Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song HeadBand, artist - B.o.B. Album song Underground Luxury, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 15.12.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Atlantic, Grand hustle, Rebel Rock
Song language: English
HeadBand |
Already got one, 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 handstand |
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’d catch it like a cornerback |
Like a cornerback, 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 |
Hey, look at baby over there |
Wassup, little mama come here |
She started talking but I really couldn’t hear |
Until she started dancing like she do it in the mirror |
Like she do it in the mirror, like she do it in the mirror |
She broke it down started moving like Shakira |
Like she do it in the mirror |
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 |
Middle school, I was getting head on a ten speed |
Jiggalo blood line, pimpin' hereditary |
Black on 28's, it remind of February |
Bet you can fuck with me, that would be Neveruary |
Dead ass rapper should have 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 flirtin' |
I’ve been drinking all night, I think my kidney’s hurtin' |
So I closed the curtains on the 62 |
Her ass would knock your ass out, you better stick and move |
Chain hang to my ding-a-ling |
Chain hang, chain hang to my ding-a-ling |
To do a threesome you gotta intervene |
Her legs so sexy when I’m in-between |
Hey, look at baby over there |
Wassup, little mama come here |
She started talking but I really couldn’t hear |
Until she started dancing like she do it in the mirror |
Like she do it in the mirror, like she do it in the mirror |
She broke it down started moving like Shakira |
Like she do it in the mirror |
She do it like she do it in the mirror |
Be cautious, that booty is bigger than it appears |
She speed it up or 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 gotta stretch it out, girl move that there |
She bend it over, touch her toes when she toot 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’s there |
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 |
Hey, look at baby over there |
Wassup, little mama come here |
She started talking but I really couldn’t hear |
Until she started dancing like she do it in the mirror |
Like she do it in the mirror, like she do it in the mirror |
She broke it down started moving like Shakira |
Like she do it in the mirror |