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She like the way that I dance
She like the way that I move
She like the way that I rock
She like the way that I woo
And she let it clap for a ♥♥♥♥♥
(She let it clap for a ♥♥♥♥♥)
And she throw it back for a ♥♥♥♥♥
(Yeah, she throw it back for a ♥♥♥♥♥)
Mike Amiri, Mike Amiri
Billie Jean, Billie Jean (uh)
Christian Dior, Dior
I'm up in all the stores
When it rains, it pours
She like the way I (err)
Mike Amiri, Mike Amiri
Billie Jean, Billie Jean (uh)
Christian Dior, Dior
I'm up in all the stores
When it rains, it pours
She like the way I (err)
You walk briskly, trying to make your way out of an alley that seems ever more frightening with each passing step. Suddenly, a tall black guy emerges from a shadow in the alley. Its Lebron. Oh no, don't rape me Lebron. Lebron doesn't give a ♥♥♥♥. He grabs you and starts smacking your ass while you half-heartedly pretend like you want to run away. He pulls down your pants and sticks his ♥♥♥♥ in your ass. Oh no Lebron, don't. But you like it.
The end.