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slimmpusha - bobb ya head lyrics

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ah come on nah, yo

[verse 1]
i’mma eighties babe that was nineties raised
back when the real g’s got radio play
pac, big, lauryn hill, bone thugs, do or die, outkast, geto boys, try ugk
we the nephews of the oldschool
breaking all rules like we suppose to
we the new school and we dont lose
trying to stay away from deals that will own you
dont it sound good how i come off the track
make all the girls want to come out the back
the boat dont float on a negative note
if you turn to a hater gotta go on with that
back in the day we use to wanna stay and let the radio play
waiting on a top ten song with a tape
finger on pause hold on play
n-gga dont front
gotta rhythm make ya homegirl ovulate
drop the b-ss make a cop wanna pump the breaks
hit the lights, stop, look up the license plate
play it cool homie dont altercate
say i cuss too much i dont give no f-ck
say i dress too plain get the f-ck on lame
real n-ggas recognize game
so no matter what n0body say i bet i make ya bobb ya head

hook:
i bet i make ya bobb ya head (4x)
im talkin real cool groove sh-t
dont it sound good how i come off the track
make all the girls wanna come out the back
dont it sound good how i come off the track
make all the girls wanna come out for dat
dont it sound good how i come off the track
make all the girls wanna come out the back
dont it sound good how i come off the track
yea..

[verse 2]
i can make a m-th-f-cka shake, rattle and roll
shrivel to shrimp make her nipples hard flow to cold
on everything i can do it wit my eyes closed
or a blind fold you think im lyin ho
better watch your daughter, thirsty -ss
get a gl-ss of water, hash tag
two cheeks in the booth dont half -ss
let my money get the ticket thats fast cash
n-gga, all aboard!
everythings in a jet
put the room in a groove
make it feel like s-x
slimm p he the last of dying breed
took yall forever to find me
now dont you go get lost
when i get this sh-t to jump off
my girl grown but the speakers teen
crazy beat thats rodney king
on a record that ain’t got no intervene
from the intro to the thirteenth
will put a cramp in ya neck bet you leave with the shakes
if you hungry, n-gga dont leave with the plate
if you talk too much you’ll get left to decay
no matter what they say anyway i betcha make ya bob ya head

- slimmpusha lyrics

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