Yeah, uh-huh
Woah, woah
Yeah, Billie Jean, Billie Jean
Yeah, huh, woah, uh-uh
Girls approach me wherever I go, they know how slick I am (Uh-huh)
Flirtatious Filipinas, from Marikina, even if I don’t meet them
They’re all in line, oh, I can’t resist, I just choose like it’s a market
They scream my name every night, those who ruin the game are butchered, uh
QC is like Vice City, the girl says, “Hi,” I say, “Hello kitty”
Girl, bye, I grew up in the ghetto, so if you can get me, it’s not easy
I’m busy expanding the empire, too early for bedtime
Grow the money ten times, grow the uh, yeah
QC is like Vice City, yeah, you know the chaos
It’s cold when we land, kisses biting at our lips
Yeah, they know when we perform, nothing like this anywhere you search (Yeah)
They’re all flirtatious, eager to repay us
In QC the news is hot, when you see it, it’s shocking
The girls with me are sweet, tongues out like they’re crazy
When they’re with me, they let out the flirt (Uh-huh), whatever her name is I can’t mention
Whoever her brother is, he’s with Jampong
Passed her to the crew even if he’s arrogant
The girl with him let out her wild side
Every night clothes are off
One after another, like someone’s knocking
(Hey, who’s next?)