Michael Jackson - You Rock My World Lyrics
[jay-z]Uh, the mike jordan of rap, the mike jackson of popThe mike tyson of street, airs with no socksThe hugh hef of the game, yeah it won't stopTill i meet the lara croft of the hood, it's all goodThe spielberg when i spill words to tracksI'm a sick dude, you can't feel worse than thatFor you slow-minded dudes i reverse it backI gotta sick flow, see ain't no nursin' thatBut mommie, if ya rock my worldI'll get you the baby bucket, you can be my baby pride girlThe white nike airs, we call em' wifey airsSize 4-5, how cute is your sizeThat new, cute mubble, get you horses to driveI paint that picture, cause ain't no niggaLike the one you get from, mike holla[michael jackson]I don't think they're ready for this one[michael jackson]My life will never be the sameCause girl, you came and changedThe way i walkThe way i talkI cannot explain the things i feel for youBut girl, you know it's trueStay with me, fulfill my dreamsAnd i'll be all you'll needOh, oh, oh, oh, ooh, it feels so right (girl)I've searched for the perfect love all my life (all my life)Oh, oh, oh, oh, ooh, it feels like i (like i)Have finally found her perfect love is mine(see, i finally found, come on, girl)[chorus]You rocked my world, you know you didAnd everything i'm gonna give (you rocked my world)And there ain't nothing we could findSomeone 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, girl)And there ain't nothing we could findSomeone like you to call mine[michael jackson]In time i knew that love would bringThis happiness to meI tried to keep my sanityI waited patientlyGirl, you know it seemsMy life is fully completeOur love is true because of youYou're doin' what you doOh, oh, oh, oh, who'd think that i (oh)Have finally found the perfect love i searched for allmy life(searched for all my life)Oh, oh, oh, oh, who'd think i'd find(whoa...oh...oh...)Such a perfect love that's so right (whoa, girl)[chorus][jay-z]H to the izzoMake ya leave ya jerkey boy like frank rizzoMy next get bankJigga voice his music, forget the trackClap, clap, clap, clapBefore we lose it, trackmasters bring it back, let's go[trackmaster & jay-z]Everybody put cha' hands in the air (ah yeah!)Uh, yeah better get it right, whoEverybody put cha' hands in the air (ah yeah!)Uh, yeah better get it right, whoEverybody put cha' hands in the air (ah yeah!)Uh, yeah better get it right, whoEverybody put cha' hands in the air (ah yeah!)Uh, yeah better get it right, who[chorus to fade]
