Billie Jean Lyrics

[Verse 1: G Perico]
Once upon a time, not long ago
When G Slim turned into G Perico
Now it's niggas in the hood looking up to me
'Cause I'm the young OG that they want to be
First they love you then they hate you then they love you again
If you can make it through that without getting killed
Then youse the shit, deserve to be rich
Success in the ghetto, get on niggas nerves and shit
Ooh, we who pop that coochie best
Tattoos on my stomach, chests, arms, and neck
Niggas all around the world say live like slow
Boys stand here in block, why rent through the ho
Livestyle too raw for the TV
Young loped-ass nigga from the BG
f*ck Taco Bell we at Taco Mell
In a rental when I hope just thirty shots don't fail
Can't let another motherf*cker catch me
Sippin', I got shit to do
Let me handle my business
All you fleas get off my dick
I hear you tryna diss
But you niggas broke as shit
I flip house after house, car after car
Talking to a light-skinned bitch at the bar
I talk a lot of shit 'cause I work so hard
I know its getting on your nerves, BG is a star

[Chorus: G Perico]
Billie Jean ain't my girl
The pettyass shit don't work in my world
First they love and then they hate you, then they love you again
Niggas wouldn't give a shit, if you was dead or in a pen', ayy
Billie Jean ain't my girl
The pettyass shit don't work in my world
The baby ain't mine, he look like the homie
And I never even f*cked, she just sucked on me (Okay) [Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
No buff, no buff
I can never hit the bitch with no buff
Straight dick no bubbles in the tub
Champagne down her throat in the club
Ain't a milli then I can't show up
I'm your daddy bitch I ain't no crush
I ain't f*cking when the kids grow up
One rule, you can look don't touch
Came up then my name start buzzin'
I've done f*cked sisters, best friends, cousins
At my crib and we just was clubbin
Came with me and she left her husband
That'll mean I'm your man though
Young Wiz' change bitches like channels
No symp, I don't fall for the scandals
Hurt feelings, leave hearts in shambles
Don't buy roses, no candles
Only main bitches, no randoms
I don't f*ck with lames can't stand 'em
Young fly rich nigga plus handsome
Came with me, now she rolling up dope
Now she with a G, f*ck nigga got no ho
We in public, she can't come close
But I get her to the crib and get all in her throat

[Chorus: G Perico & Wiz Khalifa]
Billie Jean ain't my girl (Ha-ha-ha)
The pattyass shit don't work in my world
First they love and then they hate you, then they love you again
Niggas wouldn't give a shit, if you was dead or in a pen', ayy (Okay)
Billie Jean ain't my girl
The pattyass shit don't work in my world
The baby ain't mine, he look like the homie
And I never even f*cked, she just sucked on me (Okay)

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