Lyrics:
wicked actions
I want to rock wit you like Michael Jackson
(coughing) Erick what slow down baby
You're not Seal so why you actin Crazy
I
by my attitude that I'm most definitely from
Don't you know, don't you know (ayy)
New York was killing me?
Yes, I was standing nearly dying here
Use to leave Kung Fu down in Rock n Bloom
Hip Hop (?) not the key belong
Or less then saying unity over the bar
You want the spot when my mic is
but I don't have a lot to kill
World full of blocks and I'm trapped in the nether
You can have my back and you can be here forever
But bein by myself
like this, and you don't stop
A twink-twinkle, a rock the house
And my man Diamond Shell, a rock the house
Can't forget my man Sal, rock the house,
as I strut in my baggy ass Girbauds
Makin em stop, (bigidabounce) pause, Like Jubilee All
I'm harder than a nigga watchin' Janet Jackson in
and the prosecution
Back forcing mum's into prostitution - fallout
Back in the game for some action
Lines make you scream like a girl - michael jackson
Cryptowallet -
on the next scene quick
Baby, thats a jump cut
I don't know enough
I'm in the crib
I'm rapping
Hit my two step
Couple shots
I'm dancing Michael Jackson (Hit my
this blicky
Be a savage, walkin' backwards till he slidin
Now he look like Michael Jackson
Shit talkin', couldn't back it, now his shit be gettin'
Bagged
(those niggas?)
I think of my sons, I need a carseat for niggas (those niggas?)
I play the game like Larry Bird, you know that street code, nigga
I can
Shake your body down (chicka pow)
Woo wee!
Ooh ah, ooh ah, ah huh hah hah (yeah, woo)
I see you girl, c'mon wit' it now
I want to rock your world
Get
Shake your body down (chicka pow)
Woo wee!
Ooh ah, ooh ah, ah huh hah hah (yeah, woo)
I see you girl, c'mon wit' it now
I want to rock your world
Get
Yeah! Yeah!
Oh!
Yeah! Yeah!
Flyy
After we fuck Michael Jackson gotta beat it
You can act the toughest nigga but you gotta be it
We just made some
on the radio
The static hurts my ears
Tell me where would I go
I ain't been out in years
Turn on the stereo
It's played for years and years
An Otis Redding
hall shit
They prayin' on my motherfuckin' downfall bitch like a drought but
You gon' get this rain like it's May weather
G.O.O.D. Music, Ye weather
was told I wouldn't make it by this nigga in person
So I got a lot to prove
To the world, to the world
And to my true fan, this one's for you
That's me
completed waiver
Yh Yh Yh
Promises to you all
I won't fadeaway
I'm about to reign
The street's my terrain
The worlds my domain
God for us all
Only Him I'll
walking
And my middle name Michael ho
Success is my idol and being broke is my rival
But it's cool because I got the title ho
See I just want my fantasies
diamonds (diamonds), Michael Jackson in his prime, bitch, and I'm bad
Look at my wrist, look at my bitch (woo, uh-huh)
Sometimes they kiss, yeah (woo,
season
It's a problem know my dawgs gon' fetch them sticks, golden retriever
I stick by the team and stuck to the code, you don't know the sequence I-
Feel
pollinated by the "Be"
Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete
How do you define divine that finds street?
"Hip bop," the color of my leaves
Not
the blunt, inhaled it
blew the smoke from my lungs into the world of hip-hop
Civilians turn into soldiers by the millions
Assassins, we multiply, by the masses
There we go with a sign of a smile
Slap in the goonies, we're lost for a while
Where'd you go my breakfast club girl?
Will you stand by me in a stand by
you how to catch a body
Leave it rotten stiff
Destroy the evidence
Leaving nothing for the dogs to sniff
My tongue just tangles
Salivating for
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