Pac is in touch with his feelings. Might be even an emotional outlet for him since, as a boxer, he's asked to be merciless towards his opponents. Some boxers are selling kiddy rhymes and random ramblings while Manny is cashing in with the ladies. Seriously, everyone of my pinnoy girl friends here loves the Pac man and knows everything about him. This just makes them love him more, especially with their $$$.
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Too make matters worse... He fashions his hair style after ****** Bieber. How Gay is that!!! I wouldn't doubt of manny wears interior panties!!!
Actually Pacquiao dedicated this song to Floyd Jr. Here's the lyrics. They asked you if youll fight me And you choked on your reply Id rather Arum deal with you Than mislead you with a lie And who am I to judge you, On what you say or do The fans are just beginning To see the real you And someday when we tats My LEFT will be too much And youll have to close your eyes and hide I wanna hit you til you sigh Til your face breaks down and cry I wanna beat you Til your sorry @$$ subsides! You think you are a strategist Yet Roach is my surprise But through your insecurities Your no-loss is your pride Youre just another fighter So far from what is true An overrated boxer Who never gives his due And someday when we tats My RIGHT will be too much And youll have to close your eyes and hide I wanna spank you til you sigh Til your face breaks down and cry I wanna pound you Till your silly @$$ subsides! At times Id like to break you And drive you to your knees The fans would like to watch you And see your first defeat Your trainers understand you And I know how hard they try Ive watched your Dad protect you And your Uncle loves to smile My coach thinks youre a loser Still searching for a break You think your odds are better But then the public bets AGAINST! And someday when we tats My SPEED will be too much And youll have to close your eyes and hide I wanna slam you til you sigh Til your face breaks down and cry I wanna punch you Till your cocky @$$ subsidesssssssss!!!!!!
Filipinos are so passionate in singing that you can get killed if you rub it the wrong way. Here's an interesting article about it. http://www.nytimes.com/2010/02/07/world/asia/07karaoke.html
He did a version of No Vaseline. It went like this: Got damn Fraud ducks again Used to be a real fighter now you just play and pretend Claimed you was down with fighting the best Ducked 147, while I fight without long rests Lookin like a straight bozo While I'm beating up, Clottey, Tony, and Cotto And kept on at it When your ass moved straight out of Grand Rapids Living in Vegas Where your team can say "xylocaine can save us" You started off with too much cargo James Prince and his boys stole all your dough Not since 130 were you rulin So called greatest ever, who you foolin? Boxing will never like or know ya I put that on Flash Elorde and Luisito Espinosa Elerbee on ya team so ya'll are humpin Yep is the crap that nobody's bumpin Call me a pu-sy but you been a dikk Castillo saw your ass and went in it quick You got jealous when I won fighter of the decade But I'm in this sport, I went in it and stayed While you're fighting once a damn year You can talk bullsh-t but who's got the better career? Cuz ya know I'm the who won 7 divisional belts Ya never felt the kind of adoration that I've felt General Santos City's best and you disgrace the Midwest James Toney and Tommy Hearns know what I mean No vaseline The bigger they are, the harder they fall Who cares about going to P.R. to play basketball? You duckin and haulin ass and Floyd's cash, is going down real fast Tried to call me a cheat a year ago But a internet poster told me, Void is Void, so I couldn't stop you from running away Fighting Shane who's 80 years and a day Tried to duck him first, it wasn't worth it But the gray hair fit his head so perfect You shaved your head couldn't remove your balls I heard you wear thongs not draws Getting gang-banged by Oscar and the Swiss banker All the dealers that sold to your mom thank her Spending all these dollar bills Thieving money like bases by Maury Wills So don't believe what Floyd babbles Says Oscar was a toe-to-toe battle I got a real fight for you Forrest (Gump) Promising to excite us but you just bore us Claiming you're your own boss But Oscar's favorite Jew, made you too A scared b!tch gotta run and hide Barely beat Oscar, my win was a homicide So don't front, Pretty Boy, cuz I remember when you was a fake ass Roy Trying to taunt and dance around Flashing fake bills, playing the clown It ain't my fault, HBO ain't smart Feed you gimmes and rippin fans butts apart By taking their green, oh yeah, Floyd fukks the fans with No Vaseline Manny Pac, future Philippines president Manny Pac, future Philippines president Manny Pac, future Philippines president While in 10 years Floyd will be a homeless shelter resident The world thinks you a b!tch Coming back cuz the IRS makes you not rich Crying lil-*****, fukkin ya homeboys Soft as putty, Leonard Elerbee your butt-buddy With your manager fool Al Haymon, a yes-man fool, and that other tool But if you were as brave as me You'd fight me and not claim PEDs Gloves hittin your vaseline, your eyes burning my right hook is like gasoline Light 'em up, burn 'em up, flame on... till that undefeated record is gone. On a permanent vacation, looking for some sort of explanation I heard you and Oscar got a similar bank account Pathological liar, what you thinkin bout I'll take your "O" real simple Too many left hands to the temple Because you can't the greatest, you're too far Ducking, dodging, and Dancing With the Stars Pullin too many scams, disappearing like the Los Angeles Rams With a promoter that's a punk too Trying to fukk me but I'd rather fukk you Floyd Sinclair, always into something, getting fukked at night By the puglisitic raper, bend over for Oscar and Schaefer No Vaseline [ame]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bvRc7pwnt0U[/ame]