since I see you in his arms (I want you back) Yes I do now (I want you back) Ooh ooh baby (I want you back) Ya ya ya ya (I want you back) Na na na na
block, the young kid makin it happen Who you think got them fiends runnin back like Bo Jackson? I'm a gangsta, what else could I say? I'm ahead of myself
you) (We miss you) [Verse 1: The Game] Who's Michael Jackson, Your Michael Jackson, I'm Michael Jackson, We all Michael Jackson, I guess what I'm asking
you need a gun? I'll get you that P-89 nigga let Dre stitch you back ??? Industry niggaz I'll admit to that But I don't even want your chain I'll let
you take me for? a joke? you smokin crack? Before I do that, I beg Mariah to take me back I get up 'for i get down, run myself in the ground, 'for I put
girls look like Halle Berry to me So excuse me miss, I forgot your name Thank you, God bless you, good night I came.. I came... I came.. [Chorus] It'
nothing we could find Someone like you to call mine (You rocked my world) You rocked my world, you know you did (Girl) And everything I'm gonna give (I want you
t nothing we could find Someone like you to call mine (You rocked my world) You rocked my world, you know you did (Girl) And everything I'm gonna give (I want you
of face you want Singing Voice: I want the kind that make me look like I can rhyme Saafir: It'll cost you Singing Voice: But I can find the skrilla
She ain't want me be usin mac 11's When I sing, so when I said daddy was gone 'til November I knew, I knew that he wouldn't be back in November Cause
girls look like Halle Berry to me So excuse me miss, I forgot your name Thank you, God bless you, good night, I came I came, I came It's been a week
] You're a shinin' star You're a superstar Ooohhh.. Large star But you gonna be large You're a shinin' star You're a superstar Ooohhh.. Large star You
boo boo Back them two boobs, you on the tape with seven dudes Your temperature's more beyond to sleep with Michael Jackson You want interviews, in locker
done already blew sumpthin' I still want the green, cornbread and the cabbage No Limit savage, one known as the baddest When I was bustin' out expeditions you
I'm over you. {Part 1:} I-I-I'm leaving baby Don't want to work it out Everything that you want and what I've got to get So I'm getting out of this town
that mic you're on While you were getting off I still had my rock on Things went from bad to worse for you like Michael Jackson I'll push you eight