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blocboy jb – head in my lap lyrics

[intro]
tay keith, f-ck these n-gg-s up
b-tch, b-tch, b-tch
yeah, yeah, yeah
you got some nice lips on you, b-tch
hah

[chorus]
put your head in my lap, uh, uh (in my lap, ho)
i just want some head in the trap, uh (in the trap, ho)
if i ever hear you run your mouth (run your mouth)
i’ma cut you off right now (asap, asap)
put your head in my lap (yeah, yeah)
i just want some head in the trap (in the trap)
b-tch, you better not ever run your mouth (run your mouth)
or i’ma cut you off right now, ayy (that’s on my mama)

[verse 1]
ayy, let me tell you ’bout these buster -ss, fake -ss hoes (hoes)
b-tch, don’t ever say you love me if you f-ckin’ my bro (my bro)
i hit that b-tch up in my bed, ayy, that’s a tv flow (woah)
i smacked her -ss with all my might, ain’t that’s a db though? (woah)
from watchin’ dvd’s (yeah, yeah, yeah)
b-tch, you know i got more hoes than a pack of cd’s (huh?)
b-tch, i’m a dog, you see this collar? i ain’t attracted to fleas
i told that b-tch that i couldn’t call ’cause i just wax it and leave (woah)
that bad lil’ ho say she a bird, i’ll teach her the birds and the bees (i teach her)
switch the narcos outside (outside)
hit him in the pupil out the window, i’m a deadeye (deadeye)
then go to his son’s school and tell him keep his head high (head high)
and f-ck his mama, now he callin’ me his dad now (stepdad)
ooh, i’m stepdaddy too, i turned mom to a prost-tute (woah)
n-gg- robbed him, play me ’bout that bread, now i gotta shoot (rrah)
don’t think daddy, but a b-tch throw a mask on
time to do a kick door (rrah)
we shoot the gun like dice (rrah)
b-tch, tell me what do it hit for? (rrah, rrah, doon, doon, doon)
lil’ keshia, she an eater, she freaky, i know her mama (her mama)
she said she hungry, took that b-tch to the nearest mcdonald’s (mcdonald’s)
she got an att-tude, what you want, some benihanas? (what?)
i can’t go up there no more ’cause i gave all them hoes my number (freaky)
freaky b-tch lashawna give me head up in the hummer (hummer)
she already know what’s goin’ on, she put her hair up in a bunna (a bunna)
had to cut that lil’ ho off, she thought that she was gon’ get some bundles
get her head all covered in pipe, but i kicked her out on summer
i’m a felon but i still can go to mexico (yeah)
i’m in dubai, smokin’ dope up in the sky (yeah)
two hundred dollars for a gram, that sh-t was reginald (woah)
but i’m still fly, so that still mean that i’m high (i’m so high)
if a n-gg- put his hands on simi, he gon’ die (he gon’ die)
he six feet under but he somewhere in the sky (in the clouds)
put a n-gg- in a blunt, roll him up, ayy, lil jugg, let’s get high (ayy, let’s get high, crip)
i would be 12 if i told you where we was smokin’, right? (right right?)
where i’m from, we k!ll a n-gg-, then turn up and let the night go (take a night go)
can’t trust these n-gg-s, they act like b-tches on they cycle (period)
i’ma swerve this car, get it on two wheels like a motorcycle (woah)
and it’s off with the head, this sh-t off of the head
n-gg-, this is not typewrote, b-tch (yeah)

[chorus]
put your head in my lap (yeah)
i just want some head in the trap (in the trap)
b-tch, you better not ever run your mouth (run your mouth)
or i’ma cut you off right now (that’s on my mama)

- blocboy jb lyrics

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