Wiz Khalifa, G Perico - Billie Jean lyrics

[Wiz Khalifa, G Perico - Billie Jean lyrics]

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 you's the shit, deserve to be rich
Success in the ghetto get on
Niggas nerves and shit
Ooh wee, who pop that coochie best
Tattoos on my stomach, chests, arms, and neck
Niggas all around the world
Say live life slow boys stand here in block
While I run through the ho
Lifestyle too raw for the TV
Young loc'd ass nigga from the BG
Fuck Taco Bell we at Taco Mell
In a rental and I hope
These thirty shots don't fail
Can't let another motherfucker
Catch me slippin'
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 it's getting on your nerves
BG is a star

Billie Jean ain't my girl
That petty ass shit don't work in my world
First they love you, 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
That petty ass shit don't work in my world
The baby ain't mine, he look like the homie
And I never even fucked
She just sucked on me (Okay)

No love, no love
I could never hit the bitch with no glove
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 your crush
I ain't fucking with no kids, grow up
One rule: You can look, don't touch
Came up then my name start buzzin'
I done fucked sisters, best friends, cousins
At my crib and we just was clubbin'
Came with me and she left her husband
That don't mean I'm your man though
Young Wiz' change bitches like channels
No simp, 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 fuck 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, a fuck 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

Billie Jean ain't my girl (Ha ha ha)
That petty ass shit don't work in my world
First they love you, 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
That petty ass shit don't work in my world
The baby ain't mine, he look like the homie
And I never even fucked
She just sucked on me (Okay)

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