BILLY JEAN Lyrics

Uh, ooh, yeah

Lately I've had way too much fuckin' time on my hands

Bitches want my DNA, but they mouth for they ass

I fucked a slut, she bust a nut, then she gave birth to a bass

Billie Jean come and askin' for answers, yeah

Billie Jean's not my love, yeah

She just a girl that I met at the club, yeah

The kid is not my son, is not my son

I ain't the papa, no, I ain't the papa

Billie Jean

I ain't the papa, no, I ain't the papa

Billie Jean

I ain't the peppa, no, I ain't the peppa

Billie Jean

I ain't the peppa, no, I ain't the peppa

Hey, you get pregnant through your mouth on your knees

There's only one God, baby, bow to me

Talk cash money shit, 500 degree

Would you please take these handcuffs off me

What the, uh, the, uh, the

I'm so God-like she don't believe I exist

She's so up-and-down like the relationship is

Billie Jean

I ain't the papa, no, I ain't the papa

Billie Jean

I ain't the papa, no, I ain't the papa

Billie Jean

I ain't the papa, no, I ain't the papa

Billie Jean

I ain't the papa, no, I ain't the papa

Billie Jean

I ain't the peppa, no, I ain't the peppa