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                                                            Lirik Lagu "HeadBand" B.O.B (f/ 2 Chainz) LYRICS

                                                            Lirik Lagu "HeadBand" B.O.B (f/ 2 Chainz) LYRICS 


                                                            B.O.B (f/ 2 Chainz) LYRICS

                                                            HeadBand



                                                            "HeadBand"

                                                            [Verse 1: 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?
                                                            Oh, what a night, oh, what a night
                                                            Yeah, she a bad bitch, all jokes aside

                                                            [Hook: B.o.B]
                                                            Aye, look at baby over there
                                                            Wassup? Lil' mama come here
                                                            She started talking, but I really couldn't hear her
                                                            'Til she started dancing like she do it in the mirror
                                                            Like she do it in the mirror [x2]
                                                            She broke it, bounce, body moving 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

                                                            [Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
                                                            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 & 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

                                                            [Hook:]

                                                            [Verse 3: B.o.B]
                                                            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 looking 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

                                                            [Hook:]
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