Luyện nghe bài hát Billie Jean

Won't miss that
If you find them, they get that shit
Go
And I miss any of them
Yeah, mmh
Circle
Uh, uh, uh, and uh
Uh, uh-uh, uh, and uh

at my schedule, nigga
My itinerary is lookin' too busy for
But I fuck with you niggas
Yeah, I swear to God, yeah, I got love for you
Shedded blood for you niggas
If you think I'm slippin', you buggin', lil'
I stay groupied up, nigga
Fingers up, throwin' up W, nigga
I'm thinkin' of you niggas
All my niggas' cases federal, nigga
I'm so immaculate,
On my way to the bank, I laugh at you
All my chains on everywhere I go
So I keep the ratchet, nigga
Mike Amiri on in my Billie Jean bag
In my bag on you
Bitches want a t-shirt, you ain't like
You don't want with niggas
She think I'ma her
Beat it up bad like I caught a battery,
Blood on my
Louboutin bag, I'm givin' to you niggas
I don't really think could fucking keep up
I still got for you niggas, ah

Shawty wanna kiss me, me
Suck me, me, love me, ah
at my wrist, my drip, my dick
My stick, I get ah
gon' stay down, spin around
Get around, come back, like ooh
But okay now, found out
You're just me and I'm just like you
Ah, ah, ah, I'm like you
Tryna get my bread up
I got drugs on me but I'm up
keep my fuckin' head up
Diamonds all the bezel
Hoodie on, feelin'
They hit my in the head, yo
That shit made me let go
(That shit me wanna let go)
That shit made me let go
That shit made me let go
That shit made me let go
That shit me wanna let go
That shit made me let go
That shit made me let go
That shit made me let go