Lyrical Breakdown of Jerk (Feat. Next) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
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Next and 50, are nuttin', are nuttin' (uh-huh)
Next and 50, are nuttin', are nuttin' (yeah)
Next and 50, are nuttin', are nuttin'
Next and 50 (and we'll do it again)
Yo, my imagination is more vivid than life (yeah)
Playboy, November issue page three was my wife (uh-huh)
I ain't never had a problem with going for delf
I did a drawing of a box, I drew it myself
I go up and down like a merry-go-round
Closed eyes, visions of some ass, splash (splash)
I touch on myself when there 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 we appear
Me on top, you on top, even from the rear, yeah
Cum myself, it'll work
Can't get worse, damn I'm a jerk
I'm all alone, and I'm trippin'
My girl done came up missin' (alright)
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, in a rhythm
'Til I make the jizm
I'm a jerk
I'm all alone, and I'm trippin'
My girl done came up 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, in a rhythm
'Til I make the jizm
I'm a jerk
I e-mailed you, tried the cell too
Tried to contact you, but I failed, too
Pants swelled too, what should I do?
Touch myself, when I thought about you? (Yo, yo)
I'd rather be on the road home sick, than being sick of home (uh)
I'd rather have a shortie to help me, than do it on my own (uh-huh)
Check me out, I'd rather beat my own dick, than trick
That's a quote from BIG, I take it back ya dig? (Whoo)
I play the block to get my work off (uh)
D's come I murk off (yeah)
Do a bid for rape, fuck that, I'd rather jerk off (yeah)
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 five-hundred, I'ma cop this shit
It only come hard top, so I'ma chop this shit
Ballers, they don't chase chicks, they chase chips (uh)
Champagne, you take sips they guzzle the shit
Only a selected few can rock to this (uh-huh)
Kaygee, 50 Cent, Next, what's stoppin' this? (Hey, hey, hey)
I'm all alone, and I'm trippin'
My girl done came up missin'
Got me fiendin' for the kitten
I call, but she won't listen (no, no)
I make the decision to handle my own business
Back and forth, with the rhythm (back and forth, with the rhythm, oh, oh)
'Til I make the jizm (ohh-ohh, uhh)
I'm a jerk
I'm all alone, and I'm trippin'
My girl done came up missin'
Got me fiendin' for the kitten
I call, but she won't listen (it feels)
I make the decision to handle my own business (so good when I touch myself)
Back and forth, in a rhythm (uhh-uh)
'Til I make the jizm
I'm a jerk
Ain't nobody loving me like me
Especially when wife be acting funny (funny)
'Cause, ain't no need for no money (uh-uh-oh)
Hand soap can be so lovely (uh-uh-oh)
Take your hand and aim to please (hey, hey)
Don't drip, unzip your dungarees (hey, hey)
Take your towel and cover your jeans
Move it back and forth, 'til you see babies
('Cause, I'm a jerk)
I'm all alone, and I'm trippin'
My girl done came up missin'
Got me fiendin' for the kitten (for the kitten)
I call, but she won't listen (but she won't listen, no)
I make the decision to handle my own business (make the decision to handle mine)
Back and forth, in a rhythm
'Til I make the jizm ('til I make the jizm)
I'm a jerk
I'm all alone, and I'm trippin'
My girl done came up missin'
Got me fiendin' for the kitten (for the kitten)
I call, but she won't listen (she won't)
I make the decision to handle my own business
Back and forth, in a rhythm (ah)
'Til I make the jizm
I'm a jerk
I'm a jerk, ah, eh, if you're a jerk, ha, yeah
How do it work?
Show me how you move it back and forth, now, babe
For the guys and the girls, move it all around now work
I'm a jerk