| Working all winter
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| Shining all summer
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| I ain¡t no beginner
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| You scared to Take it to the head
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| Don’t think about it (be about it)
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| Don’t be scared to take it to the head
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| Girl, you fly but if I tell you than to take it to the head
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| Then you might take it to the head
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| I’m in my zone, damn near got my eyes closed
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| One shot, two shots,
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| I’m gone
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| Take it to the head
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| I’m in my zone
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| Damn near got my eyes closed
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| One shot, two shots
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| I’m gone
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| Now we gon’get fucked up No excuses no apologies
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| Reputation for g’s, thats the roll of a boss
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| So amazing to see, black baguettes in my watch
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| She say love is for free, just expensive to shop
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| But its nothing to me, that extends from my block
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| I got a lot of figures, I’m a father figure
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| She know a lot of niggas, don’t know a hotter nigga
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| Come to the winners circle, a lot of men will hurt you
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| But I’m here to nurture, I wanna take you further
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| She got all them purses, I say in my verses
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| YSL and Hermes and barely scratch the surface
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| She know on purpose, as I peel the curtains
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| I always make her nervous, this record’s perfect
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| Take it to the head
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| Don’t think about it, be about it Don’t be scared to take it to the head
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| Girl, you fly but if I tell you than to take it to the head
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| Then you might take it to the head
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| I’m in my zone, damn near got my eyes closed
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| One shot, two shots, I’m gone
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| Take it to the head
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| I’m in my zone, damn near got my eyes closed
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| One shot, two shots, I’m gone
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| Now we gon’get fucked up, no excuses no apologies
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| Yo, reputation for bussin'
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| Pussy open, it’s nothin'
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| Big fat nigga, all that huffin’and puffin'
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| Take me shopping in France
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| And he pay in advance
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| He got big balls, ran a play in his pants
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| Ran away with his money just to chill on the Island
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| All my bitches is stylin'
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| Beaches and eatin Italian
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| This is real shit, real shit
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| On the real, nigga fuckin’wit a real bitch
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| I ride for him, DMV
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| Stamina, GNC
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| 3 letters CMB
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| Competition, I don’t see any
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| Take it to the head
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| Don’t think about it, be about it Don’t be scared to take it to the head
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| Girl, you fly but if I tell you than to take it to the head
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| Then you might take it to the head
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| I’m in my zone, damn near got my eyes closed
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| One shot, two shots, I’m gone
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| Take it to the head
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| I’m in my zone, damn near got my eyes closed
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| One shot, two shots, I’m gone
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| Now we gon’get fucked up, no excuses no apologies
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| Reputation for tasting
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| I’m killin’em hoes like Jason
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| Got that pussy like medication to patients
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| Got my eyes closed, like Asian persuasion
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| Fuck with me baby, it’s Tunechi baby
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| Buss a nut, smoke a blunt, now I’m rejuvenated
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| With all that pink on, bitch I’m king kong
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| I eat her ice cream, she eat my ice cream cone
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| Pop a pill and pop that pussy
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| I bet you tunechi make her throw away that silver bullet
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| And she kiss me on my neck and she kiss me on my chest
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| And then she
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| Take it to the head, (yeh yeah)
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| Don’t think about it, be about it Don’t be scared to take it to the head (yeh yeah)
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| Girl, you fly but if I tell you than to take it to the head
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| Then you might take it to the head
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| I’m in my zone, damn near got my eyes closed
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| One shot, two shots, I’m gone
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| Take it to the head
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| I’m in my zone, damn near got my eyes closed
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| One shot, two shots, I’m gone
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| Now we gon’get fucked up, no excuses no apologies |