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Demun Jones

Billy Jean

 

Billy Jean

(album: Southern Son - 2021)


Boy o boy I'm
Tearing up the Toyo
Sterio crunk I'm winning
And if the windows wasn't tinted
You could surely see me grinning
As I roll on the 4plays spinning

I'm in the f250 and the roof black
Flag flying out the back boy salute that
Chopper in the console and I know how to use it
If you wanna take ya shot I shoot back
I cause a scene every time I bust a left right
Billy jean when I'm sitting at the red light
And I'm leaning on the gas my horses are ready
To blast off as soon as it turns green

Why o why is it sittin so I high
I glide by ridin high floatin
Pro comp lift on the 22 inch rim
Check it you can see me show boatin

I whip it grip it on 37's ripping up highway 11
My super chip is my sauce for dippin
Yeah that's me in a big block
7-3 synthetic pumping through the veins
And it don't knock
A ton of watts for JL tweets mid and two 12's
Settin off alarms I'm hittin hard as hell
Here come the blue lights flashing but it's hard to tell
If they just wanna take a listen or haul me off to jail
I ain't got no prior charges and my permits legit
My firearms license should cover my banana clip
My gold eagle's in the glove box and it packs a dose
But false alarm they just wanted to see my truck up close
Come on

Why o why is it sittin so I high
I glide by ridin high floatin
Pro comp lift on the 22 inch rim
Check it you can see me show boatin

I know you see me coming
Ain't no need in running
I know you see me coming
Ain't no need in running

I'm in a new 250 sunroof back
Ghost pattern in the wrap yeah double stack
I'm reppin mid-state baby and the crew-cabs crazy
It ain't factory boy it's all hand jacked
They look at me every time I bust a left right
Billy Jean when I'm sittin at the red light
And I'm heavy on the throttle I'm about to blast off
Just like a rocket as soon as it turns green

Boy o boy I'm
Tearing up the Toyo
Sterio crunk I'm winning
And if the windows wasn't tinted
You could surely see me grinning
As I roll on the 4plays spinning

done

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