Another one Dj Khaled Working all winter Shining all summer I ain't no beginner You scared to
Take it to the head Don't think about it, be about it Don't be scared to take it to the head Girl, you fly, but if I tell you, Then you might take it to the head
I'm in my zone, damn near got my eyes closed One shot, two shots, I'm gone Take it to the head I'm in my zone, damn near got my eyes closed One shot, two shots, I'm gone Now we gon' get fucked up, no excuses, no apologies
Reputation for g's, that's the role of a boss So amazing to see, black baguettes in my watch She say love is for free, just expensive to shop But it's nothing to me, that extends from my block I got a lot of figures, I'm a father figure She know a lot of niggas, Don't know a hotter nigga Come to the winners circle, A lot of men will hurt you But I'm here to nurture, I wanna take you further She got all them purses, I say in my verses Ysl and Hermes and barely scratch the surface She know on purpose, as I peel the curtains I always make her nervous, this record's perfect
Take it to the head Don't think about it, be about it Don't be scared to take it to the head Girl, you fly, but if I tell you, Then you might take it to the head
I'm in my zone, damn near got my eyes closed One shot, two shots, I'm gone Take it to the head I'm in my zone, damn near got my eyes closed One shot, two shots, I'm gone Now we gon' get fucked up, no excuses, no apologies
Yo, reputation for bustin' Pussy open, it's nothin' Big fat nigga, all that huffin' and puffin' Take me shopping in France and he pay in advance He got big balls, ran a play in his pants Ran away with his money just to chill on the Island All my bitches is stylin', beaches and eatin Italian This is real shit, real shit On the real, nigga fuckin' wit a real bitch I ride for him, Dmv Stamina, Gnc Three letters, Cmb Competition, I don't see any
Take it to the head Don't think about it, be about it Don't be scared to take it to the head Girl, you fly, but if I tell you, Then you might take it to the head
I'm in my zone, damn near got my eyes closed One shot, two shots, I'm gone Take it to the head I'm in my zone, damn near got my eyes closed One shot, two shots, I'm gone Now we gon' get fucked up, no excuses, no apologies
Reputation for tasting I'm killin' 'em hoes like Jason Got that pussy like medication to patients Got my eyes closed, like Asian persuasion Fuck with me baby, it's Tunechi baby Buss a nut, smoke a blunt, now I'm rejuvenated With all that pink on, bitch I'm king kong I eat her ice cream, she eat my ice cream cone Pop a pill and pop that pussy I bet you Tunechi make her throw away that silver bullet And she kiss me on my neck and she kiss me on my chest And then she...
Take it to the head Don't think about it, be about it Don't be scared to take it to the head Girl, you fly, but if I tell you, Then you might take it to the head
I'm in my zone, damn near got my eyes closed One shot, two shots, I'm gone Take it to the head I'm in my zone, damn near got my eyes closed One shot, two shots, I'm gone Now we gon' get fucked up, no excuses, no apologies
Young Mula, baby!
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Compositores: Chris Brown, Onika Maraj, DJ Khaled, Kevin Cossom, Rick Ross, Lil Wayne, The Runners, The MonarchPublicado em 2012ECAD verificado fonograma #3299101 em 20/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM