Lyrics:
insane asylum, cleanin', try them trailer parks
Crazy, I am back, and I am razor sharp, baby
And that's back with' a capital B with' an exclamation mark,
Calls me by my name
Now that I am in your fair town
You must do the same
For I'm a
Ding dong daddy from Dumas
You ought to see me do my stuff
I
you do that I call it dope boi magic
I get it nine in tha morning by night it just plastic
How you do that I call it dope boi magic
I'm fresh ta death
Jackson (oh), I am for real
Never meant to make your daughter cry
I apologize a trillion times
I'm sorry Ms. Jackson (oh), I am for real
Never meant
to hear, Johnny Cash n’ Alan Jackson
Oh! Thanks for the sounds carring us!
Music is for us a gift
Through it we have mental releave
I get
I'm sorry Ms.Jackson
Ohhh I am for real
Never meant to make your daughter cry
I apologize a trillion times
I'm sorry Ms.Jackson
Ohhh I am for real
for their culture For their music
For their happiness for their movies
I want when they see me
They know that everyday when am breathing is is is for us
Michael Jackson Cover
Written and Composed by Michael Jackson.
Rap Lyrics by Bill Bottrell.
Produced by Michael Jackson and Bill Bottrell.
Aaow
and it held it up off me, really, it held it
Up off me. So that's one time it saved my life.
The way, the way I came by the name of Lucille, I was
a kid who does both?
His mother called him Vincent Edward Jackson
He's not the real Bo Jackson, I am, believe that
His basketball game rose a few
hand
Oh oh oh oh, I'll be who I am
Oh oh oh oh, I ain't no (no) Michael Jackson
But give me one chance, one chance to dance
Oh oh oh oh, give me
way eh yeah
I'll be I'll be I'll be on ma way eh yeah
I'll be on ma way eh yeah
I'll be I'll be I'll be on ma way eh yeah
Am on ma way
On ma way
And God
Hamtramck, got the panoramic camera
Xanax, a banana hammock and a Santa hat
I'm smellin' like a damn mechanic
With a chick that looks like Janet Jackson
I still chew a little Red Man
Hit the lake and cast a line
Hold the door and say yes ma'am
Gas up my 4-wheel drive
I keep Alan Jackson playing
Chasing (Chasing)
Chasing that money
Chasing (What u chasing)
I'm chasing that money
Washington Jefferson Lincoln Hamilton Jackson Grant
Benjamin
did it fast
Them Ben Franks,Grants, Jackson's got me moonwalking like I'm Jackson
This moon rock, got me moonwalking like I'm MJ
I'm a Benjamin baby,
everything good seem cloudy today/ In 731 on Saturday
Verse 1: Am from the 731, Am from the 731, Today in Jackson ain't no Jackson Sun/ Got That Isaac Hayes,
WHEN I'M WITH YOU
WRITTEN BY: BEN RECTOR
KEYS JOHN BLASUCCI
GUITARS MICHAEL THOMPSON
DRUMS JOHN BLASUCCI
BASS ALAN BERLIANT
VOCALS LARRY KING
I
good up here
I've gotten the jinx on me
(harmonica & guitar)
A-yon' come my baby
I can tell by the way she walk
I wouldn't know her so well
But I can
I'ma get it back now, uh
From the cage of the stage
They don't know the songs, can tell by the way that they rage, uh
I'm faced by the shade they
Hit the gas can't pull up by a church we in a demon
Hop out palm angels I ain't made a hit but I got remix
Stop tripping about them bitches two
Calls me by my name
Now that I am in your fair town
You must do the same
For I'm a
Ding dong daddy from Dumas
You ought to see me do my stuff
I
on beats
I swear, you got to watch all your homies cos really my nigga, there aint no love in these Streets
I done seen too many niggas go by cos they
I am the streets, the future
I introduce you to Ace Hood, Meek Mills
Big Sean, Wale, Vado, this the future
They gettin' money, they makin' hit
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