Headz Up Lyrics

Headz Up lyrics

Use your head silly...

[Chorus]
Where yo' head at?
Shawty, where
yo' head at?
Show me where yo' head at
Shawty, where yo' head at? (that's
all I know)

[B. Stille]
Y'all ain't never heard of B. Stille, the look
that seals
Screwed up coupe DeVille, peep the vertical grill
Well Killa
Cowboy pull the dirty cowbell
Hell anyway ya do the certified playa
The
thickest, the thicker, the better, the pick of the litter
The sicker the
chicken, the bigger the dick I deliver
The kidney, the liver, the shiver,
the give in her BACK
Make the bigger the nigger deliver the
miggity-MACK!

[R. Prophit]
Y'all so ridiculous, hoes all up in my
businesses
Got 'em stuffin up my tennant biz
My friend is here, so come
around actin shady
I warned ya like (Dick Tracy) like Warren
Beatty
Prophit hit it, 2-3-4-5
Kicked it off, 6-7-8-9, from
behind
10-11-12, I'm... a glad man slingin geni-til y'all

[Hook: Big
V + (Prophit)] - 2X
Want 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" <-- B. Stille

[Chorus]
- 2X

[Ron Clutch]
I'm bout to leave ya juice joint
Drunk as a mug,
drunk out his mind
Too damn drunk to drive, jump out the ride
Lookin for
a chicken to pluck, with plumped up thighs
Gotta be thicker than Granny's
gravy on the side
So when I get it, I can cut her, big ol' chunky
slice
And if I love it, I'ma lick it like it's pumpkin pie
Now you guys
don't really want it 'less it's country fried
Now tell me whatcha 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 folk
With all
the chicken wing and fish and the dirty spokes
My yeaga smoke, betta sell
and twank, and blowin smoke
(That fool cool ain't a thang) Look how that
Caddy roll
On them twenty-two like Muddy move the fuck and blow
We
forever reppin 'Tucky and e'rythang below
Skinny 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 laws
So do we believe 'em?

[Scales]
Man these girls
is bout freakin
Suckin and fuckin and tusslin, for the evenin, please
believe 'em

[Big V]
Who's that girl? Oh that girl
Somethin outta
magazine, curvy queen
Cross between, Britney, Whitley, Whitney (crispy) Mya,
Pink
Kim and Lil'...

[Scales]
Oh where yo' head at, askin me where
my bread at
Tell ya mammy I said that
Stop the askin me, and naggin me,
and harrassin me
for it be a tragedy

[Big V]
Don't you know the
damn thang
They come to do the damn thang
For they leave best believe
they do the damn thang

[Scales]
Scales throws scragglers
Hooks 'em
like hagglers
Don't talk much the game is spectacular

[Hook] -
2X

[Chorus] - 2X

(Told you to use your head silly {*distorted
laughing*})
Where yo' head at? I ain't stutter
Getcha mind outta the
gutter and pass the butter
That's all I know, come on
"She gon' let me
cut, that's all I know..."
"She gon' let me cut, that's all I know..."