Jack, what can I say? You the man, so I decided to lay down some mad rhymes.
Aw, you wrote him a poem. That's so sweet.
It's not a poem, it's a hard-core, def-jam gangsta rap. I haven't had time to lay down the beats, so you'll have imagine the chains and the bling-bling and the Escalade. Here goes: There's a guy named Jack Gallo / Is he shallow? No / He just gots to go / Now he's flying solo... again, you have to imagine the boom-boom and the bitches and the rest. All the while / he made me ...
On the Good Ship Lollipop
Music by Richard A. Whiting
Lyrics by Sidney Clare See more