Lyrics:
fact all the people with soul in this
A little Mahalia Jackson in there
One more, Lucille!
Take it easy now, ah!
You know, I imagine a lot
fact all the people with soul in this
A little Mahalia Jackson in there
One more Lucille, take it easy now
You know, I've met a lot of you months
Sammy, a little
Ray Charles, in fact all the people with soul in
This.
A little Mahalia Jackson in there.
One more, Lucille!
Take it easy now.
I am for real
Never meant to make your daughter cry
I apologize a trillion times
I'm sorry Ms. Jackson (oh), I am for real
Never meant to make
I am for real
Never meant to make your daughter cry
I apologize a trillion times
I'm sorry Ms. Jackson (oh), I am for real
Never meant to make
(ooh), I am for real
Never meant to make your daughter cry
I apologized a trillion times
I'm sorry Ms. Jackson (ooh), I am for real
Never meant to make
I am for real
Never meant to make your daughter cry
I apologize a trillion times
I'm sorry Ms. Jackson (oh), I am for real
Never meant to make
I am for real
Never meant to make your daughter cry
I apologize a trillion times
I'm sorry Ms. Jackson (oh), I am for real
Never meant to make
spoke
And the gospel music
The voice of Mahalia Jackson came through the ether
Oh my common one with the coat so old
And the light in the head
Said,
Yeah this one right here goes out
To all the baby's mamas, mamas
Mamas, mamas, baby mamas, mamas
Yeah, go like this
I'm sorry Ms jackson (oh) , I am
sleeping with those kids
Nothing else happened
I am Micheal Jackson
Macaulay Culkin was just a friend
Those kids where just my friends
There was no sexual
proof
Success is my cologne, greatness is my shampoo
Here's your proof
Every single track by DJ-Z! will assure you
That I do, what I do, without a single
We make these tips off this gift that we cursed wit
But then my mind drift, am I defeatin' the purpose?
'Cause you feel like shit when you miss your
Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by
ARTHUR: Well, I AM king...
DENNIS: Oh king, eh, very nice. An' how'd you get that, eh? By
exploitin' the workers -- by 'angin' on to outdated
greed
I didn't love God, I just loved his things
Loved approval, loved sex
Loved money, loved fame
But I ain't the same
Thank the Lord I changed
I
the place to be
As you can see
I am the crush groovin'
There's a whole lot of stars be groovin' in here tonight
The record breaking and the record making
get it lit (lit), I get it hot (hot)
Just ask the real niggas on my block
She wanna dance (dance), well, I got the moves (moves)
I'm lookin' like
floor
To settle back is to settle without knowing
The hard edge that you're settling for
Because there's always just one more day
And it's always
Yeah this one right here goes out to all the baby's mamas, mamas
Mamas, mamas, baby mamas, mamas
Yeah, go like this
I'm sorry Ms. Jackson (oh), I am
I got my crown on
Peasants on your knees when
I got my crown on
Hear you making all these pleas but
I got my crown on
Quiet down dont make a peep
I
hold tight
Billie Jean you are not my lover see you're just a girl that says I am the one But I'm not And you know that
Girl you a thot and you show
hold tight
Billie Jean you are not my lover see you're just a girl that says I am the one But I'm not And you know that
Girl you a thot and you show
hold tight
Billie Jean you are not my lover see you're just a girl that says
I am the one But I'm not and you know that
Girl you a thot and you show
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