Lyrics:
"waitin' for a train, please bring my woman home.
"stack-a-lee, oh stack-a-lee. please don't take my life.
Got three little children and a-weepin', lovin' wife.
The Jean Genie lives on his back
The Jean Genie loves chimney stacks
He's outrageous, he screams and he bawls (Jean Genie)
Jean Genie, let yourself go, whoah
Go, go go!
The Jean Genie lives on his back
The Jean Genie loves chimney stacks
He's outrageous, he screams and he bawls (Jean Genie)
Jean Genie, let yourself go, whoah
Go, go go!
The Jean Genie lives on his back
The Jean Genie loves chimney stacks
He's outrageous, he screams and he bawls (Jean Genie)
Jean Genie, let yourself go, whoah
Go, go go!
I guess I'm complicated, my life sorta too
I wish you could see to my soul through this black bathing suit
You don't know me any better than they do, baby
'Cause I sing like an angel, my heart's like one too
The only thing that fits is this black bathing suit
Looking at me looking over at you
Real cute 'cause
He said I was bad
Let me show you how bad girls do
'Cause no one does it better
He said I was bad
Let me show you what bad girls do
'Cause no one does it better
They said I was bad
And I'll show them what bad girls do
In my black bathing suit
Oh, let 'em talk about me
They're just yesterday's news
They're fucking broke and we're laughin' about him
Mail me when you get the blues
We'll have the last laugh about it
By the way, thanks for the shoes
Your inches really made stacks, your inches really made stacks
Your inches really made stacks out of it
Your inches really made stacks out of it for me (so thanks for that)
Your inches really made stacks out of it for me (so thanks for that)
Your inches really made stacks out of it for me
So thanks for that
Wanna be a full stack dev in 2024, yeah
Javascript of the foundation, but you gotta know it well
React and nextJS they'll take us close to hell
FIREBASE for the backend keep your data tight, but there's more learn and take future right
Chat GPT and Claude 3, LLM's gonna rise gonna master prompt engineering that's where the power lies
Roadmap to success in 2024 full stack developer with AI at your core
Wanna be a full stack dev in 2024, to the top we'll soar
Mastering the craft of coding, no time to ignore
AI integration, the key to unlock the door
Coding with precision, creativity galore
Chat GPT and Claude 3, LLM's gonna rise gonna master prompt engineering that's where the power lies
Roadmap to success in 2024 full stack developer with AI at your core
Striving for excellence, each line of code a work of art
Pushing boundaries, breaking through, embracing the smart
No limits to what we can achieve, let's take part
In the tech revolution, with full stack skills at heart
A small Jean Genie snuck off to the city
Strung out on lasers and slash back plazas
And ate all your razors while pullin' the waiters
Talking bout Monroe and walkin' on snow white
New York's a go-go and everything tastes right
Poor little Greene
Ohh
Hoo, ooo, ooo
Give up now
Jean Genie lives on his back
The Jean Genie loves chimney stacks
He's outrageous
(Jean Genie)
He screams and he bawls
Jean Genie, let yourself go
Ooo, oww
Sits like a man but smiles like a reptiles
She love him, she love him but just for a short while
So, scratch in the sand won't let go his hand
He says he's a beautician and sells you nutrition
Keeps all your dead hair for making up underwear
Poor little Greene
Hoo, ooo, ooo
Jean Genie lives on his back
The Jean Genie loves chimney stacks
He's outrageous
(Jean Genie)
He screams and he bawls
Jean Genie, let yourself go
Ooo, oww
So simple minded he can't drive his module
He bites on the neon and sleeps in the capsule
(Aah)
Loves to be loved
(Aah)
Loves to be loved
Aaa, ooo
Jean Genie lives on his back
The Jean Genie loves chimney stacks
He's outrageous
(Jean Genie)
He screams and he bawls
Jean Genie, let yourself go
Ooo, oww
Go, go
Jean Genie lives on his back
The Jean Genie loves chimney stacks
He's outrageous
(Jean Genie)
He screams and he bawls
Jean Genie let yourself go
Ooo, oww
Go, go, go
Hey, hey now, can you take it?
