Lyrics:
to her room
HEE
Billy Jean is not my lover
she's just a girl who claims that I am the one
But the kid is not my son
Billy Jean is not my lover
she's just
And now Ladies & Gentlemen, Lupe Fiasco
Filet mignon with my food stamps
Car cosigned by my mama
Medical card from Obama
Background check for
cry
Believe I'll turn around and drive back by
She's my drive-by lover
She's my drive-by lover
I can't get enough of her loving stuff
There's girls
Billy's Texas blood runs through and through
Good enough for me good enough for you
His kind words will set your mind at ease
Cause you can't judge a man
Mean Stud Lover's Blues
Written by Joyce A. Huston, Zalma Lipsky
Published by Lady J Huston Music
I got the Mean Stud Lover's Blues
My toes are
Mean Stud Lover's Blues (Background)
Written by Joyce A. Huston, Zalma Lipsky
Published by Lady J Huston Music
I got the Mean Stud Lover's Blues
My
a little higher
Senorita, come sit by my fire
I just want to be your lover, ain't no liar
Rosalita, you're my stone desire
Hey hey hey hey
Hey hey
a little higher
Senorita, come sit by my fire
I just want to be your lover, ain't no liar
Rosalita, you're my stone desire
Hey hey hey hey
Hey hey
(hell na)
I can't, I can't (one night lover)
You come back when you notice someone else
You don't want me, you just want me by myself
So when you
it Rosie, that's what it's there for
Rosalita, jump a little lighter
Señorita, come sit by my fire
I just want to be your lover, ain't no liar
And now Ladies & Gentlemen, Lupe Fiasco
Filet mignon with my food stamps
Car cosigned by my mama
Medical card from Obama
Background check for
field
Hurricane heat in my head
The kind of pain you feel to get good in the end
Good in the end
Inscribed like stone and faded by the rain
"Give up
to be some kind of old VHS
My, it's quite dirty
Mr. Green, I found this unmarked VHS. How much for it
Unmarked, hmm? Well, Billy, you're a nice young
na na na na na
Oh na na na
I Call you Billy Jean cuz' you
Know you're not my lover no more
I got my eye on you (Eye on you)
Yeah, & I ain't taking
Chicka chicka ahh,
Chicka chicka ahh?
You say you want you a club slut who got the big fat ass,
The kind that got them DSL's and shake her booty
my tomahawk
I sling 'em a couple of slugs and let the llama spark
At your tough ass, get the fuck from 'round here with that kind of talk
This is
the street be so kind as let him
Know
That I'm dealing
With this badly
And
Could he please get back to me?
Since you've gone my only friends are Billy
you get scared
I'll take you by the hand
I'll show you heaven
I will be your dream man
I wanna be your, awesome lover
Gonna be your number one
What did you see at the fair little Billy
were there pretty girls there my billy
Maybe it was the colors and the lights all ablaze
Maybe it was face
my crime
Yeah You're one of a kind
The kind who sticks closer than a brother
Eyes always steady on me my faithful lover
And when the rain falls
of a messed up kind
We're the lovers of a messed up kind
Ch
Let's do this, get to it
You're the melody on my mind
I like it when you touch me
Feel it
down
You're my kind of lover, everybody pipe done, pipe down
Queued up drive safe, when I'm coming back down, back down
But please don't kill my high, my
of busy
K-kind of busy, k-kind of busy
Sorry, I cannot hear you, I'm kind of busy
Just a second
It's my favorite song they're gonna play
And I cannot text
just like we playin' Frisby
I can do it by myself but I'd be very lonely
Be the diva who's my lover and my closest homie
So if you sick and tired
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