Michael Blacston

Lyrics

[Chorus: Skilla Baby] He be capping He ain't really doing what he say he rapping I can get jiggy with this shit, Michael Blackston Your bitch look bad when I beat it, Michael Jackson [Verse 1: Skilla Baby] [?] I ain't capping [?] I'm stabbing My bitch badder than [?] Your bitch an actress, but she look like an actor You be capping, so we call you a capper When it come to [?] you the [?] When it come to being in the field, I'm the captain [?] talk about the play, John Madin Bad bitches, new fashion, rich habbits Every day I put my hood on, like a jacket [Chorus: Skilla Baby] He be capping He ain't really doing what he say he rapping I can get jiggy with this shit, Michael Blackston Your bitch look bad when I beat it, Michael Jackson [Verse 2: BFB Da Packman] Me and Skilla chilling with 6 bitches in the villa We only popping percies, but these freak bitches want skittles I said no baby love, take this perc and suck this pickle But she felt disrespected, so she asked me if it's little 6 inches, but these hoes love me I can be your friend, don't do marage, can't be no hubby I won't fuck her raw, see her kids and they both ugly [?] my favorite cause we both chubby Skilla Vandross, and Mr. Packman [?] [?] Mr. pick a package up on the first Freaky nigga, meet a lady [?] make it squert Slid down, boom bow, man that skat pack don't work [Chorus: Skilla Baby] He be capping He ain't really doing what he say he rapping I can get jiggy with this shit, Michael Blackston Your bitch look bad when I beat it, Michael Jackson