Lyrics:
you'll know the face, you'll know the name
Same shit, different day, cool chick from round the way
You can call me Malii but I go by Maljhai!
You
I never needed no help
I do it all by myself, yeah
I don't need nobody else
I don't know what else to tell ya
I am a star, Michael Phelps
You see my
Production
And Sebastian on the hook, like being dug by Michael Douglas
So don't start that walk through Echo Park
My life's a one-on-one and you caught up
high key wanna do it all
But don’t cause yall n****s is booty call
Shooters go booyakah
At you n****s influenced by Lucifer
No weapon I’m letting this
the matrix slaving and hating you
Uh
24/7 I’ve been working overtime
Ain’t got that much to show for it
Still had to sell my soul for it
Just to get by
24/7
that you was a legend (oh, he can see)
Shit crazy, but y'all already know that
On the strength of Nip, I ain't screamin' out, "Free Kodak" (nope)
Meek
and tossed out
In the street hard
And end up run over
By street cars
Damn
If I had a lotta money
I would buy the world
If I had a lotta money
I would buy you
right away
I cannot wait no longer
I need you like today
I swear my life's a movie
It's shot by Michael Bay
I'm tryna shoot for greatness
And feel like
I'll be the tyko man
Then I gon' be hyped by fans
Everyday ballin' like I'm Michael on courts
Clothes every week
Jagis shipped to all the ports
My engine
If you don't know the movies
I ninja vanish
Michael Dudikoff
I get super low
I get super lost
I be super cool
Like a super boss
Say they super bad
But
I don't like to pass the ball a lot
Underneath my anger is pain that my father fought
I'm Michael Jordan with the last shot
Don't get distracted by
intense!"
He told her that, "You know that I am living by the Good Book
But I don't think I can wait longer when you're looking this good"
Took her by
Leave-Her-At-Home-He'll-Take-Your-Ho
Mr. Stack-That-Dough
Young rich n-gga used to trap by the store, now taxed for the flow
Tell a rap n-igga, "I'm not feelin' you"
Stop frontin',
And one by one each woman he kiss
(He kiss her and she gon' fall in love)
Stokie's just Stokie, you know?
(Stokie's Stokie)
Till someone shows that they
legend, I mean, Michael Jackson (hol' up)
Prince in action, okay, I'm an original, you just a reenactment
Okay, peace sign and flashes
I live that
respect it or check it
Nigga
Rest in peace to Michael Jackson
You niggas need me, man
I might have to start moonwalking
Couple dance moves and shit
Write
the models
I want it all
I want it all
Tell him I do Deniro, tell him you do Camaro
I do a fast car, something like a Nascar
Move like
get bucked by the main
And that girl said that I'm trash
So why you still on my page?
And that girl there with the back looked peng so I gave her
turn into Michael
But that pussy wet turn me into Michael Phelps
Hold on
Smoking so much loud I just might fuck around and go deaf
Go on licks all by my
God for Parliament
Everybody funky knows that they was heaven sent
There's Michael Hampton at one end of the stage
Banging out Maggot Brain with Eddie
I'm like yes bitch, I know
I seen you, trust that
When you do that slutty shit, I love that
when I hit it she don't sit, she fuck back
Sippin' Teccie by
run up on you, I'll get you hit
Set you up by a bitch, I'll get you set up by a bitch
Nigga, fuck a diss, I don't want a diss
I'm tryna, uh, tryna post
they gon' say I'm Michael Phelps
And you gon' think to yourself
Before you jump in that deep end
It was said that my city sleeping
Out of state, I had
the proof I'm the eighth disciple
And it's all a cycle - shit will make you psycho
And I'm talking Michael - there's no talking to Michael
I just wanna
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