where is (billie jean) - trapland pat lyrics
[verse 1: fredo bang]
step off in the city, i’m that n*gga, b*tch, what’s happenin’
you know your p*ssy been around the city, why you taxin’?
yellow diamonds on me, i be eatin’ like i’m pac*man
all black whip up in my driveway, know i’m batman
put it in they face, i got ’em watchin’ just like hulu
take your b*tch, i turn her up and down, she loose screw
that d*ck that drive ’em crazy, put it in her, she go coo*coo
i get up and that body take control, i got no voodoo
[verse 2: trapland pat]
if he ain’t got no iphone, show that p*ssy on the [?]
she want me and my man’s, it ain’t no pressure, it’s a true*true
i’m ridin’ ’round in atlanta for some bih that look like new*new
i get to speak in french, ’bout that money i got [?]
pull up, black truck, [?] strеtch like a limousine
[?] i’m rockin’ [?] with a new suprеme
12 bowls, serve ’em ’bout a dozen this ain’t krispy kreme
12 holes, now the stick dirty, but he did it clean
[verse 3: fredo bang]
12 os, i can’t drink no liquor, i be sippin’ lean
coat on her, now the hoe ain’t mine, this b*tch for the team
5, 6 pockets on my body these amiri jeans
only time i turn a freak up, it’s when i give a beans
grab her legs, i hit it real hard like i’m b*tter bee
dope d, turn a good girl to another fiend
2*11, if he move wrong, i’ma make him bleed
g5, tryna jack some, where is billie jean?
[verse 4: trapland pat]
these n*ggas wannabe’s, if anything you pulled the beef foreal
cash out double digits, if you with it, go [?]
city flyin’ benz trucks, 24 i hit the mil
n*ggas [?] cool ’bout these hoes, chill, pop a pill
duh*duh*duh
[outro: fredo bang]
g5, tryna jack some, where is billie jean?
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