Lyrics:
Intro oya decorate the dance ffloor with your figure 8
Chorus
You make feel like michael jackson
Girl na you wey be my beyonce
My friends been de
Thank you Brooklyn, thank you world
Yeah, yeah there it is
Turn my voice up in the top a little bit
It feel good to be back
What's up ochenta?
Nevada, I'm feeling all your lights I'm on Navara
I'm rocking my Versace she's on Prada, I pray our souls don't fade away
I'm Michael Jackson to these
to the other side
And I didn't even have to die
Got the money and I never show it
Let a nigga try to play heroic
Michael Jackson talkin' to me in my dreams
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
up, " Nicki says
Standing up to count the votes
No one moves "All in favor of ‘All Eyes on
You'?" She is persuasive
Making hip-hop work in the pop world
to it
Come and rock with us, all night like Michael Jackson
Leave your guns and knives at home, black, that's all I'm asking
I'd like to go to jams
Johnson, you Larry Bird (damn)
The day they blew up a rocket, I was lookin' at my beeper with a rock in my pocket, slangin'
Double up
Michael Jackson vs.
nigga that done been around the world sixty-one times (I want you for very long)
Coke Boy, baby
I was pushing that H by the izzo (by the izzo)
I was
Crooked going Michael Jackson on Thriller
I'm a psychopath, I'm a killer
You ain't ever see a mothafucka get realer
(A psychopath, I'm a killer)
Goin'
want brothas in that wall of fame,
you know sayin? Like Michael Jordan or Malcom X.
No es muy dificil de entender...
Mi pueblo te dio techo pa dormir,
on the radio
She heard me on that Jagged Edge shit
Memorized my cell phone number out the blue
Called me on some
"I wasn't sure if that was you or not"
Bitch,
on
The Sphinx look like Michael Jackson before his nose gone
Hood as fuck I just act civilized
Live inside the village riots
That you only driven by
What you
[Chorus]
Michael Jackson
A million dollars
You feel me?
Holler!
Michael Jackson
One million dollars
You feel me?
Holler!
These rap dads is
Yeah
That pussy talking to me
Yea that's my baby girl
Feel like Michael Jackson
The way you rock my world
This shit right here forever
So forever you my
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
Rain on my window
Michael (Jackson) on my radio
Seven-three-seven this room I'm in
This moment won't ever be here again
Try to remember, hold
a row, that's just a game
Big rings in a row all down my fingers
I can't even hold my baggage claim
Tryna snatch you home, my Lithuania
Pass, do you
"My
You my favorite rapper"
I tell all my twins that we really dress best
Pushing this weight out the
Stage like a bench-press
He think I'm cappin', say
the cop's out
Rolling, rock-rock, my cock's out
And can you take it, guess where I lunge out
When you step into the ring and get their lines punched out
I
the stash
You smoking on that headache and I'm smoking on this gas aye
It feels like the world is coming to a End
Everybody seeds of God but we still Sin
Rock
hit the studio, the edit suite, and when I got home
Made a LLC, a company, I made my own brand
And along the process I went & became a man
Listen
I've
and the power, they be in here watchin' Power
All my shooters accurate, codeine like a daiquiri
Run up, run up in your factory, mask is on like Michael Jackson
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
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