เพลง HeadBand (feat. 2 Chainz)

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ศิลปิน B.o.B, 2 Chainz

16 ธ.ค. 56

เนื้อเพลง HeadBand (feat. 2 Chainz)

 

Headband - B.o.B.

 

Already got what

I rolled up in my left hand

Pussy on my mind

tighter than a headband

Kush in my lungs

got ganja in my sweat glands

 

This shit I'm on

better than the next strand

Than the next strand

better than the next strand

She head down

booty poppin' in a headstand

I shine bright

I'll give your girl a slight tan

I make that pussy whistle

like the Old Spice man

I don't even understand

why she'd ever want a man

If she ever throw it

I'll catch it like a quarterback

 

Like like a quarterback

that's an interception

 

You think I give a fuck

That's a misconception

Oh, what a night

oh, what a night

The roof is on fire

so what, I'm high

I said

Oh, what a night

oh, what a night

Yeah, she a bad bitch

all jokes aside

Aye, look at baby over there

 

What's up Lil' mama come here

 

She started talking

but I really couldn't hear her

Til she started dancin'

like she do it in the mirror

 

Like she do it in the mirror

 

Like she do it in the mirror

 

She broke it, bounce

body movin' like Shakira

 

Like she do it in the mirror

I chop one, chop two

chop that ass down

Chop that ass down

chop, chop that ass down

All I want you to do

is just drop that ass down

Drop, drop that ass down

 

now look back at it

 

Whistling Dixie

In middle school

I was getting head on a ten-speed

Gigolo bloodline,

pimping hereditary

Black on 28s,

it remind me of February

 

Dare you could fuck with me,

that would be Nevuary

Dead-ass rappers

should've came with a cemetery

 

I am so cold

nigga like Ben and Jerry

Fill a nigga, deal a nigga,

kill a nigga, obituary

 

My vision blurry,

 

these bitches flirting

I've been drinking all night

I think my kidney's hurting damn

So I close the curtains on the 62

Her ass'll knock your ass out

you'd better stick and move true

 

Chain hang to my ding-a-lang

 

Chain hang,

chain hang to my ding-a-lang

 

To do a threesome,

you've got to intervene

 

Her legs so sexy

when I'm in between

 

Aye, look at baby over there

 

What's up Lil' mama come here

 

She started talking

but I really couldn't hear her

Til she started dancin'

like she do it in the mirror

 

Like she do it in the mirror

 

Like she do it in the mirror

 

She broke it, bounce

body movin' like Shakira

 

Like she do it in the mirror

I chop one, chop two,

chop that ass down

Chop that ass down,

chop, chop that ass down

All I want you to do

is just drop that ass down

Drop, drop that ass down

 

now look back at it

She do it like

she do it in the mirror

Be cautious,

the booty is bigger than it appear

She speed it up and slow it down

like she's switching gears

I'm lookin' for the baddest one here

 

I tell her like do that there,

 

do that there

 

You've got to stretch it out, girl

move that there

She bent it over and touched

her toes when she took that there

Like hut-one, hut-two,

girl, who back there

 

Who back there?

 

I'm back there

I could take a step back

and sip my cognac there

Picture-perfect body,

that's a Kodak there

Now make a nigga feel welcome

like a doormat stair

I'm like oh, what a night

oh, what a night…

The roof is on fire

so what, I'm high?

I'm like oh, what a night

oh, what a night…

That's a bad bitch,

all jokes aside

there she go

Aye, look at baby over there

 

What's up?

Lil' mama come here

She started talking

but I really couldn't hear her

Til she started dancin'

like she do it in the mirror

 

Like she do it in the mirror

 

Like she do it in the mirror

 

She broke it, bounce,

body movin' like Shakira

 

Like she do it in the mirror

I chop one, chop two,

chop that ass down

Chop that ass down,

chop, chop that ass down

All I want you to do

is just drop that ass down

Drop, drop that ass down…

now look back at it

 

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