Lyrics:
Jackson's you should have listened to your dad
But if you're lucky and quick to act
You just might escape with your virginity intact
Right before bed
Moon walking to the money
Michael Jackson
I got the juice is you down to ride?
Pull up with my goons
Yeah we gotta ride
Always at the top till a homie
ninety-three I'm still bein me
You think my 'fridgerator ain't full of Olde E? Huh
A lot of times I get fly with a suit and a tie
Yeah I went from rags
Get down like Dee Brown, I want to rock you
On and On like Erykah Badu, damn ya feel that?
I'm living the single, single, single Life
Living
Michael Jackson bad with the big bag
Big bank take little bank throw it in the bag
If you got a main man I can't be on the bench bitch
I don't mess with
like Michael Jackson when he told Billie Jean beat it I-
Feel like Michael Jackson, the glove and the jacket sequins I-
Swear I'm bout that action, you
uhh- if you feeling me
Soliloquy's Nineteen-Ninety Six til Infinity
My Mob Psycho killin' y'all Michael
Jackson Jordan Tyson Myers
Pliers the way
on a top hat
Rocking that shit
Yeah you know that I rock that
Talking that shit
Yeah you know that I talk that
Play with my family
Yeah you know that you get
And the ladies wanna see me
Do my lil dance
Hit my lil woah
Milly rock with my friends
Okay, it's tee2cold
I bring the vibe, I'm way too lit
I'm comin' hot
You
close
Careful 'bout the friends I choose
I ain't Michael Jackson
I'm not tryna rock with you
Pray to God and thank Him for the point of view
I'm like
the closest thing she get to seeing Michael Jackson
Being broke ain't funny, give a fuck if you Michael Blackson
Acting ass nigga, naturally he finna pull
Underdog imma shed the tag yea
Michael Jackson You Know I'm bad
Whoa moon walking I'm in the light
Aye imma star dancing bright at Night Ok
I'm
here..."
"Whoah, look out, here I come!"
"Michael
Jackson ... look what you've done!"
MICHAEL JACKSON
"You've spattered mud all over my dress with your old
I'm just like Michael Jackson bitch I beat it
Lil Cope he high, he be up to the ceiling
I'm off a ten lil bitch oh what a feeling
I got the power yo
rock with us
This for the moshpitters
Bang bang Godzilla
Michael Jackson not thriller
Point em out Ill kill em
Name one Im realer
Never been Seinfelder
rock
make your heart stop cause I'm bout it
Jack you like a New Jersey drive
My niggaz are always down for that who ride, I ride
Creep with these
on it, make me go insane on it
See me with the gang so you know I put The Game on it
Push
Drugs like we got a membership
These are the keys you
die today, I'mma treat it like it's a holiday
Bout the Michael Jackson, beat it, I mean it, I got a powder day
And nothin' funny, but I play with
wacked
'cause I don't know shit
You is not my dog, boy, you is bitch
You say you street, you ain't never do shit
Y'all can't afford a beef with me
Draco
of trappin
We see him round up by that nigga, Beat it Michael Jackson
Come here, nigga, where the fuck you goin', nigga
We see him round up by that nigga,
a grab them
Holy Ghost fire turn up Michael Jackson
Now I'm on go
No time for relaxing
Do you rock with the devil
I'm Holy Ghost filled
Big boss in my
Michael Jackson when I told em beat it tho
People in the street all they do is peter roll
Every single day shit be repeating bro
Young ones in the streets
the story that Michael
Jackson, in a effort to
Retain his youthful look and feminine vocal characteristics had his
Testicles surgically removed,
Thereby
here I is
With the re-mix (I just wanna be with you)
(Remix, remix, remix)
Now listen I been single for a while now
And I been kinda lonely
Been
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