Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Best Head Ever, artist - The Game. Album song Blood Moon: Year Of The Wolf, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 13.10.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Entertainment One
Song language: English
Best Head Ever |
Shorty got the best head ever |
And I can tell that you on your way to the top |
Shorty got the best head ever |
I’m fucking with you, I’m fucking with you |
Ain’t nothing to a man, scale on a digit |
When I do it gotta do it way different |
No shit like 1−9 trippin' |
Never had a cab in my city |
Bitches all in my air, you fucking with me |
Cause ain’t shit realer |
Crazy on my line, run the game like Pepe |
Young nigga gotta get it |
She know she can get it, but I be fucking with her cold |
Want a slick thim A1, get my young day gone |
Shots of that Patron, Henny had me all gone |
Tell them bitches come get some |
It ain’t fun if the homies can’t get none, uh |
Tell her relax and pour more up and don’t throw up |
Or ride dolo and get no dough, you know what |
Bro, I got a lot of dough, and I can make you my money ho |
Shorty got the best head ever |
And I can tell that you on your way to the top |
Shorty got the best head ever |
You know I’m fucking with you |
I let you know I’m fucking with you |
Shorty got the best head ever |
And you just wanna play, make your way to the top |
Shorty got the best head ever |
I let you know I’m fucking with you, I’m fucking with you |
I got a bitch named Superhead, she give super head |
Just moved in the building, even gave the super head |
I got big guns, that’s bitch super legs |
So play Superman and we gon' play moving chairs |
Off with your head, nigga, you don’t really want it |
Blood Money, Last Kings, that bullshit we on it |
That long bread we got it, that Rolls Royce we in it |
The bitches we got bad so no cars get tinted |
No cars get rented, got the Masi' all Schmurda’d out |
La Familia, the clique that you heard about |
20 bottles, nigga, couple million follow, nigga |
Red rag, gold chain, bet your girl swallow, nigga |
Ciroc to the head, she gon murder the whole case |
Pass her the Hookah cause he gon' puff like the old Mase |
Make a nigga wanna empty out the whole safe |
Nutting on her whole face, swear to God |
Shorty got the best head ever |
And I can tell that you on your way to the top |
Shorty got the best head ever |
You know I’m fucking with you |
I let you know I’m fucking with you |
Shorty got the best head ever |
And you just wanna play, make your way to the top |
Shorty got the best head ever |
I let you know I’m fucking with you, I’m fucking with you |
I don’t know what you call that |
When you make my toes curl and my eyes roll back |
Keep doin' it to me, just keep doin' it to me |
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, baby girl, tell your nigga fall back |
You already on your knees so I let you crawl back |
After givin' it to me |
He ain’t gotta know you givin' it to me |
So when you leave here, stop at the 7/11, get some Listerine strips |
Suckin' the jewels, I’mma crown you on your queen shit |
Killin' it, baby |
Make a nigga wantin' to spillin' it, baby |
Yeah, yeah, oh, she got the best head ever |
Shawty got the best head ever, best head ever |
Shorty got the best head ever |
And I can tell that you on your way to the top |
Shorty got the best head ever |
You know I’m fucking with you |
I let you know I’m fucking with you |
Shorty got the best head ever |
And you just wanna play, make your way to the top |
Shorty got the best head ever |
I let you know I’m fucking with you, I’m fucking with you |