Şarkılar:
Jackson Michael The Filling That We Have

and she do it so good I gotta thank her I got her ass clapping thats how I congratulate her she like to roll the dro up in the bed go higher pepsi cola Michael Jackson

(ali) St. lunatics and we here now, we never give up Swallowin cris' 'til we spit up, put your shit up 'cause now We navigatin, wood grain, hood slang

MCs that envyi this tryin' Never me and you take it easy like mad lion If you mess with me Your family will be missin' you like we miss EMPD But if

me some of that Brass Brass Monkey [Mr. Funke] Here Come the Lords, Here Come the Lords, Mr. Funke don't you see me? I told you we were comin, you suckas

for country, for Michael Jackson's monkey Just take another on the chin I was a singer in a band, yeah, had sex in my van and filling it with mexicans

minute sentence hearing and you no longer free 40% of Americans own a cell phone so they can hear, everything that you say when you ain't home I guess, Michael Jackson

reaction to Wakin' up and listening to prepubescent Michael Jackson Open up the Frigidair what do we have here? Seems like just enough milk to fill my

yo face Have yo ass runnin, mumblin to the jake You goin ?gainst me dog, you makin a mistake, I'll split ya Leave ya lookin like the Michael Jackson

group It was one album and that's that Hell no ho! Michael Jackson ain't do that Ehh, well maybe he did, that muh'fucker loves kids too much Fuck it,