And we cry when they all die blonde
Stack dead actors, stacked to the rafters
Line up all the bastards, all I want is the truth
Stack dead actors, stacked to the rafters
Line up the bastards, cry when they all die blonde
Hey, hey now, can you take it?
And we cry when they all die blonde
Stack dead actors, stacked to the rafters
Line up all the bastards, all I want is the truth
Stack dead actors, stacked to the rafters
Line up the bastards, cry when they all die blonde
He's so simple minded he can't drive his module
He bites on the neon and sleeps in the capsule
Loves to be loved, loves to be loved
The Jean Genie lives on his back
The Jean Genie loves chimney stacks
He's outrageous, he screams and and bawls
Jean Genie let yourself go!
I'm too tired to fight
Fight, fight
Aah I'm blowin' my stack
Blowin' my stack, blowin' my stack
It makes me feel good
Blowing my stack, blowin' my stack
It makes me feel good
Police officer, how can it be?
You can 'rest everybody but cruel Stack O' Lee
That bad man, oh, cruel Stack O' Lee
Billy de Lyon told Stack O' Lee, "Please don't take my life
I got two little babies, and a darlin' lovin' wife"
That bad man, oh, cruel Stack O' Lee
"What I care about you little babies, your darlin' lovin' wife?
Police officer, how can it be?
You can 'rest everybody but cruel Stack O' Lee
That bad man, oh, cruel Stack O' Lee
Billy de Lyon told Stack O' Lee, "Please don't take my life
I got two little babies, and a darlin' lovin' wife"
That bad man, oh, cruel Stack O' Lee
"What I care about you little babies, your darlin' lovin' wife?
Stack shot Billy in the back
Of the head
Stack made sure Billy Lyons
Was dead
.45 pistol down in Stack's right hand
Sent him away to the promised land
Stack shot Billy .45
Billy laid down and died
Stack Lee had himself an
Evil brain
Loved his gun and his
Sweet cocaine
But Stack got quiet when
Shadows fell
Cause he knew soon enough
He'd burn in hell
Oh, yeah, smoke stack lightning
Hum, hum, shine down on me babe
Well, I know since you've been gone
Oh I ain't no piece in my home
Oh babe, I gotta go catch the next train smokin'
Bring my bags and go
Oh my baby need you by my side
Give me loving, keep me satisfied
Hear me crying, baby, oh, oh, oh, oh all right
Hear me crying, ough, ough,
Ough, ough, here my crying baby, ah ah ah ah
Hear me me crying now, hey hey hey
Smoke stack lightning, since you've been gone,
I ain't had no peace, no peace in my home
You don't tell me no crying, don't tell me know more
Come on back home baby hear me crying baby
Ough, Lord I know, ough, Lord I know, yeah
Oh, Lord, I know oh
Help me somebody
Smoke stack lightning,
Hear me crying baby,
Hear me crying baby,
Hear me crying baby,
Hear me crying baby,
Hey, all right, all right
Smoke stack lightning
Baby don't you know
Oh, yeah, smoke stack lightning
Hum, hum, shine down on me babe
Well, I know since you've been gone
Oh I ain't no piece in my home
Oh babe, I gotta go catch the next train smokin'
Bring my bags and go
Oh my baby nee you by my side
Give me loving, keep me satisfied
Hear me crying, baby, oh, oh, oh, oh all right
Hear me crying, ough, ough,
Ough, ough, here my crying baby, ah ah ah ah
Hear me me crying now, hey hey hey
Smoke stack lightning, since you've been gone,
I ain't had no peace, no peace in my home
You don't tell me no crying, don't tell me know more
Come on back home baby hear me crying baby
Ough, Lord I know, ough, Lord I know, yeah
Oh, Lord, I know oh
Help me somebody
Smoke stack lightning,
Hear me crying baby,
Hear me crying baby,
Hear me crying baby,
Hear me crying baby,
Hey, all right, all right
Smoke stack lightning
Baby don't you know
Self-Made niggas man, you already know
I remember we use to watch the coke dry
Now a nigga crib gotta a boat dock
MMG navy nigga, high tide sellers
D.C. air-force, G-5s are better, you already know nigga
All gold sky-dwellers, fly nigga shit
