Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Jack Off, artist - NumskullDate of issue: 20.03.2000
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Jack Off |
| It’s a Friday night, and I ain’t got no ass |
| No car, no brew, no get high stash |
| I done watched every movie in the house |
| And my Blockbuster bill is like eighty bucks, so that plan’s out |
| I done went through the phone book from front to back |
| From new hoes to three year ago old school rats |
| And I’m banned from all the clubs cuz I don’t tip the door niggas |
| Look like, you eatin' three-hundred pound, six four niggas |
| Plus, I don’t wear suits to boogie in |
| I wear dope dealer shits that I can get some pussy in |
| My niggas is down to ride, but I’m tired of seein' them |
| Swear I need me a muthafuckin' real girlfriend |
| But that’s out of the question, cuz I treat 'em like shit |
| Take they cash, take they car, make 'em fuck the whole clique |
| Damn! |
| I realized I’m just burnin' my bridges |
| And my dick feelin' good rubbin' up against my britches |
| Have you ever had a day you had nothin' you need? |
| No ass, no cash, no drank, and no weed? |
| And all the hoes you could’ve fucked you told to back off? |
| It’s lookin' like to me it’s time to jack off |
| (Numskull) |
| Now that I done let one go, I’m thinkin' «Say now» |
| I can cope with my life bein' dull, boring, and plain now |
| But lately, I find myself beatin' more often |
| If every nut was year off my life, for me it’s coffins |
| If it’s true what they say, I’m goin' blind right now |
| My palms is growin' hair, I’m thinkin' porn right now |
| If it was a whole band here, I’d be a horn right now |
| If it’s a party over there, I’d be scorin' right now |
| (Clee) |
| See I’m alone in my room, and I’m about to jack off |
| Imaginin' a bad bitch givin' me some good balls |
| See at the present time, I ain’t got no ass |
| Wanna get high first, but I got no weed, no hash |
| Strolled to the ATM and said «I'm out of cash!» |
| Then on the way home, I ran out of gas |
| Now I gotta walk 12 blocks, plus it’s hot |
| And to make it even worse, a nigga dick on rock |
| (Clee) |
| Finally get back to the house in a broken sweat |
| Turn on the TV, everything provokin' sex |
| I can’t believe today, can’t believe my luck |
| Can’t believe I can’t find one hoe to fuck! |
| Can’t believe I left the house and got stuck |
| Can’t believe I can’t afford a tow truck |
| And you know what? |
| Waitin' for a bitch I’m goin' loco |
| Don’t even know if one comin', I only got a hopeful |
| Time to go ahead and put my first plan in motion |
| Go and get my tie, go and get my lotion |
| Turn on the porn tape, then I get to strokin' |
| Wish I was the cat, that this bitch was deep throatin' |