Billie Jean

Are you in the mafia?, am I in the what?
Whatever you want to call it, organized crime
I'm in a waste management business, everybody immediately assumes you're mobbed up
It's a stereotype and it's offensive, and you're the last person I would like to perpetuate

Riding with some baby k's we slidin' billie jean
2-2-3 knock off his melon hallows fucking up his teeth
Since a youngen it's been a bitch I'm stacking chips I'm squeaky clean

Riding with some baby k's we slidin' billie jean
2-2-3 knock off his melon hallows fucking up his teeth
Since a youngen it's been a bitch, I'm stacking chips I'm squeaky clean
Theses bicthes all up in my comments like they know me, bitch please
Now I'm rapping and I'm lit theses bitches only want my green

2-2-3 and 5-5-6 painting shit just like picaso
Ion love you love no thotty bitch shut up and eat my taco
And I'm lit, why you on my dick?
Nigga cause I'm lit you a bitch, you could've been like this

But you a bitch you the one that switch, we toten' watch your lip
Like make a hit, ain't no running from this shit, like make that hit
And I'm posted with my youngen clutchin' glicks
A lil' nigga from a cold world call it 6-1-6
They ain't believe that I can make it, now I'm making hits

I'm off a bean hopping out on feet, nigga watch your streets, like roll the dice
Talking crazy that's your life, now pay the price
Choppa get to clapping bullets knocking off your lice
Like make the move, nigga you ain't cool, better watch your bitch I'm stacking chips
You can catch me up on leonard with some glicks
Going 100 better get to jumping nigga get the dumping
No acumptions better keep it coming, nigga get to running

Riding with some baby k's we slidin' billie jean
2-2-3 knock off his melon hallows fucking up his teeth
Since a youngen it's been a bitch, I'm stacking chips I'm squeaky clean
Theses bicthes all up in my comments like they know me, bitch please
Now I'm rapping and I'm lit theses bitches only want my green

2-2-3 and 5-5-6 painting shit just like picaso
Ion love you love no thotty bitch shut up and eat my taco
And I'm lit, why you on my dick?
Nigga cause I'm lit you a bitch, you could've been like this

But you a bitch you the one that switch, we toten' watch your lip
Like make a hit, ain't no running from this shit, like make that hit
And I'm posted with my youngen clutchin' glicks
A lil' nigga from a cold world call it 6-1-6
They ain't believe that I can make it, now I'm making hits

Going 100 better get to jumping nigga get the dumping
No acumptions better keep it coming, nigga get to running
I'm off a bean hopping out on feet, nigga watch your streets, like roll the dice
Talking crazy that's your life, now pay the price

Are you in the mafia?, am I in the what?
Whatever you want to call it, organized crime
I'm in a waste management business, everybody immediately assumes you're mobbed up
It's a stereotype and it's offensive, and you're the last person I would like to perpetuate



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