Bel Air sippin', Ciroc pissin', foreign car dippin'
Young black millionaires nigga, we build the empires
I spend a stack on my belt, that's for you niggas who watching
I gave a stack to my bitch, she the shit out the project
Spend a stack on my belt, therefore you bitches are stalking
A half a mill on the car, that's for you niggas who talking
Spend a stack on my belt, as if you think I was flogging
Spend a stack on my belt, and you could still see my boxers
Spend a stack on my belt, that how I blew your deposits
Stack on the belt, double M this shit popping
Spend a stack on my belt, got bitches asking my name
Spend a stack on the belt, she like fuck how we came
Double R all in the front, ya'll niggas stay in your lane
Spend a stack on my belt, don't even ask 'bout the change
Spend a stack on the belt, cause I knew she a wife
Spend a stack on the belt, cause my fooleys on time
Spend a stack on the belt, I got your bitch on my mind
The world is mine
I spend a stack on my belt, that's for you niggas who watching
I gave a stack to my bitch, she the shit out the project
Spend a stack on my belt, therefore you bitches are stalking
A half a mill on the car, that's for you niggas who talking
Spend a stack on my belt, as if you think I was flogging
Spend a stack on my belt, and you could still see my boxers
Spend a stack on my belt, that how I blew your deposits
Stack on the belt, double M this shit popping
Spend a stack on my belt, better tell these rappers to chill
Hold up that's Earlesman, more H and I be more trap ass for real
And I got mosquino, ya know that R.I.P. flow, here go
That type of freak show, with three shows that we don't need no more help
That Givenchy go for three, just me Rozay and the clique
I make these bitches suck on Cs, you make them suck on there teeth, let's get it
Ralph, Klauph, meow, they bounce, we hit, at LIV, your bitch, her mouth
Stack on the belt, just know that's nothing to me
My soldiers real in the 'ville, you WWE
Of course we CM punks faking, but we leave them slump shaking
Don't believe your cane stories, I should leave ya'll undertaking
A stack on my belt, 250 my ride
Went from renting these mother-fuckers to owning 4 with no miles
I pray my souls is in tact, passion in the bulk of my rhyme
And when I hit that heat game I'm this close to LeBron
I'm gone
I spend a stack on my belt, that's for you niggas who watching
I gave a stack to my bitch, she the shit out the project
Spend a stack on my belt, therefore you bitches are stalking
A half a mill on the car, that's for you niggas who talking
Spend a stack on my belt, as if you think I was flogging
Spend a stack on my belt, and you could still see my boxers
Spend a stack on my belt, that how I blew your deposits
Stack on the belt, double M this shit popping
I'm burning the back, I'm swerving Maybach
I Versace my belt, I done Hermes my flag
Got a stack around my waist, keep my bitch on the leash
She goin' eat this head up, on this dick she goin' feast
Time fuck with the pleats, my place is packed
Red hoes in my stable, ya my babies is bad
She spent a stack on my belt, now she calling me father
Stingray Balenciagas giving mollies to models
I manage these strippers, Giuseppe's with zippers
Playing with the whole slab, niggas started with niggas
Rose gold on my wrist, rose gold on my shades
Spend a stack on my belt, 100 done on my face
Spend a stack on my belt, so I could stunt when I shine
Get the mac off the shelf, keep these pussies in line
Spend a stack on my belt, 10 at the bar
Blow a mill on a whip, serving niggas that raw
Spend a stack on the belt, Versace my kind
Put 5 on his life, put 5 in his mind
Spend a stack on the belt, bitch we the real niggas
Plaques on the wall, born to kill niggas
Stack on the belt, ho
Stack on the belt, ho
Spend a stack on the belt, ho
Gotta stack for the freak show, all I need is a ...
Turn the cards slowly while you're dealin', darlin'
Please don't double-deal to win my heart
Turn the cards slowly while you're dealin', darlin'
Don't go breakin' rules right from the start
The ramblin', gamblin', reckless way you treat my heart's a sin
Each night down on my knees I pray your gamblin' ways will end
Turn the cards slowly while you're dealin', darlin'
And if you stack the deck, then I'll move on
Turn the cards slowly while you're dealin', darlin'
Please don't double-deal to win my heart
Turn the cards slowly while you're dealin', darlin'
Don't go breakin' rules right from the start
The ramblin', gamblin', reckless way you treat my heart's a sin
Each night down on my knees I pray your gamblin' ways will end
Turn the cards slowly while you're dealin', darlin'
And if you stack the deck, then I'll move on
Turn the cards slowly while you're dealin', darlin',
And if you stack the deck, then I'll move on
The world is bigger every day and you've always got something to say
And you've always got somewhere to go
It's getting faster don't you know?
And there's stacks to do and there's stacks to see
And there's stacks to touch and there's stacks to be
So many ways for you to spend your time
Such a lot that I know that you've got ah-ah
Oh there's stacks to do and there's stacks to see
Oh yes stacks to touch and there's stacks to be
So many ways for you to spend your time
Such a lot that I know that you've got
Places to go and faces to kiss and boys to confuse
Are the boys good to miss?
Eee-o-Eleven.
Someday I'll have me a penthouse.
Stacks and stacks of folding green.
Eee-o-Eleven.
Eee-o-Eleven.
It's all a state of mind.
Whether or not you'll fine.
Police officer, how can it be?
You can 'rest everybody but cruel Stack O' Lee
That bad man, oh, cruel Stack O' Lee
Billy de Lyon told Stack O' Lee, "Please don't take my life,
I got two little babies, and a darlin' lovin' wife"
That bad man, oh, cruel Stack O' Lee
"What I care about you little babies, your darlin' lovin' wife?
We were lovers for the first time
Running all the red lights
The middle finger was our peace sign, yeah
We were sipping on emotions
Smoking and inhaling every moment
It was reckless and we owned it, yeah, yeah
We were high and we were sober
We were under, we were over
We were young and now I'm older
But I'd do it all again
Getting drunk on a train track
Way back, when we tried our first cigarettes (oh)
Ten dollars was a fat stack
I'd do it all again (oh)
Bomber jacket and a snapback
Your dad's black Honda was a Maybach (oh)
"Re: Stacks" on the playback
I'd do it all again (oh)
We were lovers on a wild ride
Speeding for the finish line
Come until the end of our time, yeah
Started off as a wildfire
Burning down the bridges to our empire
Our love was something they could admire, yeah, yeah
We were high and we were sober
We were under, we were over
We were young and now I'm older
But I'd do it all again
Getting drunk on a train track
Way back, when we tried our first cigarettes (oh)
Ten dollars was a fat stack
I'd do it all again (oh)
Bomber jacket and a snapback
Your dad's black Honda was a Maybach (oh)
"Re: Stacks" on the playback
I'd do it all again (oh)
Stack stack, stack stack, oh oh
Speed speed, speed speed oh oh
Stack stack, stack stack, oh oh
Speed speed, speed speed oh oh
Stack stack, stack stack, oh oh
Speed speed, speed speed oh oh
Stack stack, stack stack, oh oh
Speed speed, speed speed oh oh
Stack stack, stack stack, oh oh
Five hundred will buy you a stack
Bet it on the red or the black and you lose
Bet on the blues
You tell me you are a gambling man
Try to beat the house if you can and you lose
Bet on the blues
If you're looking to get an inside slant
If you're looking for something so good you can't refuse
Bet on the blues
Find a man who thinks he's over the hump
And I'm here to tell you he's a kind of a chump, you can use
Bet on the blues
Bet on the blues
Lucky old sun is shining today
Even money says you'll be paying some dues
Bet on the blues
You say you found your lady fair
Eight to five says she's wearing her traveling shoes
Bet on the blues
Bet on the blues
Bet on the blues
Bet on the blues, bet on the blues
Five hundred will buy you a stack
Bet it all on the red or the black and you lose
Bet on the blues
If you're looking to get an inside slant
If you're looking for something so good, you can't refuse
Bet on the blues
Bet on the blues
Bet on the blues
You better, bet on the blues
Eee-o-Eleven.
Someday I'll have me a penthouse.
Stacks and stacks of folding green.
Eee-o-Eleven.
Eee-o-Eleven.
It's all a state of mind.
Whether or not you'll fine.
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