Lyrics:
And when I come they betta lean like Promethazine
Them no say Nicki nice.
I'm about my money mama
And tell Michelle I got my eye on Barack Obama
bones with stones and sticks
I predict non-stop conflict, I'm getting hated on by some pricks
These haters need to read my lips, y'all suck more dick than
the good old days
Those were the good old days
The years go by but the memory stays
And those were the good old days
Do you remember sweet Michelle
on it)
But then I was like 'yeah but I can't read or spell that well
Michelle was like don't matter jus practice sayin
She sells sea shells by the sea
look outside and I'm already upset yo
It look about a hundred-and-two
It's a Saturday and Biggie ain't got nuttin' to do
Uhh, I'm intrrupted by
look outside and I'm already upset yo
It look about a hundred-and-two
It's a Saturday and Biggie ain't got nuttin' to do
Uhh, I'm intrrupted by
What is going on and it's Michelle LA's 97-01
Radio is what you're listening to first
Thing I walk in the door and right
Behind me here he is Kanye
next like a W do
I gotta flex I'm the best now I'm being direct
I'm unimpressed by these bitches that are seein' the press
I kinda of vexxed by
Brand new one on the radio
Just play mi inna stereo
Ha-ha
Summer breezin'
Yeh, mon, summertime
Summer breezin'
Uh-uh
So I call Michelle up
came from
Born in a world going where they told me I can't go
In my lane, though, I'm in the same boat as Usain Bolt
Get ahead by any means so
the Cooler by 7 ribs
I knew bro was sick pourin' up in a lemon brisk
She let me get a loan up in her name and took a Credit Risk
I've been using so much credit
Man Behind the Mask
Music & Lyrics by Michelle Jubilee Gonzalez 2016
Produced by: Erick Bolivar & Michelle J. Gonzalez
VERSE 1
I’m sitting here,
Hey Juliet
Original Song by Michelle Vogel
(Sung by Sean Killeen)
Hey Juliet...
What if my name's not Romeo?
Like stories told so long ago
Those
Kelly, can you handle this?
Michelle, can you handle this?
Beyoncé, can you handle this?
I don't think they can handle this!
Barely move, we've
Kelly, can you handle this?
Michelle, can you handle this?
Beyoncé, can you handle this?
I don't think they can handle this!
Barely move, we've
than myself, you need it more
More than yourself, I need it more more than myself, I need it help
I need it more than Michelle Fuck Michelle, I was out
Michelle
I gotta watch out for dat drop
Servin that
Servin that Saved by the bell
Ye I gotta see if dis shit in stock
Don't trust a nigga or a bitch
Dat is
Screwed on the chemical floors of the dance world
Now you see why I'll always be a dancer
Plucked by the transcendental brats to the trance world
tight
They risked it all for me so I gotta make it right
Born by knife it makes sense I got a sharp tongue
Came out 32 weeks I had to start young
Leave it up to chance that's when things get iffy
40 in my pants catch me sliding with the glizzy
Them niggas posted up in some light brown dickies
I
White hand sitting with a paint brush in it
Dark skin, but he said "I ain't really with it
And I know it's for the record, but how I'm 'bout to spin
Tryna claim my worth
But we killed by the ones
Who was sworned to protection
Tryna learn how to fly
But the CPS
Don't invest in that lesson
Maybe I
I Luv Michelle (My First Lady) LuV
Every great dream begins with a dreamer. clways remember, you have within you the strength, the patience,
I’m like my mama
Sometimes it’s drama
Forget the karma
Might hear me holla
Reverse Madonna (That's me)
My bike’s a Honda (That me)
Michelle Obama
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