make a fool of me You're kinda cute, baby, are you new in town? My name is Tim, AKA Thomas Crown I heard you're lost, do you know your way around If
Nothing you can say Nothing you can do We'll be ballin you We'll be ballin you No one can it... And see what you're goin' through We'll be ballin you
Whoah, whoah... I'm reaching for you, and you're not even near Still feeling your touch in the air The thought of your kiss still lingers in my mind Can
though) we're gettin' close (Gettin Close) We're not there just yet And even though we're almost there You are all I need in my life You are all I
Michael - 'cus this because of you (Hoo) ] Save me [ Michael - 'cus I'm on the bed ] Save me [ Michael - 'cus I don't want no more ] Save me [ Michael
you know where your children are? Because it's not 12 O'clock, And they're somewhere out on the street Just imagine how scared they are Do you know
man You wanna stay alive, better do what you can So beat it, just beat it You have to show them that you're really not scared You're playin' with your
but I never do perico Yo, this is a sound clash, you ain't fit for the job You're vagina and you're making my cock hard You wanna rap, here's presents
dummy you know you want it shorty, you know you want it baby and i got people working hard just to make it happen this how we do, uffie you got the new uffie and you
Written and Composed by Michael Jackson. Produced by Michael Jackson. Somebody killed little Susie The girl with the tune, Who sings in the daytime at
, rappers do Ask any politician and he'll tell you it's true It's a fact, music makes you violent Like Michael Jackson telling little Timmy to be silent You
to do (got too much to do) If you're reading my note Then you sure better know, oh You and be are buh eh eh eh. {Part 6:} Because what you want no I
?) In my neighbourhood (Where?) In my neigh-bour-hood Peace to the niggas in my neighborhood You're not dead so that means you're doing good Yo, one
There I'll squash you like a hexapod where upon Even if you had six mouths wouldn't help you on that mic you're on While you were getting off I still
McGraw did the robot So Trace Adkins put one glove on if you're gonna dance like that You move like Michael Jackson but you wear a cowboy hat (Hee Hee
that you would marry me **Take it Lisa Marie +You couldn't go on pretending day by day That you were really the King You're more feminine than me From
How you make me feel Boy you give me chills, baby I?m gonna break it down You just drive me wild Whenever you?re around You know how I do and you know