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b. lou - head doctor lyrics

[intro: b. lou]
yeah, yeah, huh
(b. lou!)
yeah
bae is the nurse so they callin’ the head doctor

[chorus: b. lou]
bae is the nurse so they callin’ the head doctor
free sticker star, you know that the feds got him
my b-tch is bad, she rockin’ the red bottom
one in the head, dripping like condom
these b-tches are ready, ain’t ready for c-ckin’
talkin’ the g’s you wonder how hard it is
gotta get bread, ay

[pre-chorus: b. lou]
all i see is bands, ay
hunnid band band, ay
sippin’ on jam
you could get stamped, uh
do whatever i can
n-gga i am, uh
you tryna get stamped

[verse 1: b. lou]
n-gga i’m b. lou, ooh
can’t n0body do it better than me, no better than me
can’t n0body get wetter than me, every better to see
n-gga i feel like a pedic degree
i came from the projects, uh
yeah i was whipping that pyrex, uh
yeah, get hit, phone them uh-uh
talk to you like a doctor, go check uh-uh
n-gga y’all think i need a backup?
n-gga i just k!ll my racks up (racks up)
(rack up, yeah yeah, rack up
stacks up, i got ’em bands, rack up
i’m up, run up them bands, i’m up)

[chorus: b. lou & lilcj kasino]
bae is the nurse so they callin’ the head doctor (bae is the nurse so they callin’ the head doctor)
free sticker star, you know that the feds got him
my b-tch is bad, she rockin’ the red bottom
one in the head, dripping like condom
these b-tches are ready, ain’t ready for c-ckin’ (b. lou!)
talkin’ the g’s you wonder how hard it is (lilcj!)
gotta get bread, ay

[verse 2: lilcj kasino]
n-ggas gon’ say i been p-ssing them n-ggas, i’m right on their head
my jaw got a feeling a n-gga gon’ overlap
keep a big [?], we ain’t never scared
and i took a [?] a n-gga pray that i fall
[?] n-ggas look a lot like a smile
we was tryna get rich [?]
b-tch come here, give me your jaws
i only want neck so keep it on your jaw
got sh-t on my neck, drippin’ wet like a faucet (drippy)
i’m smokin’ on reef [?] my young n-ggas grease
like we [?] we havin’ a feast and no, you cannot eat ’em
the choppa gon’ shoot like it’s having a fever
i sold many people, i’m happy to be here
i’m having the racks, i can have your [?] see ’em

[chorus: b. lou]
bae is the nurse so they callin’ the head doctor (bae is the nurse so they callin’ the head doctor)
free sticker star, you know that the feds got him
my b-tch is bad, she rockin’ the red bottom
one in the head, dripping like condom
these b-tches are ready, ain’t ready for c-ckin’ (b. lou!)
talkin’ the g’s you wonder how hard it is
gotta get bread, ay

[outro: b. lou]
(gotta bread, ay, ay, ay
hunnid bands wet, way, way, ay ay)

- b lou lyrics

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