Mr. Serv-On, Silkk the Shocker, Mia X - Head & Shoulders lyrics

[Mr. Serv-On, Silkk the Shocker, Mia X - Head & Shoulders lyrics]

Yo, Silkk The Shocker, Serv-On
(and the biggest mamma)
Bout to rip this bitch
Think not believe that
Trying to do somethin for ya nigga!
Uh, huh, want yall to dance
For the dance floor we gonna do somethin new
Touch your head, your shoulders
Your knees and your toes
Slide once too and stomp your
Feet on the floor throw your hands up
Back in this bitch we bout to get rowdy
Silkk the Shocker
Touch your head, your shoulders
Your knees your toes
I want you twirk that body
Right across the floor
Cause gangstas don't dance man we groove
I want you hoes bouncin your
Ass when you move

Nigga I step through the door
Clear my throat like DJ Kool (cough cough)
Cause, I lay back motherfucking fool
Down more hoes then pool
You know like me comin through
This bitch sick or
Watchin em with my dick hard
Put my dime to the side as I
Slide my way to the bar
Dig this ho named Michelle
Or it could have been Danielle, Tanielle
Kiss and tell I won't
Keep it on DL (you know I'm smooth like that)
I'm smooth like that, I'm cool like that
And a wreck like effect
Jack a fool like that
See, I see some ho from
The rear come over here
Whisper in here ear make myself clear
Fortune let's break up out of here
See boy watch how I bust
When I run through it
The game I spit get my hoes
Fuck it alcohol and slow music
You know how I do it run the game on em
Playin, say the right words then it's
Like I'm layin on em
Huh, nothin wrong with making you
Bumpin and grind nigga i been this

Hit the bar I'm your star Mr serve alazay
With the chrome keg, so how you play
Six hundred on them things in the parking lot
I like to bang alot
My babies momma never called alot
So ain't no stop when I drop
A flick for the chicken
Licking on your breast
And your necks in the club step
So what's next, I'm bout a drink or two
One for me, three for you
I gotta woman you can be my boo
You say your name is Tiki so
How you wanna see me twenty five for guest
On my rolex ticks on the wrist
I know you with this
Drop the number on the under
You can be my hit
For the same no wonder you keep coming around
My homie young Silkk put me down
With the game and the flow
If I teach you how to touch your head
Your shoulders, your knees and your toes
I can flip that ass till the
Morning light it's my life

Might wanna shuffle all the way
To the dance floor
Get your hands up, tell the DJ to turn it up
A bottle or more
With a straw in my right hand
I know I'm feeling good cause
Very seldom do I dance
I usually play it cool moving side to side
Be too clean to sweat
But tonight it's all right
Got my ice on shine like melt the club
And I ain't trying to go home
Until the sun comes up nigga what
Ain't no leaving with you
I ain't no one night rome
(who you think I am)
You'll be hustlin all your life
So you can afford these droors
Your pimping gotta be large
Converse to the point
Then in a month maybe we can blow this joint
And you can meet my up
And down southern rodeo for sho'
Chewbaccas leaving niggas on my toes
Oh, the biggest mammas hard, laying non stop
Hold up, i think I see some playas
Kickin off the bus stop
And twirkers pop while them niggas
Watch em get hot
You all know this shit don't stop
So let the chorus drop

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