SosaFrmDaa6 - Billie Jean

Are you in the mafia?
Am I in the what?
Whatever you want to call it organized crime
I'm in the 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 want to perpetuate it
Ridin' with some baby k's we slidin' Billie Jean.
2-2-3 knock off the melon hollows fuckin up his teeth
Since a youngen been a bitch
I'm stacking chips I'm squeaky clean
Ridin' with some baby k's we slidin' Billie Jean.
2-2-3 knock off the melon hollows fuckin up his teeth
Since a youngen been a bitch
I'm stacking chips I'm squeaky clean
These bitches all up in my comments like they know me bitch. Please
Now I'm rapping and I'm lit these bitches only want my green
2-2-3 and 5-5-6 painting shit
Just like Picasso
Ion' love no hoes no love no thotties shut up eat my taco
And I'm lit why you on my dick?
Nigga 'cause I'm lit
You a bitch could've been like this
But you a bitch you the one that switch we toten' watch your lips
We make that hit ain't no runnin' from that shit we make that hit
And I posted with my youngens
Clutchin glicks
A little nigga from a cold world call it 6-1-6
They ain't believe that I could make it now I'm making hits
I'm off a beam hopping out on feet Nigga watch the streets.
Like roll the dice talking crazy that's you're life now pay the price
Choppa' get the clappin' bullets knocking off yo' 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. Haha Sosa yeah the bitch
Going 100 better get to jumpin'
Nigga get to dumping'
No assumptions better keep it coming nigga get to running
Ridin' with some baby k's we slidin' Billie Jean
2-2-3 knock off the melon hollows fuckin up his teeth
Since a youngen been a bitch
I'm stacking chips I'm squeaky clean
These bitches all up in my comments like they know me bitch. Please
Now I'm rapping and I'm lit
These bitches only want my green
2-2-3 and 5-5-6 painting shit
Just like Picasso
Ion' love no hoes no love no thotties shut up eat my taco
And I'm lit why you on my dick?
Nigga 'cause I'm lit
You a bitch could've been like this
But you a bitch you the one that switch we toten' watch your lips.
Like make that hit ain't no runnin' from that shit like make that hit
And I posted with my youngens
Clutchin glicks
A little nigga from a cold world call it 6-1-6
They ain't believe that I could make it now I'm making hits
Going 100 better get to jumpin'
Nigga get to dumping'
No assumptions better keep it coming nigga get to running
I'm off a beam hopping out on feet Nigga watch the streets
Nigga roll the dice talking crazy that's you're 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 the 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 want to perpetuate it

Written by:
John Calderon Sosa

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