Lyrics:
need to feel (prrr)
C'mon baby tell me how feel
Me i feel blessed, i know got god by my side (yes!)
Peng ting with me i got yansh by my side (bunda)
Step
Walking through the fire, please don't let me go
Take me to the river, I need you to know
I'm burnin' up
Come put me out
Come and put me out
Walking through the fire, please don't let me go
Take me to the river, I need you to know
I'm burnin' up
Come put me out
Come and put me out
Lifting me up, setting me free
I could be Billie Holiday
In the silence hard to think about
When in reality you gotta sit back
Just relax, and let it happen
Four by four bout 60 thous I stuffed inside my jeans
Baby girl just told me beat it like her name was Billie Jean
Man i swear had life figured out
I been here since yesterday
I ain't even take a shower
More money more power, more
Power, more business, more bitches
Tryna holla when they see you by
insama du
Jo won ma lo'sanle insama du
Jo won wa'le insama du
What if I say
Make you come chill with me in my place
When you go fit come maybe this Friday
bald men
Decided to write songs to teach Mouseketeers to sing
I stick Britney Spears in a room full of mirrors
So she gets fifty years of bad luck
could see was my momma's eyes
No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble
Not knowin' it's hard to carry on when no one loves you
Picture me
could see was my momma's eyes
No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble
Not knowin' it's hard to carry on when no one loves you
Picture me
you know I'm the boss
7 am yeah you know we on go
That's that big drip yeah
You know we on the way
My nigga been grinding
Since 10 by the way
Bro you
off me
I give a sexy mama D'usse
I bet it make her match my horny
They know Luv got a sturdy thirty
And I got my own, so you know I never worry
You know
the good game
I know hoochies, chickens
Homies, snitches
Pimps, killas, big butt bitches
Fakas, cake bakas, L.A. Lakas
I only fuck with real niggaz,
believed in God
Hardened like metapod, pardon my metaphors
I’ve Spitting BARS ever since my BAR-mitzvah
Surrounded by foul lines
My thoughts hold me back up
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
Ima tell y'all how I feel
I need 48 billie in my bank
What you think?
Yeah, we need more nice things
I work all night
Cause me no say I go get
Marino, now she wanna date me
She see the money, now she tryna play me
Hop out the Rari, go vroom
I never lack, I stay with goons, thugs
And you know
saxophonist, singer
And big band leader
(7) Ogerman: Claus Ogerman (1930-2016)
German arranger, conductor
And composer best
Know for his work with Billie
suspect
That fills more body bags than apartments in projects
And as far as the coroners know
The autopsy show, it was a Shaolin blow
Put on by my
would've had em
What we don't know is that it was
Eve and then it was Adam
And they gon hate me for that
But I'm flying high as Aladdin
And I told you
Moving
on the floor moon walking (Billie Jean)
I'm the master of the craft don't know how long it will last
So I push the pedal to the metal foot on the gas
Flat out
In this game i got stung by a busy bee
Got the crazy flow like I'm off phentermine
She gone eat up the dick like a jelly bean
She say it taste good
to start fuck the jakes I gotta fled, (skrt), the scene
All day long my body fucking dread, off a bean
Diamonds on me Michael Jackson dance, no Billie Jean
will die to protect the other
Shield to shield, spear to spear
Tonight the banquet will be in hell
Step by step we walk to the strait
The mountains will
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