Афонина Татьяна фотограф Москва

Хотите запечатлеть незабываемые моменты? Доверьте свои фотографии профессионалу! Услуги талантливого фотографа - гарантия качественных снимков и восхитительных портретов.

Посмотреть портфолио

183,00 прямо сейчас

Текст песни NAPPY ROOTS - Headz Up

NAPPY ROOTS - Headz Up слова песни



Текст песни NAPPY ROOTS - Headz Up




Headz UpTyped by: bootleg210@msn.comUse your head silly...[Chorus]Where yo' head at?( )Shawty, where yo' head at?Show me where yo' head atShawty, where yo' head at? (that's all I know)[B. Stille]Y'all ain't never heard of B. Stille, the look that sealsScrewed up coupe DeVille, peep the vertical grillWell Killa Cowboy pull the dirty cowbellHell anyway ya do the certified playaThe thickest, the thicker, the better, the pick of the litterThe sicker the chicken, the bigger the dick I deliverThe kidney, the liver, the shiver, the give in her BACKMake the bigger the nigger deliver the miggity-MACK![R. Prophit]Y'all so ridiculous, hoes all up in my businessesGot 'em stuffin up my tennant bizMy friend is here, so come around actin shadyI warned ya (Dick Tracy) like Warren BateyProphit hit it, 2-3-4-5Kicked it off, 6-7-8-9, from behind10-11-12, I'm... a glad man slingin geni-til y'all[Hook: Big V + (Prophit)] - 2XWant that, get that - (here we come now)Jump back, get back - (keep it goin now)Which one? this one - (think about it now) ";She gon' lemme cut that's all I know";[Chorus] - 2X[Ron Clutch]I'm bout to leave ya juice jointDrunk as a mug, drunk out his mindToo damn drunk to drive, jump out the rideLookin for a chicken to pluck, with plumped up thighsGotta be thicker than Granny's gravy on the sideSo when I get it, I can cut her, big ol' chunky sliceAnd if I love it, I'ma lick it like it's pumpkin pieNow you guys don't really wanna it, this is countryfiedNow tell me whattcha really know about the country side[Skinny DeVille]I been in the wild slums po'Now won'chu tell me whattcha'll know about them country folkWith all the chicken wing and fish and the dirty spokesMy yeaga smoke, betta sell and twank, and blowin smoke(That fool cool ain't a thang) Look how that Caddy rollOn them twenty-two like Muddy (?) the fuck and blowWe forever reppin 'Tucky and e'rythang belowSkinny D, slum, Nappy's how the stories roll,we got that bump fo' sho' (yea)[Hook] - 2X[Chorus] - 2X[Big V]Got the keys and we leavin, didn't even see the lawsSo do we believe in?[Scales]Man these girls is bout freakinSuckin and fuckin and tusslin, for the evenin, please believe 'em[Big V]Who's that girl? Oh that girlSomethin outta magazine, curvy queenCross between, Britney, Whitley, Whitney (crispy) Mya, PinkKim and Lil'...[Scales]Oh where yo' head at, askin me where my bread atTell ya man, man I said thatStop the askin me, and naggin me, and harrassin mefor it be a tragedy




Другие песни NAPPY ROOTS:

NAPPY ROOTS - My Ride
3 дня назад 187,00 (не задано)
NAPPY ROOTS - One Forty
1 месяц назад 169,00 (не задано)
NAPPY ROOTS - Dime, Quarter, Nickel, Penny
3 дня назад 168,00 (не задано)
NAPPY ROOTS - Kentucky Mud
3 дня назад 185,00 (не задано)
NAPPY ROOTS - The Lounge
3 дня назад 216,00 (не задано)