Lyrics
Who rock grooves, making moves with top billers? (Billers)
The upper echelons, the elites, the sky builders (builders)
Don cigars, yacht, villas, and drop wheelers (wheelers)
We making these dead presidents dance like Thriller (Thriller)
Here's a daily reminder that they not on my level (level)
Give me all any time of the day ain't on my bezel (bezel)
Cashing out on a 'Rari, I treat it like a rental (rental)
Opps and calamaris, all I see on my menu
Bought a couple bill, I'm upon the hill in the villa (villa)
Nutella the filler, but the chinchillas in vanilla ('nilla)
Candy grill at the villa when I go chill in Brazila ('zila)
Piña Coladas over the fritters in Anguilla
Scoping the mountains, open options for the manor
Name a variety garage lookin' like a Fanta
Why would I panic? I'm out Bahamas on a hammock
Put in my work, four rings for my damage
Dance like Thriller
(Thriller, Thriller, Thriller, Thriller)
Dance like Thriller
(Thriller, Thriller, Thriller, Thriller, Thriller, Thriller, Thriller, Thriller...)
Four rings for my damage (damage, damage)
Dance like-
From the front to the- (back)
Only the finest rockin' cabana in Cabanas
They get the picture, we puttin' commas on the canvas
Dough don't sleep, fifty thousand on pajamas
If you really got it, they never found it on a camera
Scoping the mountains, open options for the manor
Name a variety garage lookin' like a Fanta
Why would I panic? I'm out Bahamas on a hammock
Put in my work, four rings for my damage
Dance like-
All my wild motherfuckers, give it up right now!
Ha-ha-ha-ha