Lyrics:
than the
Dollar bills in your salaries
Snapin' these bitches into reality
Cryin' and pain, blind by the chain
Niggas can't deny the reign
It's a shame
soundin' like a fuckin' clown
N.O.R.E. and them had to go and take the interview down
He defended the cop that had George Floyd on the ground
He say dumb
moves, in dis life I will achieve
Like Michael Jackson im the baddest you my Billie Jean
It's no lie that I love you, one day prove it on one knee
My
Open the door, Ladies focus on me (move) Across hallway, Walking like Michael Jackson (move) Go down the stairs, Bigman say 'come on in' (move) get
wippin' and rippin' at your body and soul
Why do you like Cool J (it ain't Rock 'N' Roll)
'Cause it ain't the glory days with Bruce Springsteen
I'm not
pecker, I'll bring the wood
The bells are wippin' and rippin' at your body and soul
Why do you like Cool J., we like rock and roll
Cause it ain't
and right? Make sure you ask your friends
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
Do you believe in me? Are you deceiving me?
Could I let you down easily,
feel this trance
Take control of your mind, your body and your soul
Take control of your mind, your body and your soul
You take, you shake a break I'm
Hernandez in 81 years with a kick stand
Rappers OG but really so soft
With they Michael Jacksons hands
So I slap they nose off
Seeing those 20s and 10s i’m
oh it looks tasty
After scoring I rock the baby like
Michael Jackson I'll get shaky
Let me go under just like the navy
I'll come around and swim about
by the
(dee-jayyy) when he select the beat
Steady rockin' on a (weekday) heavy on repeat
So put 'em up, put 'em up, drop it down
To the ground
Back it
To the D-A-why-T-O-N A-V-E
So just shake your body and don't you quit
Other cities say they're number one, but that's hoeshit
(chorus)
Where the fuck are you from
'Cause if your GM is your BM secret BD
Then this is all makin' plenty fuckin' sense to me
Ayy, let that shorty breathe
Shake that ass, bitch, hands
cracking
Grind on the wall just to get some action
Looking in the mirror like I'm Michael Jackson
'Cause this is risky, don't try to diss me
I get more pussy
it to you shorty, you gon feel it in your body
Everytime Ron and Michael Watts, chop a spot
I ain't forgot about, the true DJ Screw
Cause if it wasn't
Von
Skilow be sleeping with a stick right by the door, it ain't no running up
Late night, we Crippin' on they bitch-ass, get down low, Drac' got
brain a visit
I'll cut your from your head to your toe down your front
Dump your guts up on the ground like we bout to smoke a blunt
Eviscerate your body
in my bedroom
You're invited
C'mon now, let me see ya shake your rump
Tell me, how long will it take to cum
Havin' fun
Do it one on one and we can all
Take your chance
Don't be afraid
Don't be afraid, no, no
Pure soul in your body, make you feel right
Full force, can you pull me closer, baby, real
a feather help a brother do his best
Let's dance, let's shout
Shake your body down to the ground
Let's dance, let's shout
Shake your body down to the ground
pecker, I'll bring the wood
The bells are wippin' and rippin' at your body and soul
Why do you like Cool J., we like rock and roll
Cause it ain't
pecker, I'll bring the wood
The bells are wippin' and rippin' at your body and soul
Why do you like Cool J., we like rock and roll
Cause it ain't
screaming?
Cause I don’t know nothing ‘bout y’all
You don’t know shit bout a body named Michael
You don’t know shit about Mseethal
With whom the hell am I
If Michael Jackson came alive right now
He'd ask you to smoke one for him
So in his honor
You niggas Spud Webb, coming up short
Think you're Dee
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