Baby Bash, Lucky Luciano, Z-Ro - Head Hunta lyrics

Catch me ridin' on them numbers
Either four, five or six hundred
Top down, lookin' for a head hunter
If it's in a mob, she can't be my baby mother
You know, I wanna fuck you bitch
But, I know, I'm not givin' you one red cent
My dough, ain't helpin' you with your rent
I never been a trick
You oughta pay for the dick

Slidin' on a slab and all she
Wanna do was rape me
But payin' for some puss, girl
You must be mistaken greatly
You say you wanna taste me
Blow and decapitate me
What you need ain't give me gravy, paid me
My dick ain't lazy trickin' is dead, holmes
She givin' me head phones
She thick in the red thong
I refuse to be led on
Cause, I'm a leader, not a follower
She gon' be a squirter and a swallower
Late night gobbler
Big maniac, she a brainiac
Just like she go to Princeton
In a Cadillac, fuck a
Battle rap, motherfucker, keep it pimpin'
I'm a let her know, I'm federal
When T bag that hoe like Lipton
And to inspire, she opened wide
And swimmin' in my denim
(You, you, you, you, you bitch)

You don't roll twenties, girl
We pokin' in the side

I don't want no pussy ass
Long as you open in your mind
No pussy could
But tell her put that throat up in your life
Got me a drug dealer ride
Put liq' with coke up in her eye
Tryin' to charge me for
That trash ass, pussy, she out of mind
Same thang I can get out her pussy
I'm a get out her mind
Money in my pocket, good
But it ain't comin' out of mine
If you pay for sexual favors
Your trick ass out of line
And with every time I call her phone number
(Number)
My neighbor is what she lay her head under
(Under) ain't no filin' child support on me
Unless a nig get pregnant
Bitch, suck it while I'm behind the wheel
That's why I'm drivin' reckless
She a head hunter

I don't love her, I don't want
Her, you can have her, i got another
Did it however which way I could've
Then I kicked her up out the Hummer
Nothin' but a head hunter
And she wanna taste me
Bitch, pay me, this dick ain't free
I said on how she bring it back
So how the hell could I pay for that
Choose me, she know the scope, it's pimpin'
No love for a hoe lucky, yeah, they love me
And they wanted me to hit it
If I put that dick up on her
She gon' get out there and get it