Michael Jackson

Michael Jackson （克爾·傑克遜）-Nef the Pharaoh /Cardo
You know when I was a little kid I idolized Michael Jackson
And them shiny a**shoes that ni**a had
That ni **a was so d**e to me
I tried to moonwalk all over the whole house thats word to my mom
You could ask her
The other day when I seen these motherf**kers
I just had to make a song about em
Black Giuseppes on my feet I feel like Michael Jackson
See my life is like a movie but Im not no actor
I smoke a wood into a doobie the w**d make me happy
I hit the mall and blow a bag and get it back and stack it
Black Giuseppes on my feet I feel like Michael Jackson
Moonwalking in Giuseppes like Im Michael Jackson
I smell like money so she put her hands on me
How you rich ni**a you aint got no bands on you
B**ch Im from California and Im smoking California
That mean my w **d is very loud it got a strong aroma
Moonwalking in Giuseppes she say Neffy sexy
I just hit her with the digits told the b**ch to text me
When she showed up to the crib I told the b**ch to neck me
Ordered her a luxury Uber she pulled off in a Lexus
How you finna stunt with no money you out here looking naked
Me and all my niggas one hunnid we out here getting chicken
I just spent two bands on my feet Im really Giuseppe stepping
I dont leave the house with no tool I always stay with the weapon
Black Giuseppes on my feet I feel like Michael Jackson
I got top from Billy Jean
Lil boy Im not your daddy
Thatmean I came all on her face
Lil boy Im not your pappy
Im only in it for the cheese
That mean Im not your Neffy
Black Giuseppes on my feet I feel like Michael Jackson
See my life is like a movie but Im not no actor
I smoke the w**d into a doobie the w**d make me happy
I hit the mall and blow a bag and get it back and stack it
Black Giuseppes on my feet I feel like Michael Jackson
Moonwalking in Giuseppes like Im Michael Jackson
Im the ni**a off of Thriller I dont double dribble
Ima turn it up a lot you turn it up a little
Call the quarterback sneak and run it up the middle
B**ch I think Im Michael Jackson on this instrumental
B**ch I bought this sh*t on purpose
Wasnt coincidental
Yeah my sneakers cost your rent you think Im out my mental
Stood on my tippy toes
Thats how lil Neffy pose
Flex with my eyes closed
I spent another roll
Every time Im in LA I stop at Roscoes
Party at the AOD that sh*t was hella d**e
Ordered her a luxury Uber she pulled off in a Lexus
How you finna stunt with no money you out here looking naked
Me and all my niggas one hunnid we out here getting chicken
I just spent two bands on my feet Im really Giuseppe stepping
I dont leave with house with no tool I always stay with the weapon
Walking in the streets like Im Michael Jackson
Black Giuseppes on my feet I feel like Michael Jackson
See my life is like a movie but Im not no actor
Ismoke the w**d into a doobie the w**d make me happy
I hit the mall and blow a bag and get it back and stack it
Black Giuseppes on my feet I feel like Michael Jackson
Moonwalking in Giuseppes like Im Michael Jackson