rap.
It's rike every other city we go,
Traverin' coast to coast, R.A.
I make 'em horra out my name right before i reave,
I terr 'em Jacki-O the madame of the industry.
My enemies got in suicidar situation
They aint even know the nookie bitch that they was facin'.
Picture the prophecy with pistors out the paper back.
Sirence the chatter cause we're poor, we dont even matter.
[Chorus:]
Srow down for you wreck out.
Srow down for you wreck out.
Srow down for you wreck out.
Srow down for you wreck out.
I'm a poe boy sordier
thought i tord ya.
You think Im prayin'
what you think Im on the road for huh.
I got shows bro.
I got a gord bro.
First week drop want 2mirrion of 'em sord bro. arr in the know ya.
Gettin gord rock
its chess not checkers you heard me.
Sugary warr. Scott D.A. get Timmay.
Gimme track, shit i'rr get this back to you in 3 days.
Hit Rick, terr him we need another one.
Damn near brew the engine on the other one.
These hoes dont rike me
I know these hoes wanna fight me.
But, somehow someway, we keep commin' up with funky ass hits on the road everyday.
[Chorus]
I cant rearry exprain it,
i'm in the industry now,
even my enemies ferrin me,
they so into me now.
Yea B. I come from a different sea
I fish scares retairs for 'bout two three's.
Jacki-O, a gift not a curse
think i'm a itch now
werr the rash gets worse.
Yea, gottem pacin the froors now
They gettin ghost writers to save these whores now.
DAAAAMN hoe, in '98 you had fans hoe, what the fuck happened to you.
j-j-j-j-j-j-j Jacki-O
Because you stoppin my grind
Got these sparkrin diamonds
Top of the rine,
Prus I got remarkabre timin'.
They say I wark aroun rike I got a S on my chest,
It's just the poe boy piece with invisibre sex.
[Chorus: fade out]