Lyrics:
Y'all youngsters don't know nothin' about Logic
Back in my day, motherfucker, he was that motherfuckin' nigga
It was Logic, Michael Jackson
and my migos, we are hot fire
At this night we gon' rock it all yo
Life of a idol, Fucking top models
Jackson or Jordan, i wanna be like Michael
A lot
and another, Michael Jackson, Stevie Wonder
Set some R&B over the track for "Deep Cover" (187!)
The kid got wild, started acting erratic
He said "Yo, that
Bro said that I'm white
But black on the inside
Just like Michael Jackson
American girl from LA
Said she gets wet from my English Accent
Adding up
Yo, I'd like to dedicate this to my mom
Sabrina Jackson god bless her soul
We gon' get it on in
Here nothing but real shit
Yo, shorty ain't a shorty
big booty
Mi scusi mi scusi ballo sembro proprio a Lil Uzi
J'arrive en mode Jackson Michael
La gestu tu l'as pas, ma guele
La potasse elle avale elle
floorboards
Knows exactly where to tread
Even in this state, his muscle has memory
He's a tiptoeing Travolta, a minging Michael Jackson
Lighting up
the life, vanilla wafers in a villa
Illest nigga alive, Michael Jackson's Thriller
But baby, it's amazin' I'm in a maze with you
I just can't crack your
like Michael Jackson when he told Billie Jean beat it I-
Feel like Michael Jackson, the glove and the jacket sequins I-
Swear I'm bout that action, you
Michael Jackson Bad
All de manz dem trips every time they walk by
Yes me blow dem a kiss and I tell dem bye bye
Come in know say that you neva seen a gyal
Omg this that black on black So I guess am back
I'm so bad, Michael Jackson bad Bitch I'm hell of bad
Walk my way but don't waste my timeI ain't got
it's done, uh
I did good in my hood as a youngster
The Heavster was never a punkster, no sir
No ma'am, hot damn, me and Michael Jackson jammed
I
a Michael Jackson
Two different things at the same time
White and black at the same time
Cold and hot at the same time The world and God at the same time?
bang nigga
Yeah, nigga
And if the devil die today, I'mma treat it like it's a holiday
Bout the Michael Jackson, beat it, I mean it, I got a powder day
you a addict tryna get your habit
I been known for cuttin bitches
Don't get too attached
Red leather jacket with the strap feel like I'm Michael Jackson
it Huey Newton or Detroit Red?
Is it Martin Luther? JFK? Shooter—you assassin
Is it Jackie? Is it Jesse? Oh, I know it's Michael Jackson—oh
When
is where I'm at
Anyhow e be, I dey play my part
Igi gogoro ma gun mi Loju mi o fo, mi o fo
I go dance for you Michael Jackson
Mama always say,
of a villain
All these bodies make a killing, in the night Michael Jackson it's thrilling
Burning down the city, revel in the flames, everybody's going with me
no imitations
Dre losin' his stack is slim as chances
Of Michael Jackson gettin' his
Black fans back my reputation's like a TEC-9
Knock out the best in
in the mood, just go with the flow
And I can play rapping records and all disco
Like "Beat It," "Billie Jean," by Michael Jackson
Or the Treacherous
Welcome to birth, who tryin not to work ha
Beat it Michael Jackson M J mean
Do you remember Earth song M J mean
If we don't touch no one still
M J mean they
y' avait encore le scratch comme sur ton bombers Schott
Hier aujourd'hui un grand écart comme Vandame dans Bloodsport
Michael Jackson est mort j' suis
the story that Michael
Jackson, in a effort to
Retain his youthful look and feminine vocal characteristics had his
Testicles surgically removed,
Thereby
Mysteries , So do your time brother accurately ,
Life cin't what you think Living in Hell , Vanity ,
The Master is watching , Michael Jackson Did Him ,
So
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