Lyrics:
have to have ‘em
In fact if I don’t I’m gonna kill myself
I’ma thrill myself like Michael
I don’t throw jacks, I’m Jackson
I don’t go back, I’m back, son
Tawana, and Wanda (what?)
Were all treated fairly but yet and still
Bitches is on some other shit now that I'm fuckin' with Dru Hill
But I'ma keep it
me, nigga
I been wrote off before, I got abandonment issues
I hold grudges like bad judges, don't let me resent you
That's not Nelson-like—want you
don't go no tattoo tears
Still a killer nigga, ain't no realer nigga
I feel like Boosie on that thriller, nigga
Ooh, Michael Jackson, I'ma thriller
Just because you say it doesn't make it true
You can say that I'm guilty man I just don't care
You can burn my body black
Just don't make me go back
you tell him the truth
Why don't you change your dollars
Why don't you buy a brand new car
The floor has been swept by one
Seven people are in
Tawana, and Wanda (what?)
Were all treated fairly but yet and still
Bitches is on some other shit now that I'm fuckin' with Dru Hill
But I'ma keep it
Shirk
Boom plop
Neptune now his arms extends
while one millions of souls
sit lit in caves of darkness
What ols bark? The dog
mountain? Down by the Sea
I wanna watch Foolish excuse me, miss
I don't appreciate your rudeness
But if you strip
I will appreciate your nudeness
I heard the best head come
a lesson
Better watch who closest to you
Make sure you don't get slimed out by your best friend
Talking about texting lil shorty sexting
I learned how
to smash
Skinned you like mash, patched notes, don't be rash
(Hook)
I'll snap, go photo booth, then aim & shoot
I'll snap, go photo booth, then aim & shoot
'm Jackson
Remember all the times when I was down you said I'll make it Girl you some I might invest in
Real ass bitch don't give a fuck about the extra She
Jackson, Grants, Benjimens
I can't sleep at night
Cause
When I close my eyes
All I see is dead faces
I'm haunted
By the root the of evil
You expect me
smokin'
Summertime in England
Won't you meet me down Bristol
Meet me along by Bristol
We'll go ridin' down
Down by Avalon
Down by Avalon
Down by
days gon' pass you by
Don't let them days gon' pass you by
Cause them days go by in the blink of an eye
I've never been to jail but this job's a close
a garbage can
And that's what you look like to me
And what I see is a pity
You'd better close your face
And stay out of my way
If you don't wanta go
the time
Girl u so fine u fine
I don't wanna waste no time
Bae just hit my line
I done seen it all
I'm just glad you call
Let's go piss him off, Yea Yea
What ya hear this time
Go on and speak ya mind
I know somebody's lying
It's always something
Her auntie told your cousin
Then all your homies
pimp (pimp) by the name of Fresh
Fix hair, fix nails, fix toes, fix breast
But one chick super sick, make every nigga grab his stick
Heart pound up
I knew you were calling me Baby
When we'd go out on a date
Then one day we went to your family's cabin
Out in the woods by the lake
We spent
the feet
Playing by my own rules so I don't never have to cheat
Make em run that shit back Devin Hester on repeat
Jackson Woods Jordan James nigga all my
go to it
Relax, don't do it when you wanna come
Nowhere to go, I can't wake up late
Just sit around and wait for my Old Spice to activate
go to it
Relax, don't do it when you wanna come
Nowhere to go, I can't wake up late
Just sit around and wait for my Old Spice to activate
streets
Could you please answer me
Take your time don't want time
Could you please answer me
This shit hard everyday
Feeling God helping me
I learned by
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