Lyrics:
need it now, I need it
Swear to god, oh god I need it now
Michael Jackson, Jackson, beat it now
Oh my god, I'm terrified
I'm fire nigga got that purp'
to grow, to show
The elevation of a people built is so
Jesse Jackson, Miss America a black one
No more livin for just a small fraction
I was once told by
dancing in school to Michael Jackson
Is it wrong to want to be famous like Jett Jackson
I guess it's a no for me dog Randy Jackson
This is the day the day
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 catchy tunes, performed by the great michael jackson
Imagine, they can't fight the need or the urge to be dancing to my stanzas
I think they sense
with diamond rings
Dropped fifteen hunnid on my feet
That's what got these diamonds dancing
My bitch a thriller, yeah
Like Michael Jackson
This shit get
reaction.
If you can do the Bart, you're bad like Michael Jackson.
Everybody, if you can, do the Bartman.
Oh, yeah!
Shake your body, turn it out if you
on an opp Michael Jackson
I want a bad bitch Toni Braxton
I went to the bank with a couple of racks on
Chasing the gwuap that's a big bag
Call me the Joker
Antsy 'cause I'm high like Michael Jackson penny loafers
Moonwalkin' on the sun, barefoot, with shades on
Bitch pussy smell like a penguin
Wouldn't hit
for twenty minutes is the pay I earn
I'm growin' and glowin' like a forest blaze
Do you like Michael Jackson, we like Cool J.
That's right, I'm
for twenty minutes is the pay I earn
I'm growin' and glowin' like a forest blaze
Do you like Michael Jackson, we like Cool J.
That's right, I'm
bitches go figure
Diamonds in my teeth like I'm a fucking dope dealer
You're a dead man walking, Michael Jackson, Thriller
I'm in one big room, full
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
If Michael Jackson was alive right now
He would want us to smoke one for him
Double M, Self Made 3, let's go
Folarin in this ma'fucka
I'm just
wadę
Bo stale odpada jak nos co miał Michael i z czasem jak Jackson nie wiem czym pachnie
Pach nie goliłem ale twoich dotykałem me ciekawskie palce bo ta
That shit they love, right? (ay, ay)
PLP, but keep that in the glove, right? (ay, ay)
Michael Jackson on these hoes,
You know I keep a glove
picturing Michael Jackson
In little boys' drawers shopping at toy stores
Shady said it, Shady meant it, I stay demented
I'll throw a stroller at you, with
them souls now
Jesus is coming
So we better
Turn from sin now
Hold on
Let me talk my talk
I'm off the wall
That Michael Jackson
Go to war where we walk
slim Busta anaas3 menko Michael Jackson
Meka mese ago do anything that you go be asking
From today monitor me me post wo me Stat
Wo picture mey3 no
on an Alaskan
I switch flows like nose on Michael Jackson
Amerikkka why you hate us
Stop taxing black skin
Free the babies that are trapped by ICE
People come
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
dissin
Talk about me and you know I'm already killin
Up on the beat and you know I got a thrillin
Michael Jackson bitch cause you know I got a dub
And I
like the S1's, cause my crew carry big guns
to blow up, anybody in the range
And plus I'm bad as Michael Jackson, even though he +Dangerous+
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