Jack You Up

What you talking about, motherfucker?

I can see what you've got

You know I'm gonna control the situation

It's just another way for me to play god

Spin 'round, quick rock your body

You know that I am mister matter of fact

I don't understand what you got inside your body, baby

But it makes me want to jack, jack, jack, jack

Jack you up

Jack you up

Jack you up

Jack you up

This is a heart attack waiting to happen

Love me hard 'til 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, motherfucker

I'll watch you ungh when you get on top

I don't understand what you got inside your body, baby

But it makes me want to jack, jack, jack, jack

Jack you up

Jack you up

Jack you up

Jack you up

Psycho, I'm fucking wasted

Bam-bam, my shit is outta hand

Psycho, I'm fucking wasted

Bam-bam, my shit is outta hand

Do you want some of this, some of this, some of this

Some of this, some of this, some of this, some of this?

Whoa, let's go

And don't you come back no more unless you want to get some of this

Let's go

And don't you come back no more unless you want to get some of this

Come on, baby, let's go

You won't regret it

Come on, baby, let's go

I'm not retarded, oh-oh, oh-oh

And now I'm back, everybody

I really missed you all during that bridge

Gentlemen do not prefer blondes

They prefer an amazing electric record collection any day of the week

You fake it every nightl, I bet you fake it

I can tell when I look at your thighs

I don't understand what you got inside your body, baby

But it makes me want to jack, jack, jack, jack

Jack you up

Jack you up

Jack you up

Jack you up