Текст песни Jerk (feat. 50 Cent) - Next

Next and 50
(Uh-huh)
Next and 50
Next and 50
Next and 50
Yo, yo my imagination is more vivid than life
Playboy November issue page three was my wife
I ain't never had a problem with going for dough
I did a Jordan in the box, I grew it myself
I go up and down like a merry go round
Visions of some splash
I touch on myself when ain't no shorties to touch me
After this joint half the hood gon' want to fuck me
I can imagine you're here
In your Vicky panties and brassier yeah
It's like your sexy moans I hear
Got a player gettin' wet down there, I swear
I close my eyes and when you appear
Me on top you on top even from the rear yeah
Call in sick to work
Can't get worse, damn I'm a jerk
I'm all alone and I'm trippin' my girl
I keep on missin'
Got me fiendin' for the kitten
I call but she won't listen
I make the decision to handle my own business
Back and forth with the rhythm
Till I make the jizm
I'm a jerk
I'm all alone and I'm trippin' my girl
I keep on missin'
Got me fiendin' for the kitten
I call but she won't listen
I make the decision to handle my own business
Back and forth with the rhythm
Till I make the jizm
I'm a jerk
I e-mailed you, tried the cell too
Tried to contact you
But I failed to
Pants swelled too
What should I do?
Touch myself?
When I thought about you
Yo, yo at the end of the road
Homesick than being sick of home
I'd rather have a shorty to help me
Than do it on my own
Check me out, I'd rather beat my own dick than trick
That's a quote from B.I.G., I take it back, ya dig?
I play the block to get my work off
D's come I murk off
Do a bid for rape, fuck that, I'd rather jerk off
Listen, time's money so I'm only into quickies
I'm not a pretty boy so I ain't never been picky
I make it real easy for you to bop to this
Man I pop the Cris and I rock the wrist
New CL 500 I'mma cop this shit
It only come hard-top so I'mma chop this shit
Ballers they don't chase chicks they chase chips
Champagne you take sips they guzzle the shit
Only a selected few can rock to this
Kaygee, 50 Cent, Next, ya stoppin' this?
I'm all alone and I'm trippin' my girl
I keep on missin'
Got me fiendin' for the kitten
I call but she won't listen
I make the decision to handle my own business
Back and forth with the rhythm
Till I make the jizm
I'm a jerk
I'm all alone and I'm trippin' my girl
I keep on missin'
Got me fiendin' for the kitten
I call but she won't listen
I make the decision to handle my own business
Back and forth with the rhythm
Till I make the jizm
I'm a jerk
Loving me like me
Especially when wife be acting funny
'Cause it don't need for no money
And it can be so lovely
Take your hand and aim to please
Don't drip a drip on your Dungarees
Take a towel and cover your jeans
Move it back and forth till you see babies
I'm all alone and I'm trippin' my girl
I keep on missin'
Got me fiendin' for the kitten
I call but she won't listen
I make the decision to handle my own business
Back and forth with the rhythm
Till I make the jizm
I'm a jerk
I'm all alone and I'm trippin' my girl
I keep on missin'
Got me fiendin' for the kitten
I call but she won't listen
I make the decision to handle my own business
Back and forth with the rhythm
Till I make the jizm
I'm a jerk
I'm a jerk, if you're a jerk
How do it work?
Show me how you move it back and forth now baby
For the guys and the girls
Move it all around now work, oh yeah