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The Jackson Five Body

your body. You know I love your body. Girl, I need your body. Why don't you come home with me now. Girl, I want your body. You know I love your body.

ya Let's dance, let's shout Shake you body down to the ground Let's dance, let's shout Shake you body down to the ground Let's dance, let's shout Shake you body

than Michael Jackson's pillow case I get props, you give head, I get pussy hole... I got more jim hats than there's hats in five five soul You hackle

brother sound wack A bust a new style, grease your hair with NuNile Do wrecks flex the Bronx fronters that step up next New jacks can't rap, stomp your

a German Luger Black serial killer, man turns to gorilla Provoked I change faces like Michael Jackson's Thriller B-B-B-B-B-Boo! (Imitating young Michael Jackson

-p Unit You pussy ass nigga! Who the snitch? You the snitch Who the bitch? You the bitch (x4) Look, get ya mask took off When I blast four off Pump the shotty Throw your body

in Now she aint really pretty but she got a nice body Im geeked up thinkin this Buffie The Body Aint your name lil Trina cause you look like Janet Jackson

from my defiant lips Smoke emerge in the shape of halo's the chronic's lit My hoes are pornographic, flow's orgasmic Doe stacking, strict as Joe Jackson training five

s five dimensions, six senses Seven firmaments of heaven to hell, 8 Million Stories to tell Nine planets faithfully keep in orbit with the probable tenth, the universe expands length The body