Lyrics:
bitch
That Michael Jackson
I may be slow
But never lacking
Like I am my dick
I'm always packing
Off with yo head
Tell you what's hattenin
Not even
exist
Owawao, Bad
Owawao, Bad
Little something
Then they're acting like crazy
Cos they're standing
On hot ashes already
Michael Jackson saw
This fact
thanking God, even though I can't see him
I see sin Michael Jackson the way I beat it
I had milk, I had bread I got meat now I eat it
(Now I eat it)
Talking
they can't do it
I got two sides and you ain't see it
Like a thriller, call me freakin' Michael Jackson
Could I hit him once and he can't beat it
I'm
volando en mi globo como rintintin
Me siento Muhammad Ali dentro del ring
A lo Michael jackson I’m a fucking King
Donde sea que pasó
Trust me dawg I did the math
The bank, the cash, it adds
The most hated man
Is me, I know, I'm bad
Like Michael Jackson bad
I'm in my bag, (I'm in my bag
ecstasy going round a pillar
Doing a special dance to Michael Jackson's 'Thriller'
why-why-you fukin' knows it
N-n-nineteen eighty three
How was the year
a youngin, bitch, we been them niggas
Michael Jackson got them fiends just like Thrilla
Two-door Maybach clean, smoking on killa
You a stranger talking
been them niggas
Michael Jackson got them fiends just like Thrilla
Two door Maybach clean, smokin' on killa
You a stranger talkin' and I don't feel
really happened to Michael Jackson
What do you think
Anyway, just messing with you didn't mean any of it after the
Egg thing
So don't concentrate
(yeah)
Shooter, bang
Shooter, bang
Check (shooter, bang)
Sometimes I think I'm Michael Jordan, Michael Tyson
Michael Phelps and Michael Jackson
Ayo Paul, It's Em
I got your call about the Michael Jackson thing
And I know that he's not thrilled about the video
What, does he want to be
Ayo Paul, It's Em
I got your call about the Michael Jackson thing
And I know that he's not thrilled about the video
What, does he want to be
to check the clause
See my work, just to check my cause
It’s little different
I seen Sam Cooke, Michael Jackson and Jimi Hendrix
We invented, every sound
Standing at the bus stop
That’s what them dimes do
McDonalds trap, I got a drive through
Michael Jackson wrist
Fish scale will blind you
Trampoline trap,
just
Another cocksucker with rabies
I'm signing autographs in Spanish
I live with Michael Jackson's anguish
Hop in the Vanquish and vanish off
The manor
got to run my money up [3X]
Okay somethin white like Michael Jackson
Bust the shit out the rubber then I start to trappin
Gucci Mane got the lone
as the fuck like Post Malone
My left, right wrist bitch, dirty dancing
Moonwalking in the pot like Michael Jackson
I want a bitch that look like Toni Braxton
I
algum tempo que nem sinto sua falta
(Yeah)
Ja deu pra notar que meu time ta ganhando
(Yeah)
Yeaaaaaaah
(Michael jackson style)
PPdiniz
Empacotando
next to me
Man dad can't you move? a son has to pee
A B C and 1 2 3 ( D E F G)
I'm not Michael Jackson with an H-I or V
What's that mean? I don't even
a bitch
Caught me lacking
Shot all the way down da street
You know that we bending back
Michael Jackson
I knock em straight off his feet
We hit that boy in
Johnson Avery ohhh
Michael Finley Nick Van Exel
Feel me like
Johnson Keldon
Little General
To the
Admiral 7 footer
Let's establish 95
MVP
Back out in 97
Bobby!
Siwezi slide, ntathrive
Catch me on the yard, looking fly
Siwezi slide, ntathrive
G.O.D been always by my side, yeah yeah yeah!
November the 5
and stop bitching (shut up)
Just hold his ching and stop bitching
It's easy like one-two-three, in the Five, no Jackson
Jump out cars and a mad ting, mad
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