Brock Human, Yung Joc, Gorilla Zoe - Head n Shoulders lyrics
[Brock Human, Yung Joc, Gorilla Zoe - Head n Shoulders lyrics]
Play-N-Skillz
Go on bob ya head, go on work your shoulder
Ladies in the club let me see ya bend it over
Now bend it over now head n shoulder
Wipe my shirt, wipe my feet
Look at my eyes you can tell I'm geeked
That's that calm, I'm on that gone
I ain't going home till five in the morn
Cup of Ciroc, fresh bomb fade
Give your bitch my brush let
Her brush my wave
Ed Hardy shades, a thousand dollar jeans
Screaming Halle Berry to the
Girl of my dreams
They be like that nigga there got swag
They be like that nigga there act bad
They be like that nigga there too cool
LL SupaSTAAR too damn smooth
I do a little that, I do a little this
I wink a little eye, I blow a little kiss
Mr halle Berry, I'm an ex pill roller
Mr yes I sleep with your daughter
Go on bob ya head, go on work your shoulder
Ladies in the club let me see ya bend it over
Now bend it over now head n shoulder now
See a bitch on a bitch
I turned out somebody's daughter
Told her treat her like Rosie
Baby girl swallow
Polla-tickin got a pornographic flick'n
Got her body greased up like
You was Church's fried chicken
Told her I was finger lickin I
Got chickens in the kitchen
First I get em then I whip em
Some of my ladies come up missin
Talkin birdies, talkin blocks, talkin bricks
Talkin pigeons
My club love me all I gotta do is
Show to the club in a '76 Impala
SportsCenter shawty EA Sports baller
Doin the head n shoulder got
Her pickin up dollars
The bitch tryin to holla but
I really won't call her
Go on bob ya head, go on work your shoulder
Ladies in the club let me see ya bend it over
Now bend it over now head n shoulder now
Now work that head, shoulders, knees, toes
She know she looks good so
She puttin on a show
She acting like she know me when
I walk through the door
Doin that roley poley man she
Drop it to the floor
Like bim bam, look back at it
Please excuse my hands
Aww man I had to grab it
She rockin Louie Voutton heels
Hundred dollar bills
Ice around my neck damn near
Gave her the chills
If I had to guess it, shawty independent
She got her own crib, wanna pay a visit
Knock knock who is it, time to get explicit
Let me get acquainted with that kitty
Let me kiss it
Check my high q, I'm a brat pack maniac
Check the IQ, I guess the girls a braniac
She get it from her momma
And there ain't no changing that
Tats on her titty
Yeah that's where I'm aiming at
Go on bob ya head, go on work your shoulder
Ladies in the club let me see ya bend it over
Now bend it over now head n shoulder
Now go head, then ya shoulder
Now go head, then ya shoulder
Now hit the Bobby, Bobby
Now go on Bobby, Bobby
Now hit the Bobby, Bobby
Now go on Bobby, Bobby
Now, frank, frank, frank
Frank, frank, frank, frank
Now, frank, frank, frank, frank
Now go drop it to the ground
Girl drop it to the ground
Girl drop it to the ground
Girl drop it to the ground
Go on bob ya head, go on work your shoulder
Ladies in the club let me see ya bend it over
Now bend it over now head n shoulder
Wipe my shirt, wipe my feet
Look at my eyes you can tell I'm geeked
That's that calm, I'm on that gone
I ain't going home till five in the morn
Cup of Ciroc, fresh bomb fade
Give your bitch my brush let
Her brush my wave
Ed Hardy shades, a thousand dollar jeans
Screaming Halle Berry to the
Girl of my dreams
They be like that nigga there got swag
They be like that nigga there act bad
They be like that nigga there too cool
LL SupaSTAAR too damn smooth
I do a little that, I do a little this
I wink a little eye, I blow a little kiss
Mr halle Berry, I'm an ex pill roller
Mr yes I sleep with your daughter
Go on bob ya head, go on work your shoulder
Ladies in the club let me see ya bend it over
Now bend it over now head n shoulder now
See a bitch on a bitch
I turned out somebody's daughter
Told her treat her like Rosie
Baby girl swallow
Polla-tickin got a pornographic flick'n
Got her body greased up like
You was Church's fried chicken
Told her I was finger lickin I
Got chickens in the kitchen
First I get em then I whip em
Some of my ladies come up missin
Talkin birdies, talkin blocks, talkin bricks
Talkin pigeons
My club love me all I gotta do is
Show to the club in a '76 Impala
SportsCenter shawty EA Sports baller
Doin the head n shoulder got
Her pickin up dollars
The bitch tryin to holla but
I really won't call her
Go on bob ya head, go on work your shoulder
Ladies in the club let me see ya bend it over
Now bend it over now head n shoulder now
Now work that head, shoulders, knees, toes
She know she looks good so
She puttin on a show
She acting like she know me when
I walk through the door
Doin that roley poley man she
Drop it to the floor
Like bim bam, look back at it
Please excuse my hands
Aww man I had to grab it
She rockin Louie Voutton heels
Hundred dollar bills
Ice around my neck damn near
Gave her the chills
If I had to guess it, shawty independent
She got her own crib, wanna pay a visit
Knock knock who is it, time to get explicit
Let me get acquainted with that kitty
Let me kiss it
Check my high q, I'm a brat pack maniac
Check the IQ, I guess the girls a braniac
She get it from her momma
And there ain't no changing that
Tats on her titty
Yeah that's where I'm aiming at
Go on bob ya head, go on work your shoulder
Ladies in the club let me see ya bend it over
Now bend it over now head n shoulder
Now go head, then ya shoulder
Now go head, then ya shoulder
Now hit the Bobby, Bobby
Now go on Bobby, Bobby
Now hit the Bobby, Bobby
Now go on Bobby, Bobby
Now, frank, frank, frank
Frank, frank, frank, frank
Now, frank, frank, frank, frank
Now go drop it to the ground
Girl drop it to the ground
Girl drop it to the ground
Girl drop it to the